<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120</id><updated>2011-11-23T20:09:19.993-05:00</updated><category term='ms. bean'/><category term='Hockey'/><category term='strange'/><category term='TV'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='photography'/><category term='Birthday Parties'/><category term='shitty companies'/><category term='politics'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Caterpillars'/><category term='music'/><category term='useless knowledge'/><category term='cats'/><category term='sober'/><category term='school'/><category term='the tudors'/><category term='life'/><category term='Ms Bean'/><category term='Republicans'/><category term='Basketball'/><category term='skippy'/><category term='caps'/><category term='Baby Bee'/><category term='Trader Joe'/><category term='locks of love'/><category term='kids; places to visit with kids'/><category term='random comments'/><category term='redsox'/><category term='internet'/><category term='house'/><category term='pissed about something'/><category term='Peeps'/><category term='diet and exercise'/><category term='kids'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Bean and Bee</title><subtitle type='html'>Diane's brain on random .........</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>350</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-8787841382798873810</id><published>2011-11-23T20:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T20:09:19.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots to be Thankful for ......</title><content type='html'>Every year, I have the girls write, or draw, what they have to be thankful for.  It started because I didn't want them to be stumped/embarrassed when asked during our Thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;roundtable tradition (my Mom has us all tell what we have to be Thankful for before our meal begins), and I have been keeping them over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, Ms. Bean (8 going on 15)  is grateful for: &lt;br /&gt;- reading - coloring - bubbles - sparklers - sparkles - glitter - secrets (shhhhh) - twinkles - feathers - earrings - diamonds - and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee, 6, is grateful for her Family and her Pets.  In her world, we are all she needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for two wonderful little girls, who taught me how to love. My parents who taught me patients and appreciation. And to Tom, who is happily on this Journey with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course for my friends, who I cherish and adore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7DpewUqZ0n8/Ts2Y5Rv0KoI/AAAAAAAAHcw/OTssxcOXcQk/s640/blogger-image--1644937185.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7DpewUqZ0n8/Ts2Y5Rv0KoI/AAAAAAAAHcw/OTssxcOXcQk/s640/blogger-image--1644937185.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-GBRneaB1lr4/Ts2Y5S1oEuI/AAAAAAAAHc4/Lnt9_FnEW8U/s640/blogger-image-1367891322.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-GBRneaB1lr4/Ts2Y5S1oEuI/AAAAAAAAHc4/Lnt9_FnEW8U/s640/blogger-image-1367891322.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-8787841382798873810?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/8787841382798873810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=8787841382798873810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/8787841382798873810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/8787841382798873810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2011/11/lots-to-be-thankful-for.html' title='Lots to be Thankful for ......'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7DpewUqZ0n8/Ts2Y5Rv0KoI/AAAAAAAAHcw/OTssxcOXcQk/s72-c/blogger-image--1644937185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-361601787789065805</id><published>2011-11-23T19:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T19:51:03.132-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Classics</title><content type='html'>Anyone want to guess Ms. Beans favorite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-NPwQ_0Xbmxk/Ts2U9WHKpeI/AAAAAAAAHco/w40VGzLp0kc/s640/blogger-image--1194153173.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-NPwQ_0Xbmxk/Ts2U9WHKpeI/AAAAAAAAHco/w40VGzLp0kc/s640/blogger-image--1194153173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-361601787789065805?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/361601787789065805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=361601787789065805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/361601787789065805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/361601787789065805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2011/11/classics.html' title='The Classics'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-NPwQ_0Xbmxk/Ts2U9WHKpeI/AAAAAAAAHco/w40VGzLp0kc/s72-c/blogger-image--1194153173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-6607118944066809249</id><published>2011-11-03T18:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T19:54:19.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Bee&amp;apos;s First grade Portrait</title><content type='html'>A self Portrait comes home every year, and when they get to 5th grade, I am going to make a collage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmYfOVHgPxw/TrMfQN_0idI/AAAAAAAAHbU/K3OO7EZP-ps/s1600/SelfPortrait.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmYfOVHgPxw/TrMfQN_0idI/AAAAAAAAHbU/K3OO7EZP-ps/s320/SelfPortrait.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-6607118944066809249?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/6607118944066809249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=6607118944066809249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6607118944066809249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6607118944066809249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2011/11/little-bees-1st-grade-self-portrait.html' title='Little Bee&amp;amp;apos;s First grade Portrait'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmYfOVHgPxw/TrMfQN_0idI/AAAAAAAAHbU/K3OO7EZP-ps/s72-c/SelfPortrait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-3967615176672982360</id><published>2011-10-29T13:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T13:12:00.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Costumes 2011</title><content type='html'>I have a friend&amp;nbsp;named&amp;nbsp;Sandra.&amp;nbsp;Her corner of&amp;nbsp;the web can be found here &lt;a href="http://threepumpkinslittle.squarespace.com/"&gt;Sandra's Blog&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I read it religiously and consider her a personal hero, though I would never even attempt to try 99.6% of what she blogs about, because my insurance premiums wont cover the fire damage that would surely follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I met her 8 years ago&amp;nbsp;(and probably for years prior) she has made all of her kids Halloween costumes, which have ALWAYS been completely adorable.&amp;nbsp; So, about three years ago, when I was sitting in a sea of dress up clothes with the girls&amp;nbsp;and looking in catalogs to determine what we would be purchasing that year, I thought of Sandra, and decided there and then that the Devendorfs would NEVER AGAIN buy a Halloween costume.&amp;nbsp; And, a new tradition began ....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Rules&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We will not purchase costumes, HOWEVER, we can use items already around the house to incorporate into our design.&lt;br /&gt;2) Mom does not make more then three trips to the fabric store.&amp;nbsp; If you need additional materials after my 3rd trip, you need to beg your grandparents to take you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Original designs need to be completed and turned in by the first week in October.&amp;nbsp; Contract modifications can be made after that time, but only if mutually agreed upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The costume materials can not cost more then a mid range costume in the costume catalog (no. I am serious).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Little Bee the Butterfly&lt;/u&gt; - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much discussion, Little Bee decided that she was going to be a butterfly.&amp;nbsp; A pink butterfly.&amp;nbsp; And the fabric store allowed for great inspiration as Halloween means it is full of sheer, sparkley wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She selected two lovely fabrics, and we worked together to come up with a concept which included glitter, an old leotard, lots of golden thread, a hot glue gun, and a dad who was willing to make a head peice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uzGuKv1ueGE/TqwwiWCW4XI/AAAAAAAAHZc/HTD_hp531mE/s1600/IMG_1948.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uzGuKv1ueGE/TqwwiWCW4XI/AAAAAAAAHZc/HTD_hp531mE/s320/IMG_1948.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nfcPGmjRJ5U/TqwwrEhmoPI/AAAAAAAAHZs/KJmqKEmTyA8/s1600/IMG_1946.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nfcPGmjRJ5U/TqwwrEhmoPI/AAAAAAAAHZs/KJmqKEmTyA8/s320/IMG_1946.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The "L" Pattern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4A16j8gsCIM/TqwwnOeX64I/AAAAAAAAHZk/RT9PAa2-80s/s1600/IMG_1947.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4A16j8gsCIM/TqwwnOeX64I/AAAAAAAAHZk/RT9PAa2-80s/s320/IMG_1947.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma sewed up a skirt&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gkx3oPz-iQ0/Tqww4Ceo87I/AAAAAAAAHaE/OFrow3HO__c/s1600/IMG_2007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gkx3oPz-iQ0/Tqww4Ceo87I/AAAAAAAAHaE/OFrow3HO__c/s320/IMG_2007.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tZQypmYFwyk/TqwwypkvatI/AAAAAAAAHZ8/jN54ylYuVZo/s1600/IMG_2008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tZQypmYFwyk/TqwwypkvatI/AAAAAAAAHZ8/jN54ylYuVZo/s320/IMG_2008.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NSyM83UsVWA/Tqww6_LVrjI/AAAAAAAAHaM/wYjMb6x7HHQ/s1600/IMG_2026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NSyM83UsVWA/Tqww6_LVrjI/AAAAAAAAHaM/wYjMb6x7HHQ/s200/IMG_2026.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2guFXAeEbcY/Tqww9z111TI/AAAAAAAAHaU/nSivNpqhMaA/s1600/IMG_2031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2guFXAeEbcY/Tqww9z111TI/AAAAAAAAHaU/nSivNpqhMaA/s640/IMG_2031.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta Da!&amp;nbsp; This is a Happy Little Butterfly!&amp;nbsp; A Happy, "Itchy" Butterfly.&amp;nbsp; Let us keep our fingers crossed we do not require another visit to the Fabric Store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ms. Bean the Fortune Teller&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when Ms. Bean found her &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magic_8-Ball"&gt;Magic 8 Ball&lt;/a&gt; on an old toy shelf.&amp;nbsp; The idea was born, and we needed to get started, quickly.&amp;nbsp; I began to flip through photos of Fortune Tellers and Gypsies, and we finalized our concept when Little Bee brought home a copy of &lt;span class="main-title" itemprop="name" sb_id="ms__id3743"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/products/catalog?hl=en&amp;amp;q=strega+nona&amp;amp;gs_upl=0l0l1l1957l0l0l0l0l0l0l0l0ll0l0&amp;amp;bav=on.2,or.r_gc.r_pw.r_cp.,cf.osb&amp;amp;biw=1920&amp;amp;bih=970&amp;amp;wrapid=tlif131990876664210&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;tbm=shop&amp;amp;cid=17456965739653437540&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;ei=lDWsTp6mFcTw0gGm9uGjDw&amp;amp;ved=0CF4Q8wIwBA#"&gt;Strega Nona&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; (the school has a rule that you have to dress like a book character, no matter how loose a fit).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="main-title" itemprop="name" sb_id="ms__id3743"&gt;All we needed was a long skirt, white blouse, and lots of gold.&amp;nbsp; Ms. Bean went to work.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="main-title" itemprop="name" sb_id="ms__id3743"&gt;After she raided the Mardi-Gras beads and box of acquired gift-bag loot, we set off to get the fabric for a skirt.&amp;nbsp; And we didn't have to look far, because the local thrift store had the perfect skirt which I picked up for $6.00.&amp;nbsp; Probably a violation of the rules, but when I took into account how much time I didn't have to spend sewing sequins, I went with it.&amp;nbsp; All it needed was a hem and a little elastic in the waste!&amp;nbsp; Woo Hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="main-title" itemprop="name" sb_id="ms__id3743"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;blouse needed to be ruffly, a little over the top, and sheer.&amp;nbsp; Not unlike the&lt;a href="http://bridechic.blogspot.com/2011/08/remembering-great-prairie-revival-of.html"&gt; prairie look from the early 80's.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; And, guess who had one in her closet, dating back to 1982?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="main-title" itemprop="name" sb_id="ms__id3743"&gt;Actually, it is the ONLY thing I have from that period, and I have never been able to part with it.&amp;nbsp; My Grandmother, Gertrude, who was an amazing seamstress, &amp;nbsp;made it for me when I was a pre-teen.&amp;nbsp; I LOVED it. And, despite the coffee strains, and a little yellowing, it has hung in a dry cleaning bag for 30 years.&amp;nbsp; So, around the 2nd week of October, I took it out of the bag, got out the Woolite, crossed my fingers, and turned on the gentle cycle.&amp;nbsp; Success!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j15wJVFQYVc/Tqw-oUtipJI/AAAAAAAAHac/K06Kug0SDwo/s1600/photo+%25283%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j15wJVFQYVc/Tqw-oUtipJI/AAAAAAAAHac/K06Kug0SDwo/s200/photo+%25283%2529.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6BSIFv80P4g/Tqw_ykFlnjI/AAAAAAAAHak/54oTOyjOYj0/s1600/SarahGypsee1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6BSIFv80P4g/Tqw_ykFlnjI/AAAAAAAAHak/54oTOyjOYj0/s400/SarahGypsee1.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="main-title" itemprop="name" sb_id="ms__id3743"&gt;Happy Halloween!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="main-title" itemprop="name" sb_id="ms__id3743"&gt;Love - BEAN and BEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uUm0ybQzgeQ/Tqw_8NbgjDI/AAAAAAAAHa0/lRJ1vm4AwvY/s1600/Halloween2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uUm0ybQzgeQ/Tqw_8NbgjDI/AAAAAAAAHa0/lRJ1vm4AwvY/s640/Halloween2.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-3967615176672982360?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/3967615176672982360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=3967615176672982360&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3967615176672982360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3967615176672982360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2011/10/costumes-2011.html' title='Costumes 2011'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uzGuKv1ueGE/TqwwiWCW4XI/AAAAAAAAHZc/HTD_hp531mE/s72-c/IMG_1948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-4622197760910063034</id><published>2011-10-28T09:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T09:01:26.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom missed that lesson .....................</title><content type='html'>Last Wednesday while tucking Little Bee (now 6 ) into bed;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee - Mom, you and I ever get to spend time together anymore (she was refering to an improptu over-nighter that Ms. Bean and I took last weekend with some friends to the beach).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me -- You're right.&amp;nbsp; Sarah has a birthday party Friday night.&amp;nbsp; How about if we go out to dinner and have some Mommy/Leah time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee - I would LOVE that!&amp;nbsp; Can I bring a friend? (Hmmmmm.&amp;nbsp; What happened to Mommy/Leah time?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me - Sure.&amp;nbsp; Who do you want to bring?&amp;nbsp; Bella?&amp;nbsp; Tori?&amp;nbsp; Ella?&amp;nbsp; Ohhhhh!!!!! I KNOW!&amp;nbsp; How about Liam (the adorable boy in her first grade glass, who she insisted I get a picture of last week when I was in for lunch). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee - (looking alarmed and rather discusted) - MOOOOMMMM!&amp;nbsp; Have you ever heard of playing hard-to-get?&amp;nbsp; Geeeeessshhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&amp;nbsp; I guess I need to go back to Elementry School and learn a thing or two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-4622197760910063034?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/4622197760910063034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=4622197760910063034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4622197760910063034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4622197760910063034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2011/10/mom-missed-that-lesson.html' title='Mom missed that lesson .....................'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-8638184019836225405</id><published>2011-10-28T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T08:50:20.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I really need to start writing these things down ........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Clearly, technology has replaced technology.  Between Facebook, Twitter, Google+ (which I have but NEVER use), and the thing they put into the office that is supposed to be for work, but is really used to make fun of the guy running the conference call, I NEVER seem to blog anymore.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it is possible, that only my mother misses me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I  really hate for my blog to become completely dormant, because I started it for my kids, and they don't read my posts, or my tweets, or my cutting comments about the guy running the conference call.  But one day, they might want to read about the randomness of my life, if nothing else to provide their therapists with documentation about why they are the way they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So,  I have decided to use this as a place to jot down those things "I really need to write down".  They might be snippets of my day, and they may or not make sense, but since this is my little corner of the web, it is what is is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feel free to follow along, and comment when you can.  I still treasure my readers, as you know, because you are all "Friends" in an alternate universe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-8638184019836225405?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/8638184019836225405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=8638184019836225405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/8638184019836225405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/8638184019836225405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-really-need-to-start-writing-these.html' title='I really need to start writing these things down ........'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-850610709443940253</id><published>2011-06-05T09:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T09:09:26.991-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Bee's Horse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ld0fwfJk-z0/TeuOFmqy5lI/AAAAAAAAHAY/t9FsmL1uFO8/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ld0fwfJk-z0/TeuOFmqy5lI/AAAAAAAAHAY/t9FsmL1uFO8/s400/001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-850610709443940253?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/850610709443940253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=850610709443940253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/850610709443940253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/850610709443940253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-bees-horse.html' title='Little Bee&apos;s Horse'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ld0fwfJk-z0/TeuOFmqy5lI/AAAAAAAAHAY/t9FsmL1uFO8/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-6200310952045709226</id><published>2011-06-05T09:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T09:05:07.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Life By Ms. Bean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K-P65GXvSeo/TeuNEufymfI/AAAAAAAAHAQ/9_IrD6lfHbU/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K-P65GXvSeo/TeuNEufymfI/AAAAAAAAHAQ/9_IrD6lfHbU/s400/001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-6200310952045709226?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/6200310952045709226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=6200310952045709226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6200310952045709226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6200310952045709226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2011/06/still-life-by-ms-bean_05.html' title='Still Life By Ms. Bean'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K-P65GXvSeo/TeuNEufymfI/AAAAAAAAHAQ/9_IrD6lfHbU/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-6304178634190700471</id><published>2011-03-23T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T16:54:47.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fable - By Ms. Bean (7)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8thcw44q_Lw/TYpsJlYYQvI/AAAAAAAAGwk/-vKSQMPogBY/s1600/IMG_0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8thcw44q_Lw/TYpsJlYYQvI/AAAAAAAAGwk/-vKSQMPogBY/s400/IMG_0860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Once upon a time in a swamp in Africa, there was an alligator and a bird.  They were best friends since they were born.  Two days later, Alligator had a horrible toothache and there were no doctors available.  Birds father is a doctor so bird crawled inside alligators mouth and cleaned his mouth.  Alligator fells better and bird feels better too.  Happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;Lesson:  A little person can make a big difference.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-6304178634190700471?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/6304178634190700471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=6304178634190700471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6304178634190700471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6304178634190700471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2011/03/fable-by-ms-bean-7.html' title='A Fable - By Ms. Bean (7)'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8thcw44q_Lw/TYpsJlYYQvI/AAAAAAAAGwk/-vKSQMPogBY/s72-c/IMG_0860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-6332355772419583281</id><published>2011-03-02T17:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T17:47:12.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Bee's Kindergarten Portrait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J96Zu2IbZ30/TW7I6ke-2XI/AAAAAAAAGrg/NBn2AkEsCSc/s1600/LeahSelfPortraitK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579617896910215538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J96Zu2IbZ30/TW7I6ke-2XI/AAAAAAAAGrg/NBn2AkEsCSc/s400/LeahSelfPortraitK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-6332355772419583281?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/6332355772419583281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=6332355772419583281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6332355772419583281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6332355772419583281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2011/03/self-portrait.html' title='Little Bee&apos;s Kindergarten Portrait'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J96Zu2IbZ30/TW7I6ke-2XI/AAAAAAAAGrg/NBn2AkEsCSc/s72-c/LeahSelfPortraitK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-3337959428981982287</id><published>2011-03-01T14:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T14:31:42.125-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ms Bean'/><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2AO7hh5hDpk/TW1JVJXVMWI/AAAAAAAAGq0/mFyV6yp7RMg/s1600/2011_03_01_14_20_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579196141021770082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2AO7hh5hDpk/TW1JVJXVMWI/AAAAAAAAGq0/mFyV6yp7RMg/s400/2011_03_01_14_20_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just found this delightful surprise in my purse. Ms. Bean was watching my remedial dance practice leading to the upcoming recital. I guess she thought that I needed a little "pick-me-up" in my "lunchbox". So completely in love at the moment .............&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2jI8UXPOHQ/TW1Iayu_GwI/AAAAAAAAGqs/VRtjSZK8kSY/s1600/2011_03_01_14_20_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-3337959428981982287?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/3337959428981982287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=3337959428981982287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3337959428981982287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3337959428981982287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2011/03/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2AO7hh5hDpk/TW1JVJXVMWI/AAAAAAAAGq0/mFyV6yp7RMg/s72-c/2011_03_01_14_20_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-3924459784253168739</id><published>2011-02-14T18:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T18:27:15.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ms. Beans Valentine to Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pmquiK0F38/TVm4xgCpnEI/AAAAAAAAGpg/6HFKdbibSks/s1600/IMG_0689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pmquiK0F38/TVm4xgCpnEI/AAAAAAAAGpg/6HFKdbibSks/s400/IMG_0689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mom, you're the best. I love you so much. You never forget that. Have I said enough? I love you Happy Valentines Day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yeyWY65CFJY/TVm55lH43UI/AAAAAAAAGp4/_yZ24j-2DAU/s1600/IMG_0690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573690412716580162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yeyWY65CFJY/TVm55lH43UI/AAAAAAAAGp4/_yZ24j-2DAU/s400/IMG_0690.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vk6boPCZLpw/TVm5NErThVI/AAAAAAAAGpo/PMfw6ilY0Ug/s1600/IMG_0690.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Dad and Leah -- same things for you.  You mean the world to me.  I love you.  P.S. You to Leah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Quite Franklly, I like her spelling better). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-3924459784253168739?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/3924459784253168739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=3924459784253168739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3924459784253168739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3924459784253168739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2011/02/ms-beans-valentine-to-mom.html' title='Ms. Beans Valentine to Mom'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pmquiK0F38/TVm4xgCpnEI/AAAAAAAAGpg/6HFKdbibSks/s72-c/IMG_0689.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-2837932706734542882</id><published>2011-02-14T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T18:16:14.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'>100 days and counting ..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560699824911336674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TSuTB2ZqxOI/AAAAAAAAGhU/_H1wqDxOME8/s400/IndianName.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wish this could be scanned in its entirety, but sometimes scrap paper isn't as forgiving as one would like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Ms. Bean, the assignment was to give yourself a Native American name and draw a picture to describe it.  Ms. Bean responded with true 7-year old enthusiasm ..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing ......... (drum roll) ..........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She Who Brought Music to the World" ...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really have to get cranking on those Guitar Lessons!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-7251766035004339756?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/7251766035004339756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=7251766035004339756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/7251766035004339756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/7251766035004339756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2011/01/her-native-american-name.html' title='Her Native American Name'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TSuTB2ZqxOI/AAAAAAAAGhU/_H1wqDxOME8/s72-c/IndianName.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-314473742203270137</id><published>2010-12-19T11:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T11:28:32.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Chitzenship</title><content type='html'>I just completed a 2-week leadership course in Landsdown. During that period, we spend a LOT if time discussing and debating the meaning of Citizenship. Apparently, I only needed to look in Ms. Beans backpack for the right answer ..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TQ4yO7QF9tI/AAAAAAAAGdA/MMlvskrXQKw/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552430622599149266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TQ4yO7QF9tI/AAAAAAAAGdA/MMlvskrXQKw/s400/001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-314473742203270137?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/314473742203270137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=314473742203270137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/314473742203270137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/314473742203270137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-is-chitzenship.html' title='What is Chitzenship'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TQ4yO7QF9tI/AAAAAAAAGdA/MMlvskrXQKw/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-2949573285611327603</id><published>2010-11-30T19:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T19:21:07.576-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ms. bean'/><title type='text'>If I could make the rules</title><content type='html'>Once in a while, you have a moment when the kids do something so wonderful and so unexpected, you actually need to sit down and take it in. I just had one of those moments. Ms. Bean brought home a huge stack of work that she did during the 1st quarter (2nd Grade). I was half looking at the paperwork, while doing 50 other things and holding 6 conversations,  when a slip of paper caught my eye. The handwriting was definitely my daughters, the sentiment beautiful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I could make the rules, I would open a grocery store just for the poor and the price would be very low or no price at all. I would get rid of cigarettes so nobody would hurt their throat."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-2949573285611327603?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/2949573285611327603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=2949573285611327603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/2949573285611327603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/2949573285611327603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2010/11/if-i-could-make-rules.html' title='If I could make the rules'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-3977649082205480387</id><published>2010-11-10T08:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T09:02:57.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Bee's Dream</title><content type='html'>Scene - while laying in bed figuring out today's logistics, Little Bee arrives at the door, sleep still in her eyes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee: "Mommy. I had a strange dream."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Really? What was it about"&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee: "Alex (my mothers dog) went to a school that wasn't very hard, and all they did all day was have fire drills".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE the mind of a Kindergartner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-3977649082205480387?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/3977649082205480387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=3977649082205480387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3977649082205480387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3977649082205480387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2010/11/little-bees-dream.html' title='Little Bee&apos;s Dream'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-7919698195929296350</id><published>2010-10-26T09:31:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T18:52:05.731-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Bee'/><title type='text'>The BEST birthday card EVER!</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday, I turned 43.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we are in the process of gutting the kitchen,  Tom and I decided that there would be no presents this year, and the girls are over scheduled so we have little time on weekends for a "party". We enjoyed a couple of lovely quiet meals with Susie and Papa, and I LOVED being with the people I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the girls weren't going to let the day go by without a little fanfare! Ms. Bean washed by car from top to bottom and vacuumed for hours with Papa on Saturday (thanks DAD!). And little Bee, demanded that I produce a box of pens, a sheet of paper, and get OUT OF HER WAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 minutes later, she appeared with this masterpiece, and the following explanation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front contains the first and last letter of our names. The Heart indicates who is having the birthday, and the "O" symbalized who made the card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TMbo4_GiBrI/AAAAAAAAGXY/mllKc5s7Z4A/s1600/LeahBdayCardFront_Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532365257980380850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TMbo4_GiBrI/AAAAAAAAGXY/mllKc5s7Z4A/s400/LeahBdayCardFront_Page_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the inside. A cake topped with sparkelers (THANKS ERICA!) and the ROYGBIV and a sunflower for Mommy. I simply couldnt be more proud or delighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TMbyUl5FFPI/AAAAAAAAGXw/solY8HwUMxo/s1600/LeahBrithdayCardInside_Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TMbyUl5FFPI/AAAAAAAAGXw/solY8HwUMxo/s400/LeahBrithdayCardInside_Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532375627854058738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-7919698195929296350?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/7919698195929296350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=7919698195929296350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/7919698195929296350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/7919698195929296350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2010/10/best-birthday-card-ever.html' title='The BEST birthday card EVER!'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TMbo4_GiBrI/AAAAAAAAGXY/mllKc5s7Z4A/s72-c/LeahBdayCardFront_Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-5351486011289613149</id><published>2010-10-26T09:02:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T18:53:47.940-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ms. bean'/><title type='text'>Dinner Doodles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TMbh007UKvI/AAAAAAAAGXQ/6rNSEn5SMew/s1600/2010_10_26_10_10_27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532357489948109554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TMbh007UKvI/AAAAAAAAGXQ/6rNSEn5SMew/s400/2010_10_26_10_10_27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both a friend and Susie mentioned that I never blog anymore, and they miss my posts. I will definitely try and write more often, since I really do need a place to lay some creative energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This delightful little doodle was the bonus from an Alexandria Symphony Charity Dinner I attended last night. On my arm was the most delightful date (Ms. Bean, 7) and in between the tango lesson and Chicken Fingers, she captured the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good thing! I forgot my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-5351486011289613149?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/5351486011289613149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=5351486011289613149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5351486011289613149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5351486011289613149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2010/10/dinner-doodles.html' title='Dinner Doodles'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TMbh007UKvI/AAAAAAAAGXQ/6rNSEn5SMew/s72-c/2010_10_26_10_10_27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-8558608789987034913</id><published>2010-10-11T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T16:38:20.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bean Designs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean has started her own fashion design business.  Need a dress for a State Dinner?  Mermaid Ball?  Sunshine Club?  You know who to call!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TLODyzSjZuI/AAAAAAAAGRE/mdre497TbWE/s1600/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TLODyzSjZuI/AAAAAAAAGRE/mdre497TbWE/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-8558608789987034913?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/8558608789987034913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=8558608789987034913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/8558608789987034913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/8558608789987034913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2010/10/bean-designs.html' title='Bean Designs'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TLODyzSjZuI/AAAAAAAAGRE/mdre497TbWE/s72-c/IMG_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-3864987662068917340</id><published>2010-10-11T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T16:33:56.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fall From Ms. Bean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TLOCw7skDJI/AAAAAAAAGQ8/uPEJ_gGEr5U/s1600/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TLOCw7skDJI/AAAAAAAAGQ8/uPEJ_gGEr5U/s400/IMG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-3864987662068917340?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/3864987662068917340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=3864987662068917340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3864987662068917340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3864987662068917340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-fall-from-ms-bean.html' title='Happy Fall From Ms. Bean'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TLOCw7skDJI/AAAAAAAAGQ8/uPEJ_gGEr5U/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-4272903194410520631</id><published>2010-08-25T19:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T20:02:33.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Wisdom from Little Bee (now 5)</title><content type='html'>Scene: Grocery Store, peanut butter Isle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee: "We need to get crunchy"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Why?  We always get creamy"&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee: "Because, I like crunchy"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Since when?"&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee: "Since always"!&lt;br /&gt;Me: "How come I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; aware of that?  I have always used creamy peanut butter".&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee: "Because Mommy, I am little and often overlooked ................."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-4272903194410520631?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/4272903194410520631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=4272903194410520631&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4272903194410520631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4272903194410520631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2010/08/more-wisdom-from-little-bee-now-5.html' title='More Wisdom from Little Bee (now 5)'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-5227129850546939735</id><published>2010-07-23T19:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T19:12:12.025-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"My Emotions" by Ms. Bean</title><content type='html'>The emotions of a 7 year old ..... as told by a 7 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; CLEAR: right" href="http://goo.gl/photos/LGAA" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TEovX1BQJCI/AAAAAAAAGGg/0Jo7icJWpbA/s512/img232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-5227129850546939735?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/5227129850546939735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=5227129850546939735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5227129850546939735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5227129850546939735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-emotions-by-ms-bean.html' title='&quot;My Emotions&quot; by Ms. Bean'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TEovX1BQJCI/AAAAAAAAGGg/0Jo7icJWpbA/s72-c/img232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-2760502125930132957</id><published>2010-06-27T08:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T08:47:00.186-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>When I grow up ................</title><content type='html'>Now that school is over, I decided to do a bi-annual assessment of our "rainy day cabinet", to see what could be pitched, and what needed to be restocked. On a bottom shelf, there were two Fairfax County Police Coloring Books which our dear friend Officer Trivett gave to the girls over Spring Break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, they came home from the Sully Police Station and dutifully completed their assignment, which concluded with drawing themselves as future police ladies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean will be an exact replica of her current self, plus a badge and gun ..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: auto"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5vb0sjm1Nkugj7Ue2JPaQ_PasfpDBs8YfCBfNTRa5Ng?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TCdUMLPw14I/AAAAAAAAF-Y/4uYR1WYs_1g/s400/IMG_8633.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; FONT-FAMILY: arial, sans-serif; FONT-SIZE: 11px"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dfsd67/Photoclass?authkey=Gv1sRgCN2fhM6c-_DQAQ&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Photoclass&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Little Bee, is planning to become a black hole, minus any facial features, dressed for a Gay Pride&lt;br /&gt;parade on the Moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: auto"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MBDpVUGFo6BAI5x9mScTFfPasfpDBs8YfCBfNTRa5Ng?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TCdUKKu7llI/AAAAAAAAF-U/5PsgvHQ7xZs/s400/IMG_8634.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; FONT-FAMILY: arial, sans-serif; FONT-SIZE: 11px"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dfsd67/Photoclass?authkey=Gv1sRgCN2fhM6c-_DQAQ&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Photoclass&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Money is on little Bee.  I say this, because Ms. Bean would NEVER touch a gun .............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-2760502125930132957?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/2760502125930132957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=2760502125930132957&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/2760502125930132957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/2760502125930132957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-i-grow-up.html' title='When I grow up ................'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/TCdUMLPw14I/AAAAAAAAF-Y/4uYR1WYs_1g/s72-c/IMG_8633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-6979730964296562293</id><published>2010-05-21T08:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T08:14:05.939-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Bee's House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/S_aHHG6T2II/AAAAAAAAF38/VkcP0t8P80I/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/S_aHHG6T2II/AAAAAAAAF38/VkcP0t8P80I/s400/001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone want to hire my daughter to do their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;architectural&lt;/span&gt; designing?&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-6979730964296562293?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/6979730964296562293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=6979730964296562293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6979730964296562293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6979730964296562293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-bees-house.html' title='Little Bee&apos;s House'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/S_aHHG6T2II/AAAAAAAAF38/VkcP0t8P80I/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-8004878751863217106</id><published>2010-05-21T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T08:10:37.109-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Bee's Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/S_aGS0KARII/AAAAAAAAF30/THqzZxbc5-g/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/S_aGS0KARII/AAAAAAAAF30/THqzZxbc5-g/s400/001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Unclear how we are all going to fit into the house.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-8004878751863217106?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/8004878751863217106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=8004878751863217106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/8004878751863217106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/8004878751863217106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-bees-family.html' title='Little Bee&apos;s Family'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/S_aGS0KARII/AAAAAAAAF30/THqzZxbc5-g/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-6836559913320261307</id><published>2010-05-19T16:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T16:14:04.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Love Goats" by Ms. Bean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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by Ms. Bean'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/S_RUmX5y61I/AAAAAAAAF3s/DSWf9zojEcY/s72-c/Sarah+20100518.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-6506777258554893401</id><published>2010-04-25T18:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T18:59:47.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!</title><content type='html'>This one leaves me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;speechless&lt;/span&gt;. I love this child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/S9TXHIk62zI/AAAAAAAAFw0/ntwXuBR4p8g/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 229px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464228765468646194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/S9TXHIk62zI/AAAAAAAAFw0/ntwXuBR4p8g/s320/001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-6506777258554893401?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/6506777258554893401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=6506777258554893401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6506777258554893401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6506777258554893401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2010/04/wow.html' title='Wow!'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/S9TXHIk62zI/AAAAAAAAFw0/ntwXuBR4p8g/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-2058197769151464032</id><published>2010-02-10T14:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T15:16:54.097-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Blizzard Art</title><content type='html'>The DC area is covered with more snow then I have seen in 30 years. The girls can only go out for a few moments at a time, and then they remember how wet and uncomfortable snow can be and flee to the warm safety of the house. We have been inside for close to a week, living on hot chocolate, wine, popcorn, and frozen pizza. At this point, nothing is where it is supposed to be and all TV rules and bedtimes have been discontinued until at least Monday. It is a free for all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, at the height of a Blizzard that closed down Dullas Airport for the first time EVER, I decided to take a tiny bite out of the elephant and straiten the kitchen table. At the bottom of the piles of stickers, crayons, and coloring books that were stationed in what used to be the "family command center", I found the following treasures. Something tells me that my kids are getting by just fine ................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/j9Bxu7cPRa39iPu0Qa_1XA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/S3MOdajP9tI/AAAAAAAAFgs/r5veYROx3gw/s400/SarahPlanetsFeb10.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean's Solar System. Pluto will ALWAYS be a planet to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/EY7ksk8MtyEKwAP30kVc4g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/S3MOKqb1ugI/AAAAAAAAFgM/34kEOxeS7nw/s400/LeahFeb10.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee tells me that this is a "house with an interesting window". Who doesn't LOVE abstract art?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/VVheTkqq9ZSqFlJC3WcyCg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/S3MOZv53lCI/AAAAAAAAFgo/0EcQIs2ONHA/s400/SarahGardenFeb10.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a wonderful optimist could pull this out of their imagination on a cold, dark, snowy evening .................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/eni5OMsfe-r4nz0ysKKY8A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/S3MOQyPX2kI/AAAAAAAAFgU/jUYECh0JdoM/s400/LeahFeb2010a.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee's "fish in the ocean" ...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "world of swirls"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/X1LiPq6JbbRyxe13gaAKlw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/S3MOUgv4xJI/AAAAAAAAFf8/Vt7P_NgZnBM/s400/LeahFeb2010b.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............I wonder what they could pull off during a hurricane!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-2058197769151464032?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/2058197769151464032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=2058197769151464032&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/2058197769151464032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/2058197769151464032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2010/02/blizzard-art.html' title='Blizzard Art'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/S3MOdajP9tI/AAAAAAAAFgs/r5veYROx3gw/s72-c/SarahPlanetsFeb10.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-7055853130957634138</id><published>2010-02-04T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T10:30:09.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheard ..................</title><content type='html'>Tom (to little Bee):  “So, how was your dinner”&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee:  “I didn’t have dinner”&lt;br /&gt;Tom (after a pause): “yes you did.  I brought you a Happy Meal.  Remember?”&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee:  “that wasn’t dinner.  That was lunch”&lt;br /&gt;Tom:  “No, that was your dinner.”&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee “No, McDonalds is lunch.  Dinner is healthy, and tastes bad”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-7055853130957634138?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/7055853130957634138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=7055853130957634138&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/7055853130957634138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/7055853130957634138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2010/02/overheard.html' title='Overheard ..................'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-5435820682219564608</id><published>2010-01-25T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T17:26:41.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Earth Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Every day is Earth Day, in the world of Ms. Bean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/S14aoKN9jqI/AAAAAAAAFa4/Z0CJPwN6Ri8/s1600-h/img230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/S14aoKN9jqI/AAAAAAAAFa4/Z0CJPwN6Ri8/s400/img230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-5435820682219564608?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/5435820682219564608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=5435820682219564608&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5435820682219564608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5435820682219564608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-earth-day.html' title='Happy Earth Day!'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/S14aoKN9jqI/AAAAAAAAFa4/Z0CJPwN6Ri8/s72-c/img230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-6587824667296905780</id><published>2009-12-31T18:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T18:26:28.988-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Little Bee's New Years Resolution</title><content type='html'>My resolution is to spend more time with my Mom and Dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-6587824667296905780?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/6587824667296905780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=6587824667296905780&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6587824667296905780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6587824667296905780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-bees-new-years-resolution.html' title='Little Bee&apos;s New Years Resolution'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-4170316279881867162</id><published>2009-12-31T18:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T18:25:31.869-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Ms. Beans New Years Resolution</title><content type='html'>My New Years resolution is to spend more time with the people I love.  Im going to go across the world and visit the people that are in my family but I havent seen them in my whole entire life, because they are in different states.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-4170316279881867162?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/4170316279881867162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=4170316279881867162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4170316279881867162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4170316279881867162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/12/ms-beans-new-years-resolution.html' title='Ms. Beans New Years Resolution'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-6352152609613289160</id><published>2009-12-12T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T19:57:28.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SyQ799IM-0I/AAAAAAAAFSY/c3fIwoQXdCI/s1600-h/img223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SyQ799IM-0I/AAAAAAAAFSY/c3fIwoQXdCI/s400/img223.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-6352152609613289160?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/6352152609613289160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=6352152609613289160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6352152609613289160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6352152609613289160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SyQ799IM-0I/AAAAAAAAFSY/c3fIwoQXdCI/s72-c/img223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-8589252804493326091</id><published>2009-12-05T18:54:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T20:45:31.910-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids; places to visit with kids'/><title type='text'>Craft Weekend - 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SxsK3VeTxWI/AAAAAAAAFPs/9Cs_djvjSM4/s1600-h/lowesgingerbreadhouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411931322989135202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SxsK3VeTxWI/AAAAAAAAFPs/9Cs_djvjSM4/s320/lowesgingerbreadhouse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really not a craft person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, over the years I have tried. When I was pregnant with Ms. Bean I even asked my mom to buy me a sewing machine and then spend the baby's future tuition on all the needles and faceplate's required to make quilts, cloth diapers (no really, I'm serious), bibs, and clothes. In the end, I successfully completed catnip toys for Skippy and then gave my mom the sewing machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then spent about 2 years stalking the clearance sections at Michaels an Total Crafts. So, in my house is a ROOM full of foam shapes, tye dye components, beads, photo frame kits, paint, egg dying kids, charcoals, floss, yarn and fabric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will all be donated to a women's shelter right after the 1st of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently the girls (now 6 and 4.5) have really taken to do-it-yourself projects. Knowing that I was unable to teach them, I looked to Google and in just a couple of minutes managed to find a host of free activities that were remarkably cool, and provided a full day of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 0900 we started out at HomeDepot for their monthly &lt;a href="http://www.homedepot.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ContentView?pn=Kids_Workshops&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;storeId=10051&amp;amp;catalogId=10053&amp;amp;cm_mmc=thd_marketing-_-vanity-_-kidsworkshop-_-LP"&gt;kids workshop&lt;/a&gt;. I discovered this program a few months ago while Tom shopped for a grill. It is the first Saturday of the month and the kids make adorable projects in about 20 minutes. Today, we made a wagon (below). Last months project was a Trivet. They give the kids an apron (just like the employees), an achievement pin, and a certificate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NWDMbnOnlbNwuZWsG52jyg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SxxLmh02a2I/AAAAAAAAFQ0/j_657-mKVaE/s400/IMG_2666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After HomeDepot, we drove directly to Lowes for their &lt;a href="https://www.lowesbuildandgrow.com/"&gt;Build and Grow Clinic &lt;/a&gt;to make a Wooden Ginger Bread House. I wasn't sure if we wanted to go the this because the craft looked lame in the promotional photo, but it was really cute! In addition to the craft, the girls received an apron, a patch with a Ginger Bread Man on it (which will force me to SEW, but I digress), safety goggles and a certificate. Bean (Purple) and Bee (Pink) made the following ................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qRs5RwkJnOG7zy2cGqh9Qg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SxxLs5PmtOI/AAAAAAAAFQ8/9cbuO0ZXK1E/s400/IMG_2667.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/GLjQnLZ09cIGjM_2TTHDdg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SxxLwPakQGI/AAAAAAAAFRA/pQD5d8xK-ok/s400/IMG_2668.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/http://www.michaels.com/art/online/static?page=store_events"&gt;Michaels&lt;/a&gt; was next on our tour. In just a few moments, the kids made a card and a stocking. They were offering the opportunity to make a Trinket box as well, but we were needing to prepare of part 2 of craft day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/RlUs4HBJd1PB7hJWUt4cSg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SxxLO-tSvvI/AAAAAAAAFQg/4s9u5TRvuEg/s400/IMG_2653.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/CGeooQjpwAWtQ-FOAhkaCw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SxxLBp5mr0I/AAAAAAAAFQU/vDEcgdVqp-U/s400/IMG_2654.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following lunch at Fridays (the kids wanted McDonalds, but Spouse wanted a beer and he was driving) we went to the local Unitarian Church (thanks Jim and Tamara for the invitation) which was having their Craft Workshop. The kids had a wonderful time and for a small donation made these gingerbread houses in addition to cards and ornaments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6cq_bkG0Qs56g9HVU4Lq3A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SxxK4D6KMxI/AAAAAAAAFQM/ePo7UjtK2gQ/s400/IMG_2648.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7IIxJ32gO1gyO6ekfhyIqw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SxxK-Ze1a5I/AAAAAAAAFQQ/JOIiuMjSj6A/s400/IMG_2650.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for under $16 (which includes the paint), the kids walked away from this weekend happy, self confident, and tired.  I walked away with a HUGE jump in the holidays.  And, my house was not impacted by mess or additional clutter.  In some commercials, they call that Priceless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-8589252804493326091?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/8589252804493326091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=8589252804493326091&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/8589252804493326091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/8589252804493326091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/12/craft-weekend-2009.html' title='Craft Weekend - 2009'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SxsK3VeTxWI/AAAAAAAAFPs/9Cs_djvjSM4/s72-c/lowesgingerbreadhouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-1533276293841848448</id><published>2009-12-01T11:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T11:39:55.999-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shitty companies'/><title type='text'>My return e-mail to Hardtimes Spam</title><content type='html'>I have NO idea what has happened to your King Street location, but our service last Sunday (and frankly the last several times we have been there) SUCKED!  Your staff is clueless.  We were there at around noon.  There were about three tables filled upstairs and three staff members working.  It took us 15 minutes to get water while one of the staff stood at the bar and looked as us (I guess that we weren’t at "her" table).  I needed to ask for crayons for the kids 4 times (because we were given placemats to DRAW ON without them).  The food was cold and the entire experience unpleasant.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Please take me off your mailing.  At this point I have NO interest in your promotional materials.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-1533276293841848448?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/1533276293841848448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=1533276293841848448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/1533276293841848448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/1533276293841848448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-return-e-mail-to-hardtimes-spam.html' title='My return e-mail to Hardtimes Spam'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-3357803670583983617</id><published>2009-11-28T14:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T14:13:56.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ms. Bean has a LOT to be Thankful for ................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SxF2btskjVI/AAAAAAAAFOY/1ilHInFmRws/s1600/img222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409234845943762258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SxF2btskjVI/AAAAAAAAFOY/1ilHInFmRws/s400/img222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-3357803670583983617?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/3357803670583983617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=3357803670583983617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3357803670583983617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3357803670583983617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/11/ms-bean-has-lot-to-be-thankful-for.html' title='Ms. Bean has a LOT to be Thankful for ................'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SxF2btskjVI/AAAAAAAAFOY/1ilHInFmRws/s72-c/img222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-1226933746668402351</id><published>2009-11-26T13:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T13:57:57.108-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>The worlds BEST present!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/Sw7MC_1PORI/AAAAAAAAFL0/AGmnvmCcDEM/s1600/img220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/Sw7MC_1PORI/AAAAAAAAFL0/AGmnvmCcDEM/s400/img220.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Look at the charming note that greeted me this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Family - I hope you have a splended Thanksgiving. Love, Sarah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly am blessed! Happy Turkey Day! &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-1226933746668402351?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/1226933746668402351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=1226933746668402351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/1226933746668402351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/1226933746668402351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/11/worlds-best-present.html' title='The worlds BEST present!'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/Sw7MC_1PORI/AAAAAAAAFL0/AGmnvmCcDEM/s72-c/img220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-3887870885961857516</id><published>2009-11-17T09:20:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T19:12:25.225-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Sisters in November</title><content type='html'>Last week, Ms. Bean and Little Bee jumped into their kitchen chairs and demanded pens and paper. They were determined to demonstrate to each other what their sister/family meant to them by making each other a card. Always one to encourage sisterly love, I immediately complied before disappearing into the abyss of the Internet. When I emerged, their were 2 remarkable compositions on the kitchen table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3pDY9xQ_aJ9HbqeXboSTHg?authkey=Gv1sRgCJ3lpvzbvezWRA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SwM3hHvgQKI/AAAAAAAAFKk/QQ6gg-sxpmU/s400/Nov2009Sisters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above is Ms. Beans drawing. What is more special then spending time with your sister, in a field of flowers, while enjoying a light spring rain in your Sunday dresses? Sure beats&lt;br /&gt;lifetime imprisonment with the rest of us (see Little Bee's masterpeice below) ...............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fNJ_uwJF8xocm0LmkrDe6A?authkey=Gv1sRgCJ3lpvzbvezWRA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SwM32jbxESI/AAAAAAAAFLA/4e38u2vyyXU/s400/SistersLeahNov2009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, they were consistant with the rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-3887870885961857516?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/3887870885961857516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=3887870885961857516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3887870885961857516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3887870885961857516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/11/sisters-in-november.html' title='Sisters in November'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SwM3hHvgQKI/AAAAAAAAFKk/QQ6gg-sxpmU/s72-c/Nov2009Sisters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-1587800803794883252</id><published>2009-10-29T15:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:52:42.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She finished early?</title><content type='html'>Look what I found on the back of Ms. Beans math worksheet!  So much more fun then basic subtraction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SuoATTWc-ZI/AAAAAAAAFDg/49Y_JWQh0tc/s1600-h/img205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398127434968922514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SuoATTWc-ZI/AAAAAAAAFDg/49Y_JWQh0tc/s320/img205.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SuoAGAxc4EI/AAAAAAAAFDY/KmwGZ5HH1AY/s1600-h/img205.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/Sun_6alwtEI/AAAAAAAAFDQ/7n2SOnm0-L4/s1600-h/img205.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/Sun_sPcnXvI/AAAAAAAAFDI/wUOHDvksg1U/s1600-h/img205.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-1587800803794883252?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/1587800803794883252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=1587800803794883252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/1587800803794883252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/1587800803794883252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/10/she-finished-early.html' title='She finished early?'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SuoATTWc-ZI/AAAAAAAAFDg/49Y_JWQh0tc/s72-c/img205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-3694136733379059172</id><published>2009-10-29T15:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:46:30.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Community Helpers</title><content type='html'>I think that we can all see what Ms. Bean thought of her H1N1 Vaccine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/Sun-2pLyivI/AAAAAAAAFDA/fzUdLe7ddvk/s1600-h/img204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398125843101944562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/Sun-2pLyivI/AAAAAAAAFDA/fzUdLe7ddvk/s320/img204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-3694136733379059172?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/3694136733379059172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=3694136733379059172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3694136733379059172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3694136733379059172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/10/community-helpers.html' title='Community Helpers'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/Sun-2pLyivI/AAAAAAAAFDA/fzUdLe7ddvk/s72-c/img204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-5817224004027393082</id><published>2009-10-20T16:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T16:34:13.940-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Sunflowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/St4skKGMUII/AAAAAAAAE7c/vBYGknDRTfk/s1600-h/SDOct202009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394798403333673090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/St4skKGMUII/AAAAAAAAE7c/vBYGknDRTfk/s320/SDOct202009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Ms. Bean. Age 6.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-5817224004027393082?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/5817224004027393082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=5817224004027393082&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5817224004027393082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5817224004027393082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/10/flowers.html' title='Sunflowers'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/St4skKGMUII/AAAAAAAAE7c/vBYGknDRTfk/s72-c/SDOct202009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-7051308759480613736</id><published>2009-10-15T15:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T16:32:06.415-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Ms.Beans drawing on a random day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Ve1Lcwq3dxEi5M2llnFt1A?authkey=Gv1sRgCJ3lpvzbvezWRA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SteJqx3ATZI/AAAAAAAAE5I/qqmPHtrdt0A/s400/SDOct152009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommys car is driving to my school for a parent/teacher conference.  My dad is inside the house and I am waving goodbye in a rocking chair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-7051308759480613736?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/7051308759480613736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=7051308759480613736&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/7051308759480613736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/7051308759480613736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/10/msbeans-drawing-on-random-day.html' title='Ms.Beans drawing on a random day'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SteJqx3ATZI/AAAAAAAAE5I/qqmPHtrdt0A/s72-c/SDOct152009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-7302027557767963742</id><published>2009-10-08T08:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T08:32:55.414-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hockey'/><title type='text'>Over Heard on a Tuesday Night</title><content type='html'>(During the 1st Hockey Intermission)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean dials the phone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello Susie"&lt;br /&gt;"I called to say goodnight"&lt;br /&gt;"I love you, too"&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy and Daddy are watching the Hockey Game, and it is tied, but right now, the Caps are all taking their naps"&lt;br /&gt;"OK, See you tomorrow".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-7302027557767963742?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/7302027557767963742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=7302027557767963742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/7302027557767963742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/7302027557767963742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/10/over-heard-on-tuesday-night.html' title='Over Heard on a Tuesday Night'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-8837523949196710235</id><published>2009-09-26T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T13:38:52.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Bee's Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/Sr5fuzPvvBI/AAAAAAAAEsY/9OWgBQl5OZg/s1600-h/LeahSept2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/Sr5fuzPvvBI/AAAAAAAAEsY/9OWgBQl5OZg/s400/LeahSept2009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The assignment was to do a SELF PORTRAIT.  However, Little Bee does not feel complete without the rest of us.  Mommy LOVES it when little girls choose not to follow directions for good reasons.  I am also particularly fond of the sporty glasses on her father.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-8837523949196710235?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/8837523949196710235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=8837523949196710235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/8837523949196710235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/8837523949196710235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-bees-family.html' title='Little Bee&apos;s Family'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/Sr5fuzPvvBI/AAAAAAAAEsY/9OWgBQl5OZg/s72-c/LeahSept2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-3337023793544527419</id><published>2009-09-25T18:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T18:27:23.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Crappy Meal --- Another Nasty E-mail</title><content type='html'>Dear Einstein Bagels -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a HORRIBLE experience we had during lunch today at your Baileys Crossroads store. My mother, daughter and I went in at lunch time. There were 2 people at the counter and a large crowd formed. At which point, one of the women disappeared, and came back a few minutes later without her apron and with her lunch. Then, the two women argued (presumably about this being an inappropriate time to take a break, though I cant be sure because they weren't speaking English). After a LONG time, the remaining woman started making sandwiches without asking what kind of bagel we wanted. At this point, the crowd was HUGE. When we told her that we wanted a different type of bagel and no cream cheese on our sandwich, she began to SCREAM at my mother and accuse her of not being able to read while pointing to the (confusing) menu board. All of this was witnessed by the woman on her break and (at least) 10 customers in line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your bathroom is FILTHY and the whole restaurant smelled old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to believe that in todays economy, this is the BEST you can get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your credit, at the very end of this experience, a gentleman came to the counter who appeared to have a clue, and did allow me to trade in my MOLDY fruit salad for the fresh. Silver lining?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-3337023793544527419?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/3337023793544527419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=3337023793544527419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3337023793544527419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3337023793544527419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-crappy-meal-another-nasty-e.html' title='Another Crappy Meal --- Another Nasty E-mail'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-9202057678066990686</id><published>2009-09-10T17:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T17:15:57.398-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><title type='text'>Welcome Home!</title><content type='html'>We said we would never do it again, but, never is a LONG time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Luna:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ChDFDrEdDRpnmiNjagxWBw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/Sql3CLKd91I/AAAAAAAAEm8/05AS0O1zsNY/s400/IMG_1786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Pluto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PYrkhyZk_Rn1dGq2yJQoVQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/Sql3RHY1BfI/AAAAAAAAEnA/qZa586Vzo8I/s400/IMG_1788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect that the fish might be in trouble?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-9202057678066990686?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/9202057678066990686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=9202057678066990686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/9202057678066990686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/9202057678066990686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/09/welcome-home.html' title='Welcome Home!'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/Sql3CLKd91I/AAAAAAAAEm8/05AS0O1zsNY/s72-c/IMG_1786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-2738463954229082504</id><published>2009-09-08T16:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T16:51:52.423-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ms. bean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>The 1st Grade Constitution</title><content type='html'>Today was Ms. Beans first day of 1st grade (and Little Bee's 1st day of Pre-K, but that is the subject of another post).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the course of the day the 1st Graders worked on, and wrote up the Constitution that they would abide by during the school year.  The Constitution was then transferred to paper, and sent home for the parents and students to sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First Grade Constitution:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Treat others the way you want to be treated (Ms. Bean enthusiastically informed me that this one is hers).&lt;br /&gt;2) Keep your hands and feet to yourself&lt;br /&gt;3) Raise your hand&lt;br /&gt;4) Don't talk when the teacher is talking or reading.&lt;br /&gt;5) Sit up to learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to Ms. Bean and the rest of her friends.  We look foreword to an amazing academic year.  For the record, I never mastered any of these Constitutional Articles, and aside from maybe keeping my feet to myself, doubt I ever will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-2738463954229082504?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/2738463954229082504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=2738463954229082504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/2738463954229082504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/2738463954229082504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/09/1st-grade-constitution.html' title='The 1st Grade Constitution'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-5614943339227836781</id><published>2009-09-08T13:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T13:22:29.555-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>What happens at Papa's, does not STAY at Papa's</title><content type='html'>The other night I heard the following discussion between Ms. Bean and her "Uncle" Tim -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim - "So, how was the rest of your summer"?&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean - "Oh, it was GREAT!  I got to stay with my Papa and Susie, and my Papa fed me PIE for Breakfast".  (pause)  "But I only ate the crust".&lt;br /&gt;Tim - "Really?  Did he eat pie also"?&lt;br /&gt;Miss Bean - "No.  He just read his paper  (she spread her arms out to simulate the act of holding a newspaper) and said over and over, "I wonder if this will make Susie mad"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; worry Papa. NO ONE WILL EVER FIND OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-5614943339227836781?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/5614943339227836781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=5614943339227836781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5614943339227836781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5614943339227836781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-happens-at-papas-does-not-stay-at.html' title='What happens at Papa&apos;s, does not STAY at Papa&apos;s'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-6744792371814203512</id><published>2009-09-01T09:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T09:21:51.713-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Bee'/><title type='text'>Overheard last weekend</title><content type='html'>Little Bee (while sitting on the toilet) - Mommy, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Me - I love you too.&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee - Mommy, I love you so much that for your birthday,  I am going to draw you a very special picture.  It will be a picture of your very favorite thing.&lt;br /&gt;Me - Really?  What is my very favorite thing?&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee - It will be a picture of a poop, in the potty.  Because that is your favorite thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm.  I wonder how much that particular peice of art will get me on ebay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-6744792371814203512?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/6744792371814203512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=6744792371814203512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6744792371814203512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6744792371814203512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/09/overheard-last-weekend.html' title='Overheard last weekend'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-8922010156024950102</id><published>2009-08-11T17:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T17:47:17.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanut Butter and ............................</title><content type='html'>2:45 this afternoon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Girls, I am going into the store to get a few things for the drive tomorrow.  What kind of Jelly do you want with your Peanut butter sandwiches?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean - Raspberry.  Raspberry JAM!  Not jelly!  I only like Jam!  Jelly is too lumpy.  So, get me Jam, OK?  OK Mom?  Raspberry Jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee - (sigh), Chocolate Jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: They don't make Chocolate Jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee - Then I wont eat anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be a VERY long vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-8922010156024950102?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/8922010156024950102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=8922010156024950102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/8922010156024950102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/8922010156024950102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/08/peanut-butter-and.html' title='Peanut Butter and ............................'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-5837777894513696606</id><published>2009-08-10T16:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T16:33:44.083-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Day 2 - Topsail</title><content type='html'>So, I forgot the component that uploads the photos from the camera (along with all toiletries, most of our food, and a pair of shoes for Tom). BUT never fear, Bean and Bee took care of the storytelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Ms. Beans day from beginning to end. She "awoke, went to the beach, and ate". Her words, not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dSrv6WBkkguklF1fiFPZVw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SoCRi-D4WXI/AAAAAAAAEbs/qHmq5MN4L6U/s400/IMG00032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of Little Bee's day is below. Here she is on the dock at seaTulls with Tom and Ms. Bean (all on their designated colors) after they pulled up the crab pot. In the background is the house, and I am taking photos of the three of them (in blue). You will see the actual photos in a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/-Ou7bjFKqXsXsd3KprRElg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SoCRi1UZx8I/AAAAAAAAEbw/W3IlkfqYQFw/s400/IMG00031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like vacations better through their eyes anyway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-5837777894513696606?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/5837777894513696606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=5837777894513696606&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5837777894513696606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5837777894513696606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-2-topsail.html' title='Day 2 - Topsail'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SoCRi-D4WXI/AAAAAAAAEbs/qHmq5MN4L6U/s72-c/IMG00032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-6433987221529076095</id><published>2009-08-09T17:30:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T18:25:56.412-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>We're in Topsail!</title><content type='html'>This morning started our great adventure! Tom and I are on leave for the next two weeks, and are enjoying a few days at Gary and Jana's lovely home in North Carolina before heading to Disney World to meet the Woolcotts for a week long visit with Mickey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke the girls up earlier then I should have this morning (in part because I was so excited) and as a result forgot EVERYTHING that I planned to bring (to include 90% of the food that we prepared and shopped for). So, while Tom Tom is at the grocery store, I had the girls draw pictures of what they did on Day 1 of their vacation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cXai-hBwH62YxX5bYY6ymQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/Sn9TiVyA7RI/AAAAAAAAEa8/P18izX2s-ig/s400/IMG00029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean merged reality and fantasy to create the above collage. We have a 6-hour ride strapped into her booster, followed by a visit with a mermaid, and then dinner! Hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0tYp7IeRil--sBSiFbhGJA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/Sn9TiSZHikI/AAAAAAAAEbE/JiXqfS4kuHA/s400/IMG00030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee was more literal, and captured her wading in the Ocean. The first visit I might add, that she truly enjoyed, despite her terrified tears that filled the whole walk to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I will unpack my camera and post some real photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-6433987221529076095?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/6433987221529076095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=6433987221529076095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6433987221529076095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6433987221529076095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/08/were-in-topsail.html' title='We&apos;re in Topsail!'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/Sn9TiVyA7RI/AAAAAAAAEa8/P18izX2s-ig/s72-c/IMG00029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-4064361772115926394</id><published>2009-07-29T09:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T09:40:54.648-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>The Driver</title><content type='html'>For the past couple of days I have been driving Ms. Bean and her friend (Malcolm) to a Theater Camp.  I have, for the most part, become completely invisible while the two of them chat away.  Once in a while I get to say something, but I am getting the impression that I am an “annoyance that needs to be dealt with”, vice a productive member of the carpool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that I am rather enjoying this role. It both allows me to eavesdrop onto her world and discover what is really on her mind PLUS their discussions are hysterically funny.  I promised myself that I would start to write some snippets down so that I would remember them.  What better place then my (much loved but rarely used) blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malcolm – I wonder when that library will be finished with construction.  It was big to begin with, now its going to be huge&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean – Have you ever been to that library?&lt;br /&gt;Malcolm – No, but I drive by it every Sunday when I go to Church.&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean – What do you do at Church?&lt;br /&gt;Malcolm – I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean – Do you like Church?&lt;br /&gt;Malcolm – Yes.  They have snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean – I really want to be Glenda in the play (Wizard of Oz).&lt;br /&gt;Malcolm – I want to be a monkey, or the Wizard.  I could be both because the monkeys and the Wizard are never in the same scene.&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean  – I want to be a girly character, like Glenda or Dorothy.  I DON’T want to play a boy.&lt;br /&gt;Malcolm – Hmmmm.  Maybe I can be a Monkey, and a tree that throws apples at Dorothy.&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean  - (after some contemplation) – Well, if I am Dorothy and you are a tree and you throw apples at me ……. I will just turn my head and walk off stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to see what Thursday brings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-4064361772115926394?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/4064361772115926394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=4064361772115926394&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4064361772115926394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4064361772115926394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/07/driver.html' title='The Driver'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-2808037212420535591</id><published>2009-07-27T09:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T09:24:12.374-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids; places to visit with kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ms. bean'/><title type='text'>The Perfect Day</title><content type='html'>As a parent, there are many verbal milestones that you look forward to.  Their first word.  Their first song.  The first time that they say "I love you".  The first time that they read you a book.  This morning, Ms. Bean surprised me with a sentence I was unprepared for, and it warmed my heart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, yesterday was the very best day of my whole life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent yesterday with Toms brother Robert and my parents, enjoying a boat ride from Alexandria to Georgetown for lunch, and the return trip.  It was a wonderful day, but "the best of my whole life" is a pretty rich statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What was so special about it" I asked.  Mildly stunned but delighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a thoughtful and deliberate manner, I got the following response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, it was beautiful out, the wind blew in my hair, and I was with everyone I love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just bottle her up now.  I never want to forget this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-2808037212420535591?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/2808037212420535591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=2808037212420535591&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/2808037212420535591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/2808037212420535591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/07/perfect-day.html' title='The Perfect Day'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-6735282430159079563</id><published>2009-06-26T16:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T16:54:29.901-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Bee'/><title type='text'>Little Bee's Day (as told to Grandma Susie)</title><content type='html'>I had a snack but I didn't like the frosting on the cupcakes, because it was lemon and I do not like lemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had lunch and I just ate the applesauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also took a nap,and the best of all, I made a hola skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all the things I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-6735282430159079563?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/6735282430159079563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=6735282430159079563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6735282430159079563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6735282430159079563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-bees-day-as-told-to-grandma.html' title='Little Bee&apos;s Day (as told to Grandma Susie)'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-4668099828243478020</id><published>2009-06-16T07:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T07:49:52.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ms. Bean - Home is where the Heart Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SjeU8DFB9LI/AAAAAAAAEBE/MdozTh2twGw/s1600-h/Home+is+where+the+Heart+is.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SjeU8DFB9LI/AAAAAAAAEBE/MdozTh2twGw/s320/Home+is+where+the+Heart+is.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-4668099828243478020?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/4668099828243478020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=4668099828243478020&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4668099828243478020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4668099828243478020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/06/ms-bean-home-is-where-heart-is.html' title='Ms. Bean - Home is where the Heart Is'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SjeU8DFB9LI/AAAAAAAAEBE/MdozTh2twGw/s72-c/Home+is+where+the+Heart+is.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-154688707994972064</id><published>2009-06-16T07:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T08:24:46.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Get out the Pens!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SjeT_vawtnI/AAAAAAAAEA8/2N7QVJC-HDA/s1600-h/img031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SjeT_vawtnI/AAAAAAAAEA8/2N7QVJC-HDA/s320/img031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;For the better part of a week, Little Bee continually walked around the house asking for "three pens, a pink one, a blue one, and a red one for Love". The timing never seemed right, and we were always in the process of doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; else, so we put off her requests and distracted her with another activity or comment. Finally last Saturday when we had a few moments, Tom gave her some paper and a box of pens and sat her down at the kitchen table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For over a week, she had been wanting to draw herself in Pink (her favorite color) her Mommy in Blue (my favorite color) and a heart for LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of her life, Little Bee will always have a regular supply of pens. &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-154688707994972064?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/154688707994972064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=154688707994972064&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/154688707994972064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/154688707994972064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/06/get-out-pens.html' title='Get out the Pens!'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SjeT_vawtnI/AAAAAAAAEA8/2N7QVJC-HDA/s72-c/img031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-4972415709908626900</id><published>2009-06-14T19:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T19:36:50.704-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Overheard</title><content type='html'>Yesterday while getting dressed to go out for breakfast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean (appearing in a new green dress) - I am wearing green, and I am from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ireland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee (appearing with a huge smile and wearing a red dress) - And I, am wearing red, and am from Cherry Picking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-4972415709908626900?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/4972415709908626900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=4972415709908626900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4972415709908626900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4972415709908626900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/06/overheard.html' title='Overheard'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-6035295281521636276</id><published>2009-06-13T11:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T16:50:36.758-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ms. bean'/><title type='text'>Ms. Bean is 6!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QXWbrSpe-srSeUPOgsmIVQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SjQd2nB8XvI/AAAAAAAAD_c/XFKFCv-fUJk/s400/img030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! What a difference a year makes! 365 days ago, Ms. Bean seemed so grown up! She was finishing pre-school, preparing for Kindergarten, and trying to figure out where she fit into this big puzzle called "life". Today - I honestly believe that she has already identified her path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one year, she has become a highly confident, expressive, lovely young lady. She is also slowly moving away from her nuclear core, and preferring the company of the neighborhood children and her friends from school. Just last summer she slowly moved off the bottom step if the OTV pool and after assuring that we were close by, began to splash and play. This year, she is frequently found in the deep end with her friends, lounging on a ring/noodle, and appearing not to notice if we are even poolside. While I get little pains of sadness at times, I am thrilled that she is growing in such a positive direction. It is also a hoot to watch her contagious laugh and smile from a distance, and witness the joy she brings to others. Perhaps it is time for me to recognize that, well, "she's just not that into me"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She remains an artistic sole, and still has music in her head. On the way to breakfast, she explained that her favorite song at the moment is "Margarettaville", because, it has both "the flute and the maracas". And here, I thought it a simple tale about lost salt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, Ms. Bean continues to be kind and wise beyond her years. She reminds us regularly to do on to others. She is inspiring and delightful. I am privileged to know her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-6035295281521636276?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/6035295281521636276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=6035295281521636276&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6035295281521636276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6035295281521636276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/06/ms-bean-is-6.html' title='Ms. Bean is 6!'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SjQd2nB8XvI/AAAAAAAAD_c/XFKFCv-fUJk/s72-c/img030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-110148666714687045</id><published>2009-05-08T18:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T18:45:51.844-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Overheard on a Friday night</title><content type='html'>Me - "Sarah, your snack is ready"&lt;br /&gt;Me "Sarah"&lt;br /&gt;Me - (progressively louder) "SARAH"&lt;br /&gt;Me - "SARAH! Lets GO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean appears in the Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean - "Sorry Mom. I was just watching Ovechkin go in the penalty box. He hurt a Penguin"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-110148666714687045?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/110148666714687045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=110148666714687045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/110148666714687045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/110148666714687045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/05/overheard-on-friday-night.html' title='Overheard on a Friday night'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-7592845772685425301</id><published>2009-05-06T19:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:45:41.044-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Ms. Bean helps Friends</title><content type='html'>Homework Assignment - Draw a picture of yourself working well with others to show good teamwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dfsd67/DropBox?authkey=Gv1sRgCJ3lpvzbvezWRA&amp;feat=embedwebsite#5332874644661083666"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SgItPAq2HhI/AAAAAAAADxg/o_Wz29-NQRY/s400/Sarah%20helps%20friends.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-7592845772685425301?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/7592845772685425301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=7592845772685425301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/7592845772685425301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/7592845772685425301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/05/ms-bean-helps-friends.html' title='Ms. Bean helps Friends'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SgItPAq2HhI/AAAAAAAADxg/o_Wz29-NQRY/s72-c/Sarah%20helps%20friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-1426962117824159338</id><published>2009-04-27T18:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T18:20:31.698-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>8 years - and counting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SfY9eKiOPWI/AAAAAAAADwY/y3EWbFQxU48/s1600-h/Anniversary8-Sarah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329514797472824674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SfY9eKiOPWI/AAAAAAAADwY/y3EWbFQxU48/s400/Anniversary8-Sarah.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture of the amazing gift Ms. Bean gave us for our Anniversary tomorrow. She needed to present it a day early, because my Dad is treating us to a GAME 7 - while my Mom babysits tomorrow night! It has been a fast and fun ride, and I am looking forward to many many more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tom - my answer still is, and will always be ............... YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-1426962117824159338?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/1426962117824159338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=1426962117824159338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/1426962117824159338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/1426962117824159338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/04/8-years-and-counting.html' title='8 years - and counting!'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SfY9eKiOPWI/AAAAAAAADwY/y3EWbFQxU48/s72-c/Anniversary8-Sarah.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-4637315588997261487</id><published>2009-04-18T20:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:07:07.059-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Overheard from the back seat</title><content type='html'>Ms. Bean - Leah, Stop acting like the boss of everything&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee - (following pause)  I cant be the boss Sarah, I'm a girl.&lt;br /&gt;Ms.Bean - You can be the boss and be a girl Leah.&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee - No.  Because girls are Mommy's, and they don't like to work.  Only Daddy's are the bosses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly - I need to watch what I say around the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-4637315588997261487?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/4637315588997261487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=4637315588997261487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4637315588997261487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4637315588997261487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/04/overheard-from-back-seat.html' title='Overheard from the back seat'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-2893412433514991967</id><published>2009-03-15T13:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T14:03:48.749-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Bee'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Less then 2 hours after writing &lt;a href="http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-14-2009.html"&gt;this post &lt;/a&gt;about Little Bee's kindness and sensitivity, she and I had 2 back to back conversations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) At my parents house:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BB - Mom, I don't want to go home&lt;br /&gt;me - Why Leah?  Do you want to stay here?&lt;br /&gt;BB - I want you to leave, I am going to stay here.&lt;br /&gt;me - Leah, we were going to spend the afternoon together having some special time.&lt;br /&gt;BB - But,  I don't want to be with you&lt;br /&gt;me - Why?&lt;br /&gt;BB - Because I don't like your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 10 minutes later&lt;br /&gt;Susie - Leah, did you have fun at your party yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;BB - no&lt;br /&gt;Me - No?  what was your favorite part?&lt;br /&gt;BB - Nothing&lt;br /&gt;Me - Umm.  What didn't you like?&lt;br /&gt;BB - (after rolling eyes), I didn't like anything. I didn't like the food.  I didn't like the decorations. I didn't like the balloons.  (very long pause)  I just like the presents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell, that 4, is going to be a Good Good time with Little Bee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-2893412433514991967?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/2893412433514991967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=2893412433514991967&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/2893412433514991967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/2893412433514991967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/03/less-then-2-hours-after-writing-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-1005570527077895696</id><published>2009-03-15T08:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T09:16:34.467-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Bee'/><title type='text'>March 14 - 2009</title><content type='html'>Yesterday our Lovely Leah turned 4!  It was a very busy day, but in the morning I had a few moments to reflect on how she has changed over the past year, and how she changed our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday as I watched her sleep,   it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; to me that Leah completes us.  Her generosity and kind nature is grounding and she is a constant reminder to all of us that miracles come in many amazing packages.  Her sense of humor keeps up on our does, and brings laughter into our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In many ways, Leah is your average American Girl.  She is into Princesses, the color Pink (though now she is now leaning more toward Red), butterflies, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jewelry&lt;/span&gt;.  She loves to run, laugh, play with chalk and climb up the slide.  In other ways, she is years beyond her physical self.  A friend of mine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;describes&lt;/span&gt; her as "someone who was her before", and I am not sure that is untrue.  She loves biology, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;constellations&lt;/span&gt;, planets, and classical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;music&lt;/span&gt;.  She also adores her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt; more then life.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Leah's&lt;/span&gt; sense of family and the meaning of the word, appears to have the depth most people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; achieve until they have their own children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years ago today, I was staring into the runny eyes of a child, and wondering how she was going to fit into our world.  I never thought that a simple presents would light up all of our lives the way she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4th Birthday Little Bee!  Mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-1005570527077895696?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/1005570527077895696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=1005570527077895696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/1005570527077895696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/1005570527077895696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-14-2009.html' title='March 14 - 2009'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-4545856768111577925</id><published>2009-03-12T08:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T08:40:22.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A picture for Mommy - Ms. Bean and her sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SbkQvo9x8pI/AAAAAAAADdY/9dYqS7qCI9g/s1600-h/MsBeanandLeah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312295646096650898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SbkQvo9x8pI/AAAAAAAADdY/9dYqS7qCI9g/s400/MsBeanandLeah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SbkQk90QGPI/AAAAAAAADdQ/MlJtPtLa_Pg/s1600-h/MsBeanandLeah.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-4545856768111577925?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/4545856768111577925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=4545856768111577925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4545856768111577925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4545856768111577925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/03/picture-for-mommy-ms-bean-and-her.html' title='A picture for Mommy - Ms. Bean and her sister'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SbkQvo9x8pI/AAAAAAAADdY/9dYqS7qCI9g/s72-c/MsBeanandLeah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-4975817838493954054</id><published>2009-03-10T08:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T08:25:00.280-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Ms. Beans Homework</title><content type='html'>Last nights homework assignment was to write a letter to the Principle and tell her what you like about school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear Dr. Zissios -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my school. I love my teachers Ms. Jackson and Ms. Youngman. I miss Ms. Dwyer and I am sorry she had to leave. Very sorry. I like Art. I like P.E. Its really fun to go to specials. I like to go out to recess and I like to play with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I have learned about money and counting pennies and dimes and Quarters and Nickles. I go on the computer almost every day. I learn how to read, that is what the computer is for. My favorite Special is Music. I get to sing new songs that I didn't know, like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) the Echo&lt;br /&gt;2) Shadow Phobia&lt;br /&gt;3. BFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like my classroom. My favorite center is white board because I get to9 draw whatever I want. Sometimes I even go to the large white board, but we don't do that very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends are Ovie and Pierce. They are really funny. They play with me a lot and I chase them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like my school and everybody there. Sometimes I am afraid of all of the new kids I see, but as long as I am with my friends I have nothing to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, for one, would really like to attend Kindergarten classes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-4975817838493954054?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/4975817838493954054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=4975817838493954054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4975817838493954054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4975817838493954054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/03/ms-beans-homework.html' title='Ms. Beans Homework'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-2443525827572739915</id><published>2009-03-05T19:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T19:37:25.603-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Ms. Bean has a Dream ........................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SbBuyT6_dfI/AAAAAAAADW0/_3KoyNd9fxk/s1600-h/Sarah_Art_-_I_have_a_dream_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309865771290031602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SbBuyT6_dfI/AAAAAAAADW0/_3KoyNd9fxk/s400/Sarah_Art_-_I_have_a_dream_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of the Kindergarten discussion regarding Dr. Martin Luther King, the kids shared their dreams for our country. Ms Bean's dreams that all kids could be safe when they swim. Some would argue that her "dream" might not be as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;inclusive/&lt;/span&gt;meaningful as the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;original&lt;/span&gt;, but I suspect that her swim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;instructors&lt;/span&gt; might be equally as touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-2443525827572739915?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/2443525827572739915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=2443525827572739915&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/2443525827572739915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/2443525827572739915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/03/ms-bean-has-dream.html' title='Ms. Bean has a Dream ........................'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SbBuyT6_dfI/AAAAAAAADW0/_3KoyNd9fxk/s72-c/Sarah_Art_-_I_have_a_dream_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-808298034965395667</id><published>2009-02-19T12:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:55:37.382-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Mommy and Sarah watch Tinkerbell on TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SZ2ZYIrP72I/AAAAAAAADVM/Uqd-5SdLNQs/s1600-h/MommyandLeahwatchmeswim_Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304564576037105506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SZ2ZYIrP72I/AAAAAAAADVM/Uqd-5SdLNQs/s400/MommyandLeahwatchmeswim_Page_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SZ2Y0fSNfVI/AAAAAAAADVE/L0_gJ0moTLY/s1600-h/MommyandLeahwatchmeswim_Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-808298034965395667?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/808298034965395667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=808298034965395667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/808298034965395667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/808298034965395667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/02/mommy-and-leah-watch-ms-bean-swim.html' title='Mommy and Sarah watch Tinkerbell on TV'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SZ2ZYIrP72I/AAAAAAAADVM/Uqd-5SdLNQs/s72-c/MommyandLeahwatchmeswim_Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-6119466357191040326</id><published>2009-02-19T12:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:22:36.282-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>The Grounhdhog - A refresher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SZ2VKmX72HI/AAAAAAAADU8/kYOaFEN_v70/s1600-h/SarahGroundhog_Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304559945444481138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SZ2VKmX72HI/AAAAAAAADU8/kYOaFEN_v70/s400/SarahGroundhog_Page_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As colored and Illustrated (bottom right) by Ms. Bean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-6119466357191040326?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/6119466357191040326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=6119466357191040326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6119466357191040326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6119466357191040326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/02/grounhdhog-refresher.html' title='The Grounhdhog - A refresher'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SZ2VKmX72HI/AAAAAAAADU8/kYOaFEN_v70/s72-c/SarahGroundhog_Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-7140698536609917723</id><published>2009-02-17T19:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:47:32.888-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids; places to visit with kids'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(Ms. Beans assignment was to Dictate an adventure that she had in the past, and tell us what she remembered.  Here is the trip she took to the Baltimore Aquarium a year ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first visit to the Aquarium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the aquarium with mommy and the rest of my family.  Leah, Grandma, Grandpa, Daddy, and Mommy were all there.  On the way into the Aquarium, we saw a statue of shark teeth.  When I first went in the door, I saw pictures of animals close up.  They made me feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the dolphin show.  It was really cool.  The dolphins did a lot of tricks and they even splashed a little.  I saw sharks too!  I wasn’t afraid.  The sharks have big teeth.  I ran around seeing all kinds of Sharks from the top to the bottom.  I saw a jelly fish.  The jelly fish looked like a shell, but when I saw the legs I knew that it was a Jelly fish.  There were rainbow fish and black fish.  There were tiny fish.  I even saw puffins.  I saw sting rays.  Some were spotted, some were striped.  I even saw a few crabs.  The crabs had pink shells and purple shells.  Some even had yellow shells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and my father saw an Octopus.  I was too scared, so I didn’t go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw some frogs.  The frogs where red, blue and some were black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Dolphin show, we can go under the Dolphin lake and see them behind the glass under water.  During the Dolphin Show, we see a movie about taking care of the Dolphins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolphins have a belly bottom just like us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a place where you can touch real animals.  I touched a snail where it was slimmed.  They also taught me how to pick up a stingray without getting stung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our visit, we go to the gift shop.  They have bouncy fish balls and Dolphins that are sparkly.    Papa bought me a frog magnet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to go back soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-7140698536609917723?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/7140698536609917723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=7140698536609917723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/7140698536609917723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/7140698536609917723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/02/ms.html' title=''/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-5308543274164993274</id><published>2009-02-08T21:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T21:06:05.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Random things</title><content type='html'>You have either heard of the "25 Random Things about me", or, you have been living under a rock.  I tried not to do it, and posted a letter in its place explaining that I am simply not an interesting individual.  That didn't fly with my friends.  Here is another attempt ............. XO  D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I remember the first time that my husband spoke to me vividly, and it was 3 years before we met.  He said hello at the local post office.  I was new in town and hadn’t met many people.  It was nice to have someone talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;2) I absolutely hate rodents, especially rats.  If I see one, I will never return to that location.  It is for this reason that Tom convinced me that the thing in front of our Payne Street house was a Possum.&lt;br /&gt;3) Tom and I were told that we would never have children naturally.  Therefore, we will always consider Leah to be our “miracle child”.&lt;br /&gt;4) Sarah was IVF, and it was a long, painful road to conception.  The second that she was born, we knew that she was worth the wait.&lt;br /&gt;5) I don’t like to work.  It’s not the job, but the fact that is has to be done.  Knowing that makes going to work easier.&lt;br /&gt;6) My mother is my hero.  She didn’t like to wok either.&lt;br /&gt;7) My father is my very favorite person.  I didn’t like him very much as a teen.&lt;br /&gt;8) I am not a vegetarian, but have a fundamental problem with hunters/hunting.  I don’t believe that people should enjoy the act of killing and destruction.&lt;br /&gt;9) I can’t spell&lt;br /&gt;10) I am the very best parallel parker you will ever meet.  No idea why, because my driving leaves something to be desired.&lt;br /&gt;11) I have loved the Washington Capitals for 28 years.  Prior to the Caps, I was a Bruins Fan.  I have NEVER been a Red Wings Fan&lt;br /&gt;12) I don’t like the Redskins, even when they’re winning&lt;br /&gt;13) I don’t like the Wizards, even when they’re loosing.&lt;br /&gt;14) I call my kids “Bean” and “Bee”.&lt;br /&gt;15) I feel guilty every single day for something related to my girls.  Sometimes it is not spending enough time with them, or, not having enough patience, or not saying the right thing.  I hope that one day they know I tried my very best and adore them every second.&lt;br /&gt;16) I detest Okra.&lt;br /&gt;17) I take pictures almost every single day.  They don’t always get uploaded, but I take them.&lt;br /&gt;18) My parents have always said that I can be counted on to say the exact wrong thing at the exact wrong time.  I kind of like that trait.&lt;br /&gt;19) At the age of 32, I tracked down my 5th grade teacher and asked him to change the grade on a science paper because his written justification didn’t support the loss of a ½ letter.  He, visibly shaken, agreed.  Then we got drunk and talked about people.&lt;br /&gt;20) I am finding this a very uncomfortable exercise.&lt;br /&gt;21) I really like face book.  It makes me laugh every day.  I have some pretty cool friends.  I have also “de-friended” some really creepy people.&lt;br /&gt;22) I can no longer just watch TV or just surf the internet.  I must do them simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;23) I don’t like ground beef.  You really never know what is ground into it.&lt;br /&gt;24) I cant drink beer out of a bottle.  I try, but I spill.  If you don’t have a glass, I will settle for a can.&lt;br /&gt;25) I have been very blessed with good lasting friends.  My husband is my best friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-5308543274164993274?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/5308543274164993274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=5308543274164993274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5308543274164993274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5308543274164993274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-random-things.html' title='25 Random things'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-3565382282374563837</id><published>2009-01-23T09:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T18:11:04.267-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet and exercise'/><title type='text'>The 95210 for Health</title><content type='html'>Ms. Bean came home from school detailing the 9-5-2-1-0 for health.  It was distributed at the Elementary School Level - but is good health advice for all of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 - get 9 hours of sleep a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean and Little Bee are pretty successful at this one.  Even with the average 4 rounds of musical beds that we play a night, they still get close.  Tom gets about 8-hours, but I cant imaging that his snoring allows for 8-GOOD hours.  Me?  Ha!  Maybe 5, 7 with a well thought out Ambien! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - 5 Servings of fruits and vegetables each day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean and Little Bee are served 5 servings of fruits and vegetables a day.  Consuming them is another story.  I attempt to get 1 with each mean and another at night.  Successful 1/2 the time.  Tom?  For the sake of our marriage, I'm not going there.  Let's just way that there are generally only 2 colors on his plate, and Green is rarely one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - Limit screen time to 2 hours a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAIL ACROSS THE BOARD.  But, we are trying to do better .............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - get at least 1 hour of exercise a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm.  The kids are getting this due to P.E. and Recess.  I used to before I moved across town from my friend Patty!  But, we are going to try harder, RIGHT PATTY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0 - NO sugary drinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success on all fronts!  Thanks to Tom's New Years resolution and the kids milk/water preferences,  we have achieved 1/5 Healthy Habits.  Now, let us get to work on the rest ...............................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-3565382282374563837?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/3565382282374563837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=3565382282374563837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3565382282374563837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3565382282374563837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/01/95210-for-health.html' title='The 95210 for Health'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-3566954803164924596</id><published>2009-01-20T14:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T14:51:09.599-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random comments'/><title type='text'>The End of an Error</title><content type='html'>Today at 12:07 pm EST, I received the following text message from CNN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Barack Obama has been sworn in as the nation's 44th president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure what this will ultimately mean for our country.  Time will tell.  However, based on the energy in the city and the happiness expressed in the eyes of my daughters, I am certain things are looking up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-3566954803164924596?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/3566954803164924596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=3566954803164924596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3566954803164924596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3566954803164924596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/01/end-of-error.html' title='The End of an Error'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-4613784921668842212</id><published>2009-01-14T15:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T15:37:00.696-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shitty companies'/><title type='text'>My e-mail to Starbucks regarding their PTO Location</title><content type='html'>For the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; in a row, I visited your store at about 0830 in the morning.  As a stock holder, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt; gold club member, and credit card holder, I was DISGUSTED with the service that I received.  During BOTH visits, there was NO COFFEE MADE IN THE STORE.  All I wanted on both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;occasions&lt;/span&gt;, was 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;grande&lt;/span&gt; coffees and 2 scones, and on both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;occasions&lt;/span&gt; I needed to wait for the crew to make coffee.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Further&lt;/span&gt;, they actually appeared surprised when I ordered coffee at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt;.  Does anyone order anything else in your stores?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I returned January 10, thinking that my visit on January 3 was an isolated incident, but was shocked to get the same treatment.  Please tell me that this is not a growing trend in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt; stores across America, and the PTO facility has chosen to use its "B" crew on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V/R  Diane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-4613784921668842212?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/4613784921668842212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=4613784921668842212&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4613784921668842212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4613784921668842212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-e-mail-to-starbucks-regarding-their.html' title='My e-mail to Starbucks regarding their PTO Location'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-4623081669599316700</id><published>2009-01-01T08:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T10:07:33.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Good morning and Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susie mentioned the other day that I don't blog enough and though she was using it as an example it to highlight my excessive facebook/BB time, I took note and promised to blog something in the New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We appear to have made it though the holidays with little permanent physical or psychological damage.  It was a 3-week journey filled with field trips, parties, and visitors.  While the energy and excitement level was high, I think that all four of us are looking forward to a few days of down time before returning to school/work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December started with very cold weather, and Ms. Bean being invited to ride the school board float in the Scottish Parade.  Since she is still only 5 (though acting more like a teenager all the time) , I went with her and it was a highlight of the month for both of us (though 1 month later I am finally defrosting). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the month, my Mom and I took the girls to the Alexandria Ballet version of the Nutcracker which was a delight, we attended a few birthday parties, and in the 14th we really kicked off our Holiday Festivities with Wassail at &lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/clmo/"&gt;Claude Moore Farm&lt;/a&gt;.  While Little-Bee, Tom and my Dad beat on trees and left bread for the birds to assure a good harvest, Susie and Ms. Bean cooked a Goose in the colonial kitchen.  I ran back and forth with my camera and tried to capture it all.  Interestingly, it was the first time that Ms. Bean made the correlation between the fowl on the kitchen table and the animals in the farm.  I thought from the original shock she demonstrated that we might have a little vegetarian on our hands, but she appeared to recover by the end of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point we got up our tree, send holiday cards, polished the menorah, wrapped, laughed and danced.  Ms. Beans school had a holiday concert which was delightful and baby-bee invited me to attend her school holiday party.  The girls went canoeing with Santa at the YMCA, and we attended our office parties, a couple neighborhood parties, and a Festivous Celebration which included a POLE and the TUR-DUCK-HEN that my in laws sent us as out Christmas Present.  Ugh, yeah.  We also managed to squeeze in a mini "stay-cation" with trips to the Natural History Museum, the (newly renovated) American History Museum, and the Zoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas eve we spent at Bill and Tara Lenz house, Christmas day at home where Tom cooked dinner for 12 and made it look seamless.  The day after Christmas Carolyn came for a along weekend, and on the 30th my dad turned 66 which afforded us the opportunity to visit with my Brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while this reads like one of the many Christmas Letters we received this month, it might explain my lack of blogging and utter exhaustion that I am currently experiencing.  January promises to be slower (though we are beginning Ice Skating Lessons for both girls this month and Ms. Bean starts art classes at the &lt;a href="http://www.theartleague.org/school/"&gt;Art League&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No real resolutions this year, I never seem to keep them so really don't see the point.  However, I have an informal self commitment to finish my 2008 book over the Inauguration Break (any bets) and I, of course, need to drop a few pounds.  That, is for another post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just heard to knock at the door, which means we have our first New Years visitor!  Wishing all of my readers a Peaceful and Prosperous New Year!  DON'T FORGET to eat your Back eyed Peas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-4623081669599316700?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/4623081669599316700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=4623081669599316700&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4623081669599316700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4623081669599316700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-3212478868153614947</id><published>2008-12-24T23:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T23:41:15.488-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>The Reindeer and Rudolph have been fed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/iLcHHUK6PBO3BJbDOXdweA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SVMM3oA3JXI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/yiFEcVqLJfA/s400/IMG_9400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookies and Milk are ready for Santa (does anyone else think its cool that Ms.Bean thought that Santa would like this cookie the most?):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5Ahec03oUaJZrrYSDhsiEw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SVMM8nVwEPI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/E6Oa7hi3kx4/s400/IMG_9401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the living room looks like a Rockwell Painting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/IxHVIZ3lH3vz-ci15yGH-Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SVMNS70Ae6I/AAAAAAAAC_o/UFVaKCPhdvg/s400/IMG_9404.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to All - And to All a Good Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-3212478868153614947?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/3212478868153614947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=3212478868153614947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3212478868153614947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3212478868153614947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SVMM3oA3JXI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/yiFEcVqLJfA/s72-c/IMG_9400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-3081593724679680173</id><published>2008-12-19T08:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T08:34:37.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please DONT Pick Up Your Toys!</title><content type='html'>...............because when Mommy has to pick them up, she gets to see this first thing in the morning ..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/D9bjv-hk2whlFa4jUyAqZw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SUuaer5tTfI/AAAAAAAACyo/FdtRGu8qXKA/s400/IMG_9180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dfsd67/Fun?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-3081593724679680173?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/3081593724679680173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=3081593724679680173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3081593724679680173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3081593724679680173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/12/please-dont-pick-up-your-toys.html' title='Please DONT Pick Up Your Toys!'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SUuaer5tTfI/AAAAAAAACyo/FdtRGu8qXKA/s72-c/IMG_9180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-8937568931630119417</id><published>2008-12-14T11:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T11:54:28.699-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ms. bean'/><title type='text'>Bon Voyage</title><content type='html'>This morning, Ms. Bean got angry at me for the unforgivable act of taking rainbow glitter away after a 4 oz spill in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following could be heard following a obligatory sulking period:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Bean - Mommy, I am moving to Texas, because I don't like it in Virginia.&lt;br /&gt;Me - I will miss you very much&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean - no you wont, you will forget all about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me - I will miss you very much, but if you are going to move, you should say good bye to Susie and Papa, they will miss you to.&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean - Daddy - I am moving to Texas, good bye.&lt;br /&gt;Tom - Hmmmm.  Why Texas?  Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean - Where's the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean - I messed up the numbers.  Can you help me call Susie?  Please?&lt;br /&gt;Me - This is just a thought, but if you cant dial the numbers, how are you going to navigate an airport?  I think you better stay in Virginia.&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean - I'm not taking a phone with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean - Good Bye Susie.  Good bye.  I'm moving to Texas.  Because I don't like Virginia, and Mommy wouldn't let me mix all of the glue and glitter together.  Why?  Ok, then I will move to France.  Ok.  Ill miss you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Susie ........... (sob sob sob), I dont know how to speak French.  How will I move there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom - Who wants to help me make pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean - Can I crack the eggs?  Bye Bye Susie!  Mommy ............... I'm not moving to Texas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-8937568931630119417?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/8937568931630119417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=8937568931630119417&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/8937568931630119417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/8937568931630119417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/12/bon-voyage.html' title='Bon Voyage'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-625872145724225138</id><published>2008-12-10T17:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:31:19.072-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ms. bean'/><title type='text'>Art</title><content type='html'>These 2 pictures have been floating around for a while and I wanted to make sure that I got them posted. The first was done in October and is Ms. Bean "dressed as Ballerina". The second is a pastel drawing of "what see's when she looks out her bedroom window" (the Masonic Temple and Street Lights).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/VkD9bAqmGRj3yy-f_FdLxg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SUA_ix1J2sI/AAAAAAAACpk/rsf6f9-3_ok/s400/Sarah%20Art%20001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/247lP0d915NqGYo7dBp9sA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SUA_GgtLmFI/AAAAAAAACpE/w73TcEJqszs/s400/From%20Sarah%27s%20Window%2011-28-2008%20002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-625872145724225138?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/625872145724225138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=625872145724225138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/625872145724225138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/625872145724225138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/12/art.html' title='Art'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SUA_ix1J2sI/AAAAAAAACpk/rsf6f9-3_ok/s72-c/Sarah%20Art%20001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-7517200684836600670</id><published>2008-12-01T14:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:51:21.095-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Bee'/><title type='text'>Little Bee and her Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/STQ_oAWc8QI/AAAAAAAACko/apLqk9VLMwo/s1600-h/November292008LEAHandMommybyLEAH_Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274911020079182082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/STQ_oAWc8QI/AAAAAAAACko/apLqk9VLMwo/s320/November292008LEAHandMommybyLEAH_Page_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other night Ms. Bean was doing a picture with pastels when her sister jumped up and decided to draw with us.  She asked he to draw our front door and the wreath.  The people (she and I) , grass, sun and sky was all her!  Hate to brag, but my kids got talent! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-7517200684836600670?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/7517200684836600670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=7517200684836600670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/7517200684836600670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/7517200684836600670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-bee-and-her-mommy.html' title='Little Bee and her Mommy'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/STQ_oAWc8QI/AAAAAAAACko/apLqk9VLMwo/s72-c/November292008LEAHandMommybyLEAH_Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-8448158314541682935</id><published>2008-11-27T08:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T09:18:28.652-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>I was reminded by my friend Mike at last nights Hockey game that I haven't blogged for a while.  I actually have a few drafts started, but I supposed that doesn't really matter if they're not published!  I'm glad that he said something, because today of all days I really want to blog for a few moments.   Not only is Thanksgiving my favorite day of the whole year, but it gives me the opportunity to to acknowledge the amazing people in my life.  I have a lot to be grateful for this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean - a peppy and bright voice woke me this morning telling me "Its Thanksgiving!". Ms. Bean is the kindest, most generous, and sensitive person that I have EVER met.  Her love of  music, art, and beauty influences every word she says or look that she gives.  I am grateful for every single moment that I get to spend with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee - Little Bee is an absolute delight, and has transformed into a social butterfly this year.  While her sister is shying away from adults, Little-Bee marches right up to them and introduces herself and her sister using all three given names.  Of course the people that he is speaking with must be over age 9  (with the exception of her sister) or she wont speak to them at all.  While she still loves to dig for bugs and worms, she now does it while wearing princess pink!  No pants for Le-Le.  She is a "Tinker" and I suspect that Tom might have found his engineer. Little bee makes me laugh every day, and warms my heart always! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom - Tom quietly moves around the house taking care of things and managing the chaos.  He absolutely adores the three of us, and we adore him.  14 years ago today (well, on Thanksgiving) I started to date him and began this adventure.  Together we have built a home that consists of many drawings, several pairs of sparkle shoes, music boxes, laughter, and a goldfish named Petals.  I am not sure this is what either of us envisioned when we met for that first cup of coffee, but I am certain that neither of us would change a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susie and Jeff - there is no way to express how thankful I am for Susie and Jeff.  Their assistance with the kids and willingness to be "part time care givers" has given me the piece of mind I need to go to work every day.  without their love and support, my life simply wouldn't be as rewarding.  Mostly, I am grateful that my girls know and love their grandparents and will treasure the memories they are making forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Caps - A year ago yesterday (well, on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving) I sat in the stands of the Verizon Center, pissed, and calling for the firing of Hanlon with 15,000 of my closest friends.!  Christmas came early, in the form of an odd looking man from Hershey.  In 1 year, the caps have gone from last place in the NHL to a team that should at least clinch the SE Division if not the Conference.  I am grateful for Bruce Bourdeaux. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many other people that I have to be grateful for this year, and while they didn't get top billing they are still very significant.  Just to name a few, I grateful for Good Friends that I have known most of my life; neighbors that can be counted on always for everything; the voters in this country who decided to step up and demand change; and the guy at Market-Market off 3rd street that makes a PERFECT egg white and provolone on whole wheat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to you all!  XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-8448158314541682935?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/8448158314541682935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=8448158314541682935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/8448158314541682935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/8448158314541682935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-4651500999197629688</id><published>2008-11-17T17:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T18:11:33.600-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ms. bean'/><title type='text'>The Circle of Teeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/I-yKrYz6MzFs3dBGBwhxVA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SSH3L92F0wI/AAAAAAAACc0/dkfA7aZybRM/s400/IMG_8876.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On December 19, 2003, Ms. Bean got her first tooth. It was white and beautiful, and was on the bottom, in the middle and on the right. Ms. Bean was 6-months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, November 17, 2008 at the age of 5 1/2 ......... Ms. Bean lost her first baby-tooth. It was on the bottom, in the middle, and on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last known photo of the "complete-baby-tooth-smile":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ASWxd_31xshPJCF1KKdUkA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SSH5E7ftvZI/AAAAAAAACds/OLj_3UHyO0w/s400/P1040394.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the same smile taken the evening of November 17, 2008:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Si5Ev5FFPn6ywSg42eGBgg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SSH5FO0Pj0I/AAAAAAAACd0/xNPQyfWqAw0/s400/IMG_8891.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets more beautiful with every milestone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-4651500999197629688?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/4651500999197629688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=4651500999197629688&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4651500999197629688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4651500999197629688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/11/circle-of-teeth.html' title='The Circle of Teeth'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SSH3L92F0wI/AAAAAAAACc0/dkfA7aZybRM/s72-c/IMG_8876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-6470798048754856295</id><published>2008-11-16T09:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T09:17:58.021-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ms. bean'/><title type='text'>Homework</title><content type='html'>Ms. Bean had 2 small homework assignments this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Write down three things that you are Thankful for"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I am thankful for my Sister Leah&lt;br /&gt;2) I am thankful for Susie&lt;br /&gt;3) Cats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Write down 5 things that you would take with you if you were going on a trip"&lt;br /&gt;1) A Doll&lt;br /&gt;2) My stuffed cat, Skippy&lt;br /&gt;3) A Purse&lt;br /&gt;4) A Hat&lt;br /&gt;5) A peanut butter and Jelly Sandwich&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-6470798048754856295?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/6470798048754856295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=6470798048754856295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6470798048754856295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/6470798048754856295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/11/homework.html' title='Homework'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-439889737630365414</id><published>2008-11-11T14:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:25:58.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Daddy</title><content type='html'>Tom's Birthday was November 8 - and between the election, a hockey game, and a cold, it was "overtaken by events". However, 2 little girls were not going to let it sneak by without baking a chocolate cake and breaking out the crayons. He is certainly adored by us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/jEbsB-wOdoshVwLcVcVuiA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SRnare9Kw2I/AAAAAAAACb0/U1VtBfGlXDY/s400/IMG_8780.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0zlkzcmu2MhPagx3Oex9pQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SRnauD9XxYI/AAAAAAAACb8/ITZqUP2rgrM/s400/IMG_8783.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-439889737630365414?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/439889737630365414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=439889737630365414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/439889737630365414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/439889737630365414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday Daddy'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SRnare9Kw2I/AAAAAAAACb0/U1VtBfGlXDY/s72-c/IMG_8780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-3589194876825623354</id><published>2008-11-11T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:07:09.844-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Apple for the Principle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SRnX3S80gxI/AAAAAAAACZw/gcUAEPTY-IQ/s1600-h/_MG_8769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SRnX3S80gxI/AAAAAAAACZw/gcUAEPTY-IQ/s320/_MG_8769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Last week, one of Ms. Beans homework assignments was to make a birthday card for her principle, Dr. Zissios.  I gave her a blank piece of paper and walked away for a few minutes.  when I returned, she had completed her picture.  Isn't it interesting that apples seem to be the standard grade school theme, despite the generation or position?&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-3589194876825623354?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/3589194876825623354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=3589194876825623354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3589194876825623354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3589194876825623354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/11/apple-for-principle.html' title='An Apple for the Principle'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SRnX3S80gxI/AAAAAAAACZw/gcUAEPTY-IQ/s72-c/_MG_8769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-5686756780994336983</id><published>2008-11-09T17:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T17:36:16.476-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Fish Shopping</title><content type='html'>Today we went fish shopping.  We needed to replace our much loved, yet departed "violet".  So, off we went to PetSmart looking for "Petals" new partner.  The girls had mutually decided to name their new pet "Obama", and we were looking for one of those "black" goldfish like Arnold had on "One Day at a time".  Finally, we spotted the perfect Fish!  It was a brownish-black fish with personality and a fresh outlook!  We were sold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is until the lady at PetSmart told us that we shouldn't buy a second fish for our 10-gallon tank, because the water would turn toxic too quickly and kill them both (which might explain the sudden tragic death of "Violet").  So we left PetSmart empty handed with only the memory of Obama-the=fish in our hearts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Petsmart woman was either the worlds WORST fish salesperson OR a very disgruntled McCain Supporter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-5686756780994336983?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/5686756780994336983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=5686756780994336983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5686756780994336983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5686756780994336983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/11/fish-shopping.html' title='Fish Shopping'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-3688191627458152259</id><published>2008-11-05T08:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:09:41.349-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ms. bean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>The Pot of Gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SRGo03cjuQI/AAAAAAAACZo/lQ2jVLGQTjY/s1600-h/SarahRainbowOct08_Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265175065563216130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SRGo03cjuQI/AAAAAAAACZo/lQ2jVLGQTjY/s320/SarahRainbowOct08_Page_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I can say for the first time in a long time, that I am proud to be an American. History will tell us if electing Barack Obama to be the next President of the United States was the right move for our country, but I honestly believe in my heart, that it was necessary for the people of America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been under a dark cloud for 8 LONG years, and yesterday we saw hope in the eyes of people across the world. More importantly, I saw hope in two bright blue eyes that I adore. I know better then to believe my 5-year-old understands the true significance of yesterdays outcome, but she recognized the world she knows got better in a single day. When you still believe in Fairy tales, the euphoria of a single day lasts a lifetime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-3688191627458152259?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/3688191627458152259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=3688191627458152259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3688191627458152259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/3688191627458152259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/11/pot-of-gold.html' title='The Pot of Gold'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SRGo03cjuQI/AAAAAAAACZo/lQ2jVLGQTjY/s72-c/SarahRainbowOct08_Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-5461084627659737019</id><published>2008-10-26T12:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:22:07.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah is ................................</title><content type='html'>I love the way she writes!  This delightful book came home in a purple backpack this week.  I can only hope that in 20 years, she still fills in the blank the exact same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5MpFxHM11YuoOCqv4wNHlA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/dfsd67/SQSl3j3h8AI/AAAAAAAACUo/hd8ta-H3rdA/s400/Sarah%20-%20All%20I%20Am%20-%20October%202008%20001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dfsd67/Fun"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/RWEhhoj674Xk4nKzeMcqWQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/dfsd67/SQSl37sKkFI/AAAAAAAACUw/FwpWPd98uJs/s400/Sarah%20-%20All%20I%20Am%20-%20October%202008%20002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dfsd67/Fun"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/k8uSf6f-pOkrgwOD3TMwpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/dfsd67/SQSl4WJRUkI/AAAAAAAACU4/sOUdzYSjuqI/s400/Sarah%20-%20All%20I%20Am%20-%20October%202008%20003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dfsd67/Fun"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7yrLHgj80DXQDNLgqVtaTA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/dfsd67/SQSl5GMov5I/AAAAAAAACVA/GTDT7pj_oIk/s400/Sarah%20-%20All%20I%20Am%20-%20October%202008%20004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dfsd67/Fun"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TZPZxUaw7Hu2dkVdKQAqEA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/dfsd67/SQSl5_k7GAI/AAAAAAAACVI/2xXNihK6ayg/s400/Sarah%20-%20All%20I%20Am%20-%20October%202008%20005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dfsd67/Fun"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-5461084627659737019?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/5461084627659737019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=5461084627659737019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5461084627659737019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5461084627659737019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/10/sarah-is.html' title='Sarah is ................................'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/dfsd67/SQSl3j3h8AI/AAAAAAAACUo/hd8ta-H3rdA/s72-c/Sarah%20-%20All%20I%20Am%20-%20October%202008%20001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-1128825530214270148</id><published>2008-10-26T12:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:14:39.894-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ms. bean'/><title type='text'>Happy Girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SQSlafaOwoI/AAAAAAAACUI/kEwqvontCzA/s1600-h/SarahfirstweekofKindergarten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261512139202282114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SQSlafaOwoI/AAAAAAAACUI/kEwqvontCzA/s400/SarahfirstweekofKindergarten.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This came home the first week of Kindergarten, but I just got around to scanning it! It is really nice to "see" a happy child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-1128825530214270148?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/1128825530214270148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=1128825530214270148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/1128825530214270148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/1128825530214270148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-girl.html' title='Happy Girl!'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SQSlafaOwoI/AAAAAAAACUI/kEwqvontCzA/s72-c/SarahfirstweekofKindergarten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-4851173801361129314</id><published>2008-10-26T09:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:15:00.417-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ms. bean'/><title type='text'>Ms. Bean in her Halloween Costume - 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SQSFcJPjURI/AAAAAAAACUA/FPTtquhKxQ0/s1600-h/Sarah+-+October+2008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261476983239561490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SQSFcJPjURI/AAAAAAAACUA/FPTtquhKxQ0/s400/Sarah+-+October+2008+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-4851173801361129314?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/4851173801361129314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=4851173801361129314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4851173801361129314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/4851173801361129314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/10/ms-bean-in-her-halloween-costume-2008.html' title='Ms. Bean in her Halloween Costume - 2008'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SQSFcJPjURI/AAAAAAAACUA/FPTtquhKxQ0/s72-c/Sarah+-+October+2008+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-7221539743899520729</id><published>2008-10-22T08:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T08:26:38.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Always a Silver Lining</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SP8p-j7n7hI/AAAAAAAACSg/KIH4P2-5NT0/s1600-h/Oct202008Sarah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259969044565978642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SP8p-j7n7hI/AAAAAAAACSg/KIH4P2-5NT0/s320/Oct202008Sarah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, its official, I needed to drop my DOD class due to a severe respiratory infection which I allowed to get out of hand. So, I have been put to bed for a week, with nothing but the TV and Internet to keep me company. I wasted 3 weeks of my life (and missed little Bee's first day of pre-school) for what amounts to being ............... nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, with the bad, comes the good. This delightful picture was delivered to my inbox from my dad yesterday. Ms. Bean drew it of herself, her sister, and her Mommy. The girls also spent the afternoon making "snow flake" get well presents out of paper. Knowing that you have a well adjusted family makes everything better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;XO D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-7221539743899520729?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/7221539743899520729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=7221539743899520729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/7221539743899520729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/7221539743899520729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/10/always-silver-lining.html' title='Always a Silver Lining'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SP8p-j7n7hI/AAAAAAAACSg/KIH4P2-5NT0/s72-c/Oct202008Sarah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-5451135321530446935</id><published>2008-10-14T18:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T18:12:56.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Bee Starts Pre-School</title><content type='html'>Today was Little Bee's first day at her new Pre-School. She got up early, and was very excited to start her "new life" all the while complaining that her "tummy hurt". I remember my first day at pre-school like it was yesterday. I was excited and had butterflies all at the same time. Little Bee must have gotten her Mommys stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is, that 2 very special people got to take her to school with me. The same two people who dropped me off at the Michigan State Daycare Co-op 36-years ago. I wonder if the scene looked anything like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: auto"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/zmfP23_JsLd1JF_NCvr7fA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/dfsd67/SPUnBFs0w1I/AAAAAAAACOc/L2Oj6oCmPYk/s400/IMG_9187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dfsd67/Fun"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-5451135321530446935?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/5451135321530446935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=5451135321530446935&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5451135321530446935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5451135321530446935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-bee-starts-pre-school.html' title='Little Bee Starts Pre-School'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/dfsd67/SPUnBFs0w1I/AAAAAAAACOc/L2Oj6oCmPYk/s72-c/IMG_9187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-1160118126535242790</id><published>2008-10-08T17:49:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:21:51.938-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Answering the mail</title><content type='html'>Hey! Sorry, I have heard from a few people who have missed my blogging, so I will try and catch you up on my life. If you are one of those people, it is probably because you aren't one of my &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php"&gt;53 Facebook Friends&lt;/a&gt;. Come on over but I worn you, it is a slippery slope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the reason that I have not been blogging is that I am 10-days into a 5 week "resident" course at Defense Acquisition University. My first set of exams is this Friday, and I have averaged about 20/100 pages of nightly technical reading due to a HORRIBLE case of bronchitis and the fact that the girls are just a lot more fun then trying to fully understand all of the intricacies of &lt;a href="https://akss.dau.mil/dag/DoD5000.asp?view=framework"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The awful truth is that of all the people I love, this class is effecting me the least. Tom is doing double time with the girls in the evenings. The girls are having to put up with a very nervous and short tempered mommy (which is REALLY unfair), and Jeff/Susie have been having to do more then any grandparent should have to. In addition to continuing to pick Ms. Bean up at the bus everyday and spend the afternoon doing homework/driving to swim lessons/NOT RELAXING, my Dad now takes Leah downtown and picks her up 5 days a week. The worst part is that in the evening when I get back from class, I am often too cranky/tired to even say "thanks". So, if you see them, can you please tell them that their daughter/son-in-law love them very much, and could NEVER do this parenting thing without them? It really does take a village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DIET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 2 1/2 weeks ago, I got on the scale and got confirmed for myself what I already know, I had become FAT again. In fact, I gained back all of the weight that I lost with Leah, plus 1. So, I made an immediate visit to &lt;a href="http://www.weightwatchers.com/"&gt;http://www.weightwatchers.com/&lt;/a&gt; and registered for 3-months. To date, I am down 9 pounds. I was feeling pretty good about it until this mornings visit to the Doctor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: I see that you have gained a few pounds&lt;br /&gt;Me: Actually, I have lost weight, are you sure that your chart is right?&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: Yes, you were here in May, and you've gained 5 pounds&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hmmmm, maybe I lost weight before my visit in May because I was sick&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: No, you were here in January (2008) and you have gained 12 pounds since then. I hear weight watchers is a good program, you should ask Dr. Mitchell for some information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GIRLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls are wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Bean LOVES Kindergarten and has become a little adult. Every morning she gets up without an argument and puts on her uniform. Every afternoon she has a huge smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My teachers name is Ms. Dwyer and I like to play with my friends, make block towers, P.E., and I just LOVE art class. Today I made a pumpkin and tomorrow we are going to put the Jack-o-lanterns face on. I love to learn science with Ms. Ritchauskis and I love to learn respect with Ms. Price. I love to draw pictures for my mom and dad. My friends are nice to me and we are so helpful to each other like Ms. Price taught us. Everybody can be respectful. Ms. Jackson is very proud of us. We had a tornado drill today and we ducked our heads and stood on our knees for a minute, and then we went into the classroom to learn some more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Bee starts a new pre-school next week and is really looking forward to the change. She will be very close to home and gets to wear a uniform like her sister! We are desperately attacking potty training to get her into an age appropriate classroom, and I suspect that it will all come together once she is there a few days. I am feeling pretty sad about pulling her out of the CDC, as it has been such a huge part of our family base. But, if there is one thing that this year has taught me, its that all change is good. Little Bee will be fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOTING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to market Square last weekend and voted absentee. The girls came with us, and we each took one into the booth with us and we let them  push the button to cast our votes. Ms. Bean proudly cheered and announced that she "just voted for Barak Obama". Then we were "shushed" by the surly man who was enforcing the "don't talk about candidates is the polling place rule. Please, I am a middle class 40 year old woman in Old Town with 2 kids and I was wearing an Obama Button. Was there any doubt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MARKET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to address. I hate working and now have to forever. Tom and Jeff are sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALK NOW FOR AUTISM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I registered for Walk Now for Autism again this year. As most of my readers know, I do a lot of walks/runs (of greater distances) annually, and this is the only one that I even suggest sponsorship for. It is my way of acknowledging how lucky Tom and I are. I have four close friends whose children are on the autism spectrum, and it is both heartbreaking and physically/emotionally/financially exhausting for their entire family unit. below is my pledge page if you are interested in sponsoring me. After all, if each of my readers contributes $5, I will only be $490 away from my $500 goal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.walknowforautism.org/dc/personal/devendorf"&gt;http://www.walknowforautism.org/dc/personal/devendorf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace for now! off to bed! XOXO D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-1160118126535242790?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/1160118126535242790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=1160118126535242790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/1160118126535242790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/1160118126535242790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/10/answering-mail.html' title='Answering the mail'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-4567715282167886432</id><published>2008-10-02T05:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T05:45:00.405-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><title type='text'>Les Misbarak</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W3ijYVyhnn0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W3ijYVyhnn0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-596010208976752785?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/596010208976752785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=596010208976752785&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/596010208976752785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/596010208976752785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-voting-republican.html' title='Im Voting 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Perhaps someone is throwing in the towel?  One can only hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-2600295641264138359?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/2600295641264138359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=2600295641264138359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/2600295641264138359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/2600295641264138359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/09/wtf.html' title='WTF?'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-5951122745414214931</id><published>2008-09-18T18:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T08:02:22.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Transitions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SNLd0pi3OzI/AAAAAAAABxs/P16ClhoLKNk/s1600-h/IMG_8965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SNLd0pi3OzI/AAAAAAAABxs/P16ClhoLKNk/s320/IMG_8965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday September 14, Baby-bee turned 3 1/2. She also wrote her name for the very first time. She is growing up. From now on, we will refer to her as "Little Bee", and we couldnt be more proud of her. &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-5951122745414214931?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/5951122745414214931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=5951122745414214931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5951122745414214931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/5951122745414214931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/09/transitions.html' title='Transitions'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SNLd0pi3OzI/AAAAAAAABxs/P16ClhoLKNk/s72-c/IMG_8965.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185038535335601120.post-478393347378399298</id><published>2008-09-17T11:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:14:58.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smells - By Ms. Bean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SNExkXLB1kI/AAAAAAAABxk/D-Urc-o6uew/s1600-h/SarahSmells.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247029541628663362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SNExkXLB1kI/AAAAAAAABxk/D-Urc-o6uew/s320/SarahSmells.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things that Smell Good - Pizza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things that DO NOT Smell good - Smoking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We must be doing something right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185038535335601120-478393347378399298?l=beanbee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/feeds/478393347378399298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185038535335601120&amp;postID=478393347378399298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/478393347378399298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185038535335601120/posts/default/478393347378399298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanbee.blogspot.com/2008/09/smells-by-ms-bean.html' title='Smells - By Ms. Bean'/><author><name>Pennyfeather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17573507547205038714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d__CYe1i5tg/SNExkXLB1kI/AAAAAAAABxk/D-Urc-o6uew/s72-c/SarahSmells.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
