<?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-4945537502515694500</id><updated>2011-07-07T15:38:25.686-07:00</updated><category term='January 2009'/><title type='text'>blessed</title><subtitle type='html'>These are the tiny humans. These are children. They believe in magic. They play pretend. They hope, and they cross their fingers, and they make wishes, and that makes them more resilient than adults. They recover faster, survive worse. They believe.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945537502515694500.post-3307973857290162788</id><published>2010-03-09T10:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T11:16:09.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cincinnati Part I</title><content type='html'>Well, a month ago we were in Cincinnati for Fisher's EE treatment, and I am just now getting these pictures up. Thanks for your patience, and without further adieu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5acwFFUF7I/AAAAAAAAALE/wrar7YTmVyc/s1600-h/DSC02587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446713149163313074" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5acwFFUF7I/AAAAAAAAALE/wrar7YTmVyc/s400/DSC02587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the cool kids get around at the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5acfJt135I/AAAAAAAAAK8/klIekxA0Jyc/s1600-h/DSC02575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446712858349264786" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5acfJt135I/AAAAAAAAAK8/klIekxA0Jyc/s400/DSC02575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to be wheeled back for his biopsy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5acMxOmaUI/AAAAAAAAAK0/MPorH1HyCvU/s1600-h/DSC02584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446712542538131778" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5acMxOmaUI/AAAAAAAAAK0/MPorH1HyCvU/s400/DSC02584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recovery room...lots of yummy popsicles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5abfXjQsSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SNJ5R_u3pa0/s1600-h/DSC02599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446711762551353634" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5abfXjQsSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SNJ5R_u3pa0/s400/DSC02599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skin prick testing...40 mins of blood, sweat, and lots of tears! Poor guy reacted to over 50 things. These are the itchy hives that pop up when there is a reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aa_WeDqCI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iKSVE4OxnvI/s1600-h/DSC02607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446711212505278498" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aa_WeDqCI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iKSVE4OxnvI/s400/DSC02607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are food patches on Fisher's back. They have to stay on for 72 hours to see if he has a delayed reaction to a particular food. No reactions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aapaqLo1I/AAAAAAAAAKc/ZZ2eUYQvuRs/s1600-h/DSC02614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446710835672752978" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aapaqLo1I/AAAAAAAAAKc/ZZ2eUYQvuRs/s400/DSC02614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ronald McDonald House, where we got to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aaQIjabYI/AAAAAAAAAKU/8qKHHkpal5o/s1600-h/DSC02616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446710401315794306" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aaQIjabYI/AAAAAAAAAKU/8qKHHkpal5o/s400/DSC02616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a train table right outside our room that the boys played with every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aW6nFCqrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Es8ryOcuODA/s1600-h/DSC02621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446706733017901746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aW6nFCqrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Es8ryOcuODA/s400/DSC02621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so blessed to have some friends that live near Cincinnati - Katherine, David, and their two boys Carson and Tucker. They were a lifesaver during our time in Cinci, and the boys had such a great time playing together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945537502515694500-3307973857290162788?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3307973857290162788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=3307973857290162788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/3307973857290162788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/3307973857290162788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/cincinnati-part-i.html' title='Cincinnati Part I'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5acwFFUF7I/AAAAAAAAALE/wrar7YTmVyc/s72-c/DSC02587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945537502515694500.post-1442702480627915223</id><published>2010-03-09T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T10:40:31.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from Cincinnati - Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aPqoNWK1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/UkvGEt0o2Z4/s1600-h/DSC02629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446698761861868370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aPqoNWK1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/UkvGEt0o2Z4/s400/DSC02629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget what a good friend told me as we prepared to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;back up our entire family for this trip..."This will be such a great &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;opportunity for London, to see that this is what a family does to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;support each other. You do it together." Thanks for the reminder, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Elaine. I know that these boys already had such a strong bond&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;before we went to Cinci...now, difficult as it is to imagine, their &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bond is stronger. They are the very best of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aPWsebyxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/vdbcvoMtRzo/s1600-h/DSC02632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446698419409898258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aPWsebyxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/vdbcvoMtRzo/s400/DSC02632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aOwinZh1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/H5Nmm_Awiws/s1600-h/DSC02718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446697763928115026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aOwinZh1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/H5Nmm_Awiws/s400/DSC02718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aOd1U02CI/AAAAAAAAAJs/4fijMvBiOko/s1600-h/DSC02721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446697442532972578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aOd1U02CI/AAAAAAAAAJs/4fijMvBiOko/s400/DSC02721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aOEmCydtI/AAAAAAAAAJk/iadgEN_wCWM/s1600-h/DSC02770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446697008934057682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aOEmCydtI/AAAAAAAAAJk/iadgEN_wCWM/s400/DSC02770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aNtXeTo_I/AAAAAAAAAJc/hpefIemzGII/s1600-h/DSC02744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446696609885955058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aNtXeTo_I/AAAAAAAAAJc/hpefIemzGII/s400/DSC02744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aNI3ZL6sI/AAAAAAAAAJU/iND_HadhW8c/s1600-h/DSC02775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446695982799252162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aNI3ZL6sI/AAAAAAAAAJU/iND_HadhW8c/s400/DSC02775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Wall of Love," created by all of Fisher and London's&lt;br /&gt;friends from Rainbow School. This was so encouraging to&lt;br /&gt;us during such a tough week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aMtHtaEnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/gDcGBRHgL4s/s1600-h/DSC02790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446695506142696050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aMtHtaEnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/gDcGBRHgL4s/s400/DSC02790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aMR42E-ZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/QyXkGPdAEk8/s1600-h/DSC02584.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This was the day after we got home...tired from such a busy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;week. He hasn't fallen asleep in the middle of his toys since &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;he was a baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945537502515694500-1442702480627915223?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1442702480627915223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=1442702480627915223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/1442702480627915223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/1442702480627915223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/pictures-from-cincinnati-part-ii.html' title='Pictures from Cincinnati - Part II'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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/_CDSl0E1uxcw/S5aPqoNWK1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/UkvGEt0o2Z4/s72-c/DSC02629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945537502515694500.post-4914078517215551934</id><published>2010-03-03T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T20:37:05.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch This Video!</title><content type='html'>So, I've been getting a ton of questions about Fisher's disease...what it is, what it does, how do you pronounce it...?  I found this video on YouTube, sponsored by the American Partnership For Eosinophilic Disorders (APFED).  The video is about 5 minutes long, and details the lives of children with eosinophilic disorders.  As a mom of one of these kids, this video made me cry like a baby.  The kids talk about their life without food, and how it impacts them on a day-to-day basis.  Parents talk about the struggles of raising a child with an eosinophilic disease.  Take a look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=16ak9Pndzis&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=16ak9Pndzis&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a lot of people also ask how they can help.  We belong to a local Eos support group that is putting on a Gala and Golf Tournament at Brookhaven Country Club in May.  You can check out the website at &lt;a href="http://www.angelsforeos.org/"&gt;www.angelsforeos.org&lt;/a&gt;  The silent auction items are AMAZING!  Every bit of the proceeds go to Cincinnati Children's Hospital, Center for Eosinophilic Disorders (where Fisher receives of his medical treatment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this can answer some of your questions, and give you a little insight as to what our life is like with this yucky disease.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945537502515694500-4914078517215551934?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4914078517215551934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=4914078517215551934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/4914078517215551934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/4914078517215551934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/watch-this-video.html' title='Watch This Video!'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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-4945537502515694500.post-722711186389185249</id><published>2010-02-12T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T21:45:59.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boy We're Bringing Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Eosinophilic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;esophagitis&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;EE&lt;/span&gt;) is a chronic disorder of the digestive system in which large numbers of a particular type of white blood cell called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;eosinophils&lt;/span&gt; are present in the esophagus. The esophagus is the tube that carries food from the mouth to the stomach. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Eosinophils&lt;/span&gt; are an important part of the immune system and play a role in fighting infection. This condition is characterized by vomiting, stomach or chest pain, failure to thrive (particularly in children), and difficulty swallowing&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I'm finally able to post a bit about what's been going on this past week.  We've had some difficulty getting online, due to the weather.  As an added bonus, I lost my phone somewhere in Cincinnati. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fisher had an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;EGD&lt;/span&gt; (a scope and biopsies of his esophagus) on Monday.  Just from the how his esophagus looked at the time of the scope, Dr. A new that his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;EE&lt;/span&gt; was active and not well-controlled.  The biopsy results were given to us Thursday and confirmed his suspicions with over 100 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;eos&lt;/span&gt; per/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hpf&lt;/span&gt; in some places (over 15 is considered abnormal). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday Fisher underwent some extensive allergy testing.  Skin prick, patch and blood tests.  He screamed for 20 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. straight during the skin prick test.  It took four adults - 2 nurses, myself, and the child life specialist - to hold him still so that he could complete the testing.  To make matters worse, Fisher tested positive to 54 of the 75 pricks that were administered.  He had multiple patches of hives all over his poor little arms.  So now we have to restrict more foods (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;, blueberries, rice, etc.).  Tough adjustment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were fortunate enough to get to move into the Ronald McDonald House on Tuesday.  There is no other place I would rather stay!  The house and the staff were absolutely amazing.  They had a carnival on Wednesday and a magic show on Thursday for the kids.  The house has 81 guest rooms, all of which were full, 2 commercial kitchens, 4 fully stocked play rooms, an exercise room, a library, a sanctuary, a craft room, and a live performance stage.  We were so blessed to have the opportunity to stay there, and I really hope that we will be able to stay again on future visits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was what I like to refer to as "game plan" day.  We met with our team - Dr. A, Dr. A's nurse Staci, and the nutritionist - and decided on what treatment approach would be best for Fisher.  Fisher also had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;DEXA&lt;/span&gt; scan done earlier in the week that revealed that his bones are very weak, so for the time being we decided to avoid steroid treatment, which is often used to treat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Eosinophilic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Esophagitis&lt;/span&gt;.  Obviously, part of his treatment plan includes adding some mega doses of calcium and vitamin D (he has a vitamin D deficiency, too), as well as removing any foods that he has EVER tested positive to.  I haven't done an official count, but I think we're somewhere in the neighborhood of 30 different foods.  So what will he eat?  I'm so glad you asked!  Fisher will be supplemented with a special amino acid-based formula that is hypoallergenic, meaning he should not have a reaction to it.  This formula will comprise about half of his daily nutritional needs, more if he isn't eating well.  Dr. A also wants Fisher to begin feeding therapy to work on his fear of food.  It's difficult to know sometimes whether or not Fisher doesn't want to eat a food because it does make him feel bad, or whether he doesn't want to eat it because he is afraid that it will make him feel bad, even though the food may be safe.  This is a very common problem with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;EE&lt;/span&gt; kids in his age group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some kids with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;EE&lt;/span&gt; have other underlying conditions that parents are not aware of.  One of these conditions being a mitochondrial disorder.  There are several types of mitochondrial disorders, some severe, others not.  Fisher underwent some screening tests for a possible mitochondrial disorder.  We ask that you would pray that Fisher does not have any of these disorders.  The neurologists were not overly concerned after his evaluation, but wanted to be as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;definitive&lt;/span&gt; as possible.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we did a wrap-up of the week.  The nutritionist wrote some nutritional goals for Fisher and put together a generalized daily meal plan.  After another trip to the lab and an additional blood draw, Fisher and I headed back to our room to help Paul pack up the car.  We are staying in Memphis tonight, and plan to be home tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945537502515694500-722711186389185249?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/722711186389185249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=722711186389185249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/722711186389185249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/722711186389185249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/boy-were-bringing-home.html' title='The Boy We&apos;re Bringing Home'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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-4945537502515694500.post-3350831461815690551</id><published>2010-02-08T18:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T20:01:17.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Terrible, Horrible, (almost) No Good, Very Bad Day</title><content type='html'>We've known for weeks that our Monday in Cincinnati was going to be rough, but nothing, I repeat NOTHING, could have prepared me for today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early this morning to prepare for the day ahead.  Avyn is still not feeling well (double ear infection, cough, snot factory, etc.) and needed another breathing treatment and her antibiotics.  Paul helped me dress the kids, and took London downstairs for breakfast while I finished packing a toy bag to occupy Fisher during his millions of appointments scheduled for today.  We made it to the hospital, said some prayers, and Fisher and I gave hugs and kisses to everyone and set out on our way to "concourse C."  The Cincinnati Children's Hospital is ginormous.  It is it's own city, split up into at least seven buildings (that I know of), with each building having at least six stories, plus basements.  Fortunately, the program scheduler made impeccable notes on our itinerary and we found our first destination with very little trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost wish that we had gotten lost and missed the entire GI appointment entirely.  The first couple of hours were a complete whirlwind, chaos personified.  We met the doctor's nurse, gave an extensive medical history, and proceeded on to meet the program's research specialist.  We were asked to enroll Fisher into one of their research programs, which I happily agreed to - hey, anything we can do to make this horrible disease a little more hopeful - and signed the consent forms.  Next I met with the EGID (eosinophilic gastrointestinal diseases) program coordinator.  We spoke for a while about the parent education class on Wednesday, and then it was time to  meet Fisher's new GI.  Since Fisher will see a few doctors this week, let's call the GI "Dr. A."  Dr. A was great.  Very personable, VERY thorough, and a little scary with all of his medical knowledge on eosinophilic diseases.  He also mentioned that Fisher will most likely need speech therapy for his food aversions.  Great.  More therapy.  Physical therapy twice a week isn't enough, evidently.  After our visit with Dr. A the nutritionist stopped by to get a little more information about Fisher's current nutritional habits.  What a mess.  I wasn't prepared to meet with him until Friday, so I hadn't properly briefed myself on the sixteen food avoidances we are currently following, as well as the other half dozen foods that Fisher WON'T eat.  Poor nutritionist.  I'm not sure I was too much help to him, but promised I would be on my game at our meeting Friday.  He was very gracious, and even made a remark about my information being very helpful.  Nice guy.  After all of this, Dr. A's nurse informed us that we were running late for Fisher's dexa scan, and that we needed to move along to another building.  So, off we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dexa scan - check.  Potty break -check.  Cart Fisher off to pre-op - check.  Cry in the corner for a few minutes while Fisher is watching Meet the Robinsons while awaiting being wheeled into the OR - check. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. A came to talk to me right after the procedure as Fisher was recovering in post-op.  Not good news.  Not good at all.  Because of the wonderful magic of technology, he was able to hand me a semi-gloss 8x10 of Fisher's esophogus.  He explained that the images showed Fisher's esophagus to have significant narrowing and thickening, something you don't ever want to happen to your esophagus.  Just imagine trying to push food down the middle of one of those swimming pool noodles.  Doesn't work too well, does it?  That's Fisher's esophagus.  That's why it takes him such a long time to eat.  That's why he has very little appetite.  That's why he complains that he's hungry but won't eat the food that you give him.  He's literally afraid to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wait for the anesthesia to ware off, Fisher downs a couple of popsicles, and we are off to have a bone age study in radiology.  We finish up and call Paul for pickup.  He's running a little behind schedule because Avyn's fever cropped back up and he had to give her some Tylenol.  Piece of cake, like trying to convince an adult to eat dog food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We grab dinner, bathe children, and settle them down for bed.  I proceed to tell Paul about who said what about which medical thing, and he hands me one great piece of news for the day - we get to move into the Ronald McDonald House tomorrow.  Thank you, God.  Just when I thought the world had given up on us altogether, something good.  And a great reminder from an even greater friend today...Fisher may have a lot going on medically, but he is so fortunate and blessed to be receiving the BEST care in the COUNTRY right now.  God provides.  Our family, friends, and church family got us here.  They took it upon themselves prayerfully and financially to make sure that Fisher receives the best medical care possible.  I cannot offer enough thanks to everyone helping us.  My baby's quality of life will be a little better because of you.  God bless you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945537502515694500-3350831461815690551?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3350831461815690551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=3350831461815690551' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/3350831461815690551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/3350831461815690551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/terrible-horrible-almost-no-good-very.html' title='A Terrible, Horrible, (almost) No Good, Very Bad Day'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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-4945537502515694500.post-5404883200282103512</id><published>2010-01-28T20:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T20:31:52.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stealing Kisses</title><content type='html'>For the past few weeks, I've been finding myself hovering over my sleeping children, particularly my little boys (not that I don't hover over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Avyn&lt;/span&gt;, because I do, but not for too long because I don't want to wake her). I was reading an article a while back, written by another mom, and she said "always kiss your kids goodnight, even if they have already fallen asleep." Well, I kiss my kids before they go to sleep every night, and I didn't need an article to tell me to do that, but it did bring about some other ideas that I want to do for my children. So, lately I have been going into Fisher and London's room at night and curling up to each of them, holding them, kissing them, stroking their sweet little faces and soft tufts of hair, telling them over and over how much I love them. I spend time praying for them. I pray for their future - starting school, discovering what they want to be when they grow up, becoming Godly men, being wonderful husbands and great dads - all the stuff that I could possibly want for them, as well as the stuff I don't want to be a part of their lives - drugs, diseases, loneliness, tolerance, a "lukewarm" relationship with God. I almost always end up crying, but not just because I get so caught up thinking about how these moments will pass so quickly and how I'll never get them back, but about what kind of example I'm setting for them as their mom, as a Godly woman. Am I doing enough? Do I lead them down paths of righteousness or paths of destruction with my actions? Am I being the mother that God intends for me to be to these little blessings that He has entrusted me with? I don't know for sure. I do know that I can always do more, I can always strive to be better, and I sure hope that I'm on the right path.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945537502515694500-5404883200282103512?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5404883200282103512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=5404883200282103512' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/5404883200282103512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/5404883200282103512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/stealing-kisses.html' title='Stealing Kisses'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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-4945537502515694500.post-318818793016548577</id><published>2010-01-16T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T06:42:44.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Totally Stinks!</title><content type='html'>WARNING:  This post is a bit of a rant, mixed in with a bit of annoyance and self-pity.  If you're in a good mood, you may want to go visit another blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fisher is not eating...again.  And when I say he's not eating, I mean he's getting between 500-800 calories a day; that's half (at best) of what he needs.  His &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;EE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;symptoms&lt;/span&gt; are cropping up again.  He's starting to gag on his food, and it takes him a couple of hours to eat half of a meal.  The coughing is getting worse, he's not sleeping well at night, and I won't even bother to tell you what's going on in our bathroom...This disease is horrible!  I have to wake up and watch my poor baby starve each and every day.  He complains about being hungry and when we give him food to eat, he's afraid to eat it, afraid of how it's going to make him feel.  I wish that we left for Cincinnati yesterday!  Not that it's going to solve everything, because we know that it won't.  But at least it will be a little comforting working with professionals in this field of medicine; people that KNOW what they're talking about.  Last week we went to another specialist visit.  The doctor suggested that we "just add some processed dairy to get some more fat and calories.  If it's processed enough, surely he won't have a reaction.  Start out with some yogurt, then cheese."  I had to remind the doctor that Fisher is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ANAPHYLACTIC&lt;/span&gt; to milk.  The only time we ever had to use his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;epipen&lt;/span&gt; was with a reaction to dairy.  If I eat yogurt and kiss his cheek, he breaks out in hives.  Do you actually think that I'm going to feed him dairy?!  Some people just don't get it.  Apparently, even some doctor's don't get it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I do have something to be VERY grateful for:  God has given us the opportunity to go talk to a medical team that, not only "gets it," but they specialize in it.  Thank you God!  Please keep praying for Fisher; for comfort, for his little body to fight hard and stay strong.  Pray for his spirit.  It's so tough sometimes to have to explain to him why he can't eat all of the foods that other kids are eating, and yet he's still such a trooper about all of it.  Pray for our family as we prepare to leave for Ohio.  We'll be driving (pray for Paul and I in the car with our three &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;littles&lt;/span&gt; for 16 hours), so pray for a safe trip.  And PLEASE pray that we get some answers from these doctors.  We know what Fisher has (it's called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Eosinophilic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Esophagitis&lt;/span&gt;), but we haven't found a treatment that works for him yet.  We WILL have a game plan in place by the time we return home.  Lastly, please pray that through all of this, through all of the suffering that our baby has to endure, that God will be glorified; that this will somehow be used for His glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945537502515694500-318818793016548577?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/318818793016548577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=318818793016548577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/318818793016548577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/318818793016548577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-totally-stinks.html' title='This Totally Stinks!'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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-4945537502515694500.post-1448122807609775959</id><published>2009-12-07T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T07:18:35.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Makeup</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3eb848ae3e552af2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3eb848ae3e552af2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330071582%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4FA401E7D5FD65629DE20424B3EA21B4221345D9.C083A55D41D7BAD6DA886DFB3C58FC0B94AA0C6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3eb848ae3e552af2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3De9P8lz9LaEPIyTVkLxT-jwu2e-Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3eb848ae3e552af2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330071582%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4FA401E7D5FD65629DE20424B3EA21B4221345D9.C083A55D41D7BAD6DA886DFB3C58FC0B94AA0C6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3eb848ae3e552af2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3De9P8lz9LaEPIyTVkLxT-jwu2e-Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, last night when I was getting my other two ready for bed, I realized that London was...*sigh*...too quiet.  You moms know the feeling.  After just a little bit too much silence from any one child, you get that sinking feeling and then the big question, "uh oh, what are they doing?"  Well, to answer my question, I only had to walk to my bathroom to find out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945537502515694500-1448122807609775959?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1448122807609775959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=1448122807609775959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/1448122807609775959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/1448122807609775959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/makeup.html' title='Makeup'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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-4945537502515694500.post-9129125143815511305</id><published>2009-12-06T07:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T07:22:04.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SxvTk6h8V7I/AAAAAAAAAIs/xwbAobhIPr8/s1600-h/DSC02307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412152008356157362" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SxvTkTWvIxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/PsRwRF8hGVw/s400/DSC02292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&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;&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/4945537502515694500-9129125143815511305?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9129125143815511305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=9129125143815511305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/9129125143815511305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/9129125143815511305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/few-pictures.html' title='A Few Pictures...'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SxvTk6h8V7I/AAAAAAAAAIs/xwbAobhIPr8/s72-c/DSC02307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945537502515694500.post-8610181446051093559</id><published>2009-11-06T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T15:47:02.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Much Too Much...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SvSzZduRIaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/HTB4exeug8c/s1600-h/DSC02245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401139103180857762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SvSzZduRIaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/HTB4exeug8c/s400/DSC02245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fisher's GI doctor just prescribed him a new medicine on Tuesday (appetite stimulant) to help jump-start his appetite. I wish I could share some of my stimulated appetite with him. Anyway, I wanted to share what a daily dose of his meds looks like. It's just too much. I hate having to make him take all of these &lt;strong&gt;every single day&lt;/strong&gt;. I hate having to sit back and &lt;strong&gt;wait&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;hope&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;pray&lt;/strong&gt; that these medications are working inside his little body. As you may have already guessed, Monday's appointment did not go as well as we would have liked. Fisher lost weight (though, only a little), and has dropped even further down in his percentile ranking. Weight-for-heighth he is in the 16th percentile for his age. It makes me so sad to think that two years ago, Fisher was in the 90th percentile for his age. It has been suggested that Fisher may benefit from receiving care from a specialty eosinophilic disorders clinic. There are only four in the United States, non of which are located the Lone Star state. We are still praying about God's plan for our little guy, and will continue our fervent search for answers and medical options.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945537502515694500-8610181446051093559?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8610181446051093559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=8610181446051093559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/8610181446051093559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/8610181446051093559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/much-too-much.html' title='Much Too Much...'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SvSzZduRIaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/HTB4exeug8c/s72-c/DSC02245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945537502515694500.post-2216049232479132002</id><published>2009-06-26T10:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T10:56:02.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SkULii4K77I/AAAAAAAAAHs/B51tVUKRVDw/s1600-h/Hospital+with+Avyn+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351696420305563570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SkULii4K77I/AAAAAAAAAHs/B51tVUKRVDw/s400/Hospital+with+Avyn+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family of Five...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot believe that I'm writing this as I look out of the corner of my eye at our brand new beautful daughter. Avyn Karis Gorsline arrived into this world yesterday at 11:16 am weighing 8lb 15oz and is 20 3/4 in long. It amazes me that God continues to bless us with these perfect little beings, and each time I am overwhelmed with a newfound awe and admiration for His creations. So, the Gorsline's are officially a family of five!&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/4945537502515694500-2216049232479132002?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2216049232479132002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=2216049232479132002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/2216049232479132002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/2216049232479132002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/family-of-five.html' title=''/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SkULii4K77I/AAAAAAAAAHs/B51tVUKRVDw/s72-c/Hospital+with+Avyn+062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945537502515694500.post-4747609355030458985</id><published>2009-03-24T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T15:22:38.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>Wow! Busy month. I can't believe March has come and is nearly gone already. For those of you wondering about Fisher, he's doing great! He gets his cast off next week (Lord willing). His doctor is no longer concerned about his bone density. His new bone growth looks great and his break was over 90% healed last week. Good news! Our home remodel is taking longer than we had anticipated...go figure. All the big stuff is done, but we still haven't put everything where we want it to go. One of our shelves was damaged and had to go back to the store. I still haven't gotten back to Lowes to order the window pane replacement for the door, etc., etc., etc. This stuff really does take a while! I can't wait to post on Avyn's room once it's finished. It still has a way to go, but is gorgeous so far. More on remodel stuff later. Anyway, here's what you really want to see...pictures of the kiddos.  I snapped a couple during art time, but the bottom is my fave.  Such sweet brotherly love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SclbxCCR37I/AAAAAAAAAHk/Fg-SlwhX67Y/s1600-h/DSC01383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316881733005729714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SclbxCCR37I/AAAAAAAAAHk/Fg-SlwhX67Y/s400/DSC01383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/Sclbw0k5iDI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x93Gx1iyv90/s1600-h/DSC01376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316881729392838706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/Sclbw0k5iDI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x93Gx1iyv90/s400/DSC01376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SclbwsY6DSI/AAAAAAAAAHU/XU3-kKYzof4/s1600-h/DSC01369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316881727195057442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SclbwsY6DSI/AAAAAAAAAHU/XU3-kKYzof4/s400/DSC01369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945537502515694500-4747609355030458985?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4747609355030458985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=4747609355030458985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/4747609355030458985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/4747609355030458985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SclbxCCR37I/AAAAAAAAAHk/Fg-SlwhX67Y/s72-c/DSC01383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945537502515694500.post-4593970468631869040</id><published>2009-02-22T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T11:18:33.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She Has A Name!</title><content type='html'>Yeah!  We named our daughter this past week.  After lots of thought and lots of arguing (with Fisher, he insisted that we name her Katie) our little girl has a name.  Avyn (sounds like Raven without the "R").  Anyway, we love it and are thrilled to share it with everyone.  All we ask is that you continue to keep Avyn in your prayers, and now you can pray for her by name.  Ah, what a wonderful blessing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945537502515694500-4593970468631869040?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4593970468631869040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=4593970468631869040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/4593970468631869040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/4593970468631869040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/she-has-name.html' title='She Has A Name!'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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-4945537502515694500.post-2486002917187991233</id><published>2009-02-12T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:30:57.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A BIG SURPRISE!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I know that not a ton of people read this blog, but if you do happen to read it, consider yourselves priveleged to know that WE'RE HAVING A LITTLE GIRL!!!  Praise God!  She is absolutely, wonderfully healthy, and we couldn't be more blessed.  Fisher has been telling us the entire pregnancy that the baby inside Mommy's uterus is a sister.  He was right about London being a brother too.  Anyway, just thought I would share the wonderful news.  Thank you for your prayers.  Keep them coming.  She has a few more months to bake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945537502515694500-2486002917187991233?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2486002917187991233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=2486002917187991233' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/2486002917187991233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/2486002917187991233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/big-surprise.html' title='A BIG SURPRISE!'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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-4945537502515694500.post-1856078786924218934</id><published>2009-02-08T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T20:25:33.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Big Week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Baby and I have our level 2 sonogram this week. Please pray specifically that Baby is wonderfully healthy, and decides to let us take a gender peek. The sono is Thursday, and Paul and I are taking Fisher with us. London will stay with a friend for the better part of the afternoon - little guy cannot sit still for more than eleven seconds so the appointment is pretty much out of the question. Anyway, I have a ton of pictures to catch up on, so bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SY-u00YvoII/AAAAAAAAAHI/FoQX4mY9JtQ/s1600-h/DSC01331.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SY-u0n7Bw6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/3UwDlfHmgo0/s1600-h/DSC01351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300647505531356066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SY-u0n7Bw6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/3UwDlfHmgo0/s320/DSC01351.JPG" border="0" /&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;&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; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So cute!  I love this picture of London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SY-u0W4pw9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/AFEZrjKRs58/s1600-h/DSC01326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300647500957991890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SY-u0W4pw9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/AFEZrjKRs58/s320/DSC01326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;&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; &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;&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;My ever-growing Baby Belly.  This was taken last week, and I'm pretty sure that Baby had a growth spurt this week.  Either that or someone forgot to mention that I'm having triplets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SY-u0GCVn9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/W_EmPyiJ2kY/s1600-h/DSC01323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300647496435212242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SY-u0GCVn9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/W_EmPyiJ2kY/s320/DSC01323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&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;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reading time with Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SY-u0Nw0otI/AAAAAAAAAGo/JTIQ9hWXRJw/s1600-h/DSC01308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300647498509230802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SY-u0Nw0otI/AAAAAAAAAGo/JTIQ9hWXRJw/s320/DSC01308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&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;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor London.  He was sick in this picture.  Note the unzipped sleeper because he was running a temp.  He is much better now...makes for a much happier mom.&lt;/div&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/4945537502515694500-1856078786924218934?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1856078786924218934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=1856078786924218934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/1856078786924218934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/1856078786924218934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/big-week.html' title='A Big Week!'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SY-u0n7Bw6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/3UwDlfHmgo0/s72-c/DSC01351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945537502515694500.post-3736251050195253040</id><published>2009-01-24T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:05:01.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After the Week I've Had...</title><content type='html'>Do you believe in bad luck? As a general rule of living in reality I don't believe in luck. I'm not a superstitious person, never have been, never plan to be. However, after my week of kitchen episodes I'm wondering if perhaps I cracked a mirror or walked under a ladder and just didn't notice. Last Thursday we had gas leak in the kitchen. We noticed it right away and were able to get of the house with the boys and call a gas technician. Everything is fine, just a random "fluke," or so I thought. Then on Monday, I needed some extra counter space and decided to put a pan in the oven - the pan had a plastic lid on it - and of course, I preheated the oven for dinner without remembering to remove it. More airing out of the house and lots of melted plastic clean-up work for my wonderful husband (thanks honey). Tuesday roles around and I'm loading the dishwasher. Harmless, right? WRONG! As I'm closing the dishwasher I hear a loud shattering noise and open the door to find shards of glass everywhere. What went wrong? No idea, just the lid to my favorite cooking pot busted. Finally, today I'm fixing this really wonderful chicken and vegie soup (my fave on cold days like today), and suddenly the vent from the microwave, which sits above the stove, just falls into my soup. Are you kidding me?!? So, what is going on? Is it just my pregnancy clumsiness kicking in, or something a little less obvious? You tell me. Anyway, just thought I'd share my week of mishaps. Enjoy the pictures. Just London today. I'll post more later. Oh, did I mention that I cracked a bowl in the microwave yesterday, and yes it was microwavable. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SXu-yqvjHFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Za0jjMgGtXc/s1600-h/DSC01270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295035564580609106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SXu-yqvjHFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Za0jjMgGtXc/s320/DSC01270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My happy London right after his bath. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SXvCy9wxKCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/L0K0xdyy6o0/s1600-h/DSC01271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295039967732508706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SXvCy9wxKCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/L0K0xdyy6o0/s320/DSC01271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love that smile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945537502515694500-3736251050195253040?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3736251050195253040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=3736251050195253040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/3736251050195253040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/3736251050195253040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/after-week-ive-had.html' title='After the Week I&apos;ve Had...'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SXu-yqvjHFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Za0jjMgGtXc/s72-c/DSC01270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945537502515694500.post-6868408090061469790</id><published>2009-01-19T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T17:49:33.715-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='January 2009'/><title type='text'>...Allergies...UGH!</title><content type='html'>I know that many of you are aware of Fisher's many food allergies and I often get asked a lot of questions regarding how severe they are, what his symptoms are like, etc. So today I thought I would give you a little glimpse. Last night we had small group and had a really great time hanging out with our friends. Of course, whenever you have any type of church gathering you have to have snacks, most of which Fisher is unable to eat. This is rarely a problem. We have learned to pack "Fisher Friendly Food" wherever we go, and I certainly did not think we would have a problem considering that last night small group was at our own house. WRONG! Everyone was on their way out the door and I was cleaning up in the kitchen. Fisher started "helping" me by picking up some things from the table. What a sweet little guy! Anyway, I was working on the dishes and noticed out of the corner of my eye that he was picking up angel food cake - loaded with eggs! Now remember, at this point he is only touching the cake, NOT eating it. So I removed him and proceeded to wash his arms, hands, face, etc. He proceeded to break out in hives all over his face, neck and arms, and then he had an asthma attack. So we did the drill: grabbed the Benedryl, inhalers, breathing mask, and epipen - just in case. Fortunately, last night was a mild episode, so he only needed one round of albuterol and a single dose of Benedryl. I know that God has blessed me with such amazing children. I also know that God is challeging me every single day with Fisher's allergies. If I think about it too long, the fear and worry can can absolutely consume me. So, I often find myself reciting this verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Trust in the Lord with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding. Seek His will in all you do, and He will show you which path to take." Proverbs 3:5-6 NLT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SXSdOeJ1m5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/rClhRBg0zAk/s1600-h/DSC01229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293028334005230482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SXSdOeJ1m5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/rClhRBg0zAk/s200/DSC01229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SXScgM9xfRI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IpE1T0KCtgs/s1600-h/DSC01201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293027539117243666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SXScgM9xfRI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IpE1T0KCtgs/s200/DSC01201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SXSbso-T3mI/AAAAAAAAAFE/o9qmCVifmUI/s1600-h/DSC01231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293026653282492002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SXSbso-T3mI/AAAAAAAAAFE/o9qmCVifmUI/s200/DSC01231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945537502515694500-6868408090061469790?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6868408090061469790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=6868408090061469790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/6868408090061469790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/6868408090061469790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/allergiesugh.html' title='...Allergies...UGH!'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SXSdOeJ1m5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/rClhRBg0zAk/s72-c/DSC01229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945537502515694500.post-8341000320649051393</id><published>2009-01-09T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T08:07:45.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SWg4eFYMnAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/3Un1SRQFzpw/s1600-h/DSC01230.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, I decided to take a little "blogger-break".....for seven months.....but I think I'm ready to get back into the swing of things. I'm not even sure where to begin, so here's a brief update for everyone, and a funny Christmas story for those of you that are interested: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paul&lt;/strong&gt; - Yeah! Paul made a GREAT score on his GRE and was accepted into Lubbock Christian University's Graduate Family Ministry Program. He is so excited to go back to school (no, I'm not kidding).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feydra&lt;/strong&gt; - Yeah! We are expecting baby #3! I'm almost 15 wks along, and baby looks healthy. Please continue to pray for our growing family, and our precious miracle; specifically that baby is HEALTHY and continues to develop normally, and that the big brothers will love their new baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fisher&lt;/strong&gt; - What a little smarty pants! He's got his colors, shapes and letters down. Now we're just working on numbers...and keeping all of our clothes on throughout the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;London&lt;/strong&gt; - BUSY, BUSY, BUSY! Constantly on the move and more opinionated than ever now that he's starting to form sentences "Mommy, book read, you!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the fun little Christmas story I promised:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a wonderful Christmas with our family in Abilene. The boys got absolutely spoiled with love, attention, and of course presents. Oh, and the one thing on Fisher's Christmas list this year, are you ready? &lt;em&gt;A Diving Suit. &lt;/em&gt;I know, that's the face I made too. Anyway, he saw Santa twice this year and each time he sat on his lap and the big questioned came up, "So, what do you want for Christmas this year little boy?" the response left Santa looking a little bewildered and Paul and me a little nervous. Let's not forget the all-too-important piece of this great mystery...how in the world was &lt;em&gt;Santa &lt;/em&gt;going to find an afordable diving suit for a three-year-old?!?! Fortunately I was able to do a little detective work - for Santa, of course - on craigslist. Unfortunately, Paul was too busy playing with one of his Christmas presents to take a picture of Fisher frantically taking off his pajamas so that he could try on his new diving suit. So I guess these will have to suffice for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**Blogger is inserting all of my horizontal pics vertically, and I can't get them to rotate, so I'll just have to download them another day. Sorry!&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/4945537502515694500-8341000320649051393?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8341000320649051393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=8341000320649051393' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/8341000320649051393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/8341000320649051393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back....'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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-4945537502515694500.post-1557109253432056726</id><published>2008-06-25T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T08:10:45.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Everyone!</title><content type='html'>We are having some major problems downloading images from our computer.  So, please be patient.  I will get new pics of the boys up as soon as I can.  I still need to post from London's birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945537502515694500-1557109253432056726?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1557109253432056726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=1557109253432056726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/1557109253432056726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/1557109253432056726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/sorry-everyone.html' title='Sorry Everyone!'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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-4945537502515694500.post-3954505087047117465</id><published>2008-06-09T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T08:09:02.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!  Summer Is Here, and We are BUSY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SE2DRIvkpRI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-_14zxNNv9s/s1600-h/albuquerque+memorial+weekend+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209964674365564178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SE2DRIvkpRI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-_14zxNNv9s/s320/albuquerque+memorial+weekend+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SE2DRuASVcI/AAAAAAAAACE/6WfWJV3xRSQ/s1600-h/albuquerque+memorial+weekend+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209964684367779266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SE2DRuASVcI/AAAAAAAAACE/6WfWJV3xRSQ/s320/albuquerque+memorial+weekend+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith, Fisher and Israel. They all wanted to sleep together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SE2DSZUguVI/AAAAAAAAACM/a9Mno1-fBy8/s1600-h/albuquerque+memorial+weekend+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209964695995332946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SE2DSZUguVI/AAAAAAAAACM/a9Mno1-fBy8/s320/albuquerque+memorial+weekend+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London, Faith and Israel posing for Kacie's camera. That's why they're not looking in my direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SE2DSwjmqaI/AAAAAAAAACU/E9Fu6zE7ut8/s1600-h/albuquerque+memorial+weekend+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209964702232652194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SE2DSwjmqaI/AAAAAAAAACU/E9Fu6zE7ut8/s320/albuquerque+memorial+weekend+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London playing at Granny and Grandpa's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SE2DTTALIfI/AAAAAAAAACc/3BZx0WQ3_-o/s1600-h/albuquerque+memorial+weekend+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209964711479288306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SE2DTTALIfI/AAAAAAAAACc/3BZx0WQ3_-o/s320/albuquerque+memorial+weekend+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fisher and Israel playing at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay guys, so I know it has been a while...remember I did try to warn everyone that I probably wasn't going to be great at this blogging thing...but anyway, here's the latest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONDON COLE IS ONE!! Yeah! My baby boy celebrated his first birthday on Saturday. We had a wonderful day. Our family and friends came into town and we took the kids to the waterpark. They loved it, although London did spend most of the time napping. I haven't downloaded the pictures from my camera yet, so I'll include those in my next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorial day weekend we loaded up the boys and set off on a ten-hour trek to Albuquerque. Thank goodness for portable dvd players. The boys were awesome, and we had a wonderful time with Paul's family. Fisher and London had a blast playing with all of their cousins: Ariel, Rylyn, Faith and Israel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945537502515694500-3954505087047117465?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3954505087047117465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=3954505087047117465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/3954505087047117465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/3954505087047117465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/wow-summer-is-here-and-we-are-busy.html' title='Wow!  Summer Is Here, and We are BUSY!'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SE2DRIvkpRI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-_14zxNNv9s/s72-c/albuquerque+memorial+weekend+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945537502515694500.post-7095077185259840498</id><published>2008-05-15T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T22:54:40.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures As Promised</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SC0gbJiCqWI/AAAAAAAAABc/u6qTzeytV0I/s1600-h/Boys+April-May+2008+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200848795470047586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SC0gbJiCqWI/AAAAAAAAABc/u6qTzeytV0I/s320/Boys+April-May+2008+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the face I get when I won't give him what he wants, in this case, it was the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SC0gbpiCqYI/AAAAAAAAABs/2aNkcUl7Mn8/s1600-h/Boys+April-May+2008+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200848804059982210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SC0gbpiCqYI/AAAAAAAAABs/2aNkcUl7Mn8/s320/Boys+April-May+2008+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickle attack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SC0gb5iCqZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/L6E69LfmTLs/s1600-h/Boys+April-May+2008+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200848808354949522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SC0gb5iCqZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/L6E69LfmTLs/s320/Boys+April-May+2008+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm....turtle anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so here are a few recent photos of London, my little ham. I'll try to download a couple of videos soon, too, so you can see what both boys have been up to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945537502515694500-7095077185259840498?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7095077185259840498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=7095077185259840498' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/7095077185259840498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/7095077185259840498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/pictures-as-promised.html' title='Pictures As Promised'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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/_CDSl0E1uxcw/SC0gbJiCqWI/AAAAAAAAABc/u6qTzeytV0I/s72-c/Boys+April-May+2008+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945537502515694500.post-8550326338623512721</id><published>2008-05-13T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T12:15:21.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Says White Boys Can't Dance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-226d3df547cffb77" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D226d3df547cffb77%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330071582%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7FCE71783FB479E5F489EE35148A3133789F3769.72D70ADAD933532BA8D2670051F780D551248D1A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D226d3df547cffb77%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtYnau3APKh7xpkBGp-ZEm25mNVA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D226d3df547cffb77%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330071582%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7FCE71783FB479E5F489EE35148A3133789F3769.72D70ADAD933532BA8D2670051F780D551248D1A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D226d3df547cffb77%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtYnau3APKh7xpkBGp-ZEm25mNVA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thought I would post this clip of Fisher dancing...so cute.  It's a song from "Meet the Robinson's" that he asks us to play almost every day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945537502515694500-8550326338623512721?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=226d3df547cffb77&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8550326338623512721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=8550326338623512721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/8550326338623512721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/8550326338623512721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/who-says-white-boys-cant-dance.html' title='Who Says White Boys Can&apos;t Dance?'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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-4945537502515694500.post-2910967728505432225</id><published>2008-05-11T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T22:31:43.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I promise, I'll get into the blogging thing eventually...</title><content type='html'>Okay, so for all of my die-hard blogger buddies out there that have been relentlessly bugging me about getting a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blogspot&lt;/span&gt; up and running, here it is, I have arrived!  I plan on getting a little help to deck it out a bit, too, but there's no telling when I'll get that done.  II tried to download some pics of my cuties, but blogger is acting funny...either that or user error.  I'll try again later.  Bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4945537502515694500-2910967728505432225?l=thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2910967728505432225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4945537502515694500&amp;postID=2910967728505432225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/2910967728505432225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945537502515694500/posts/default/2910967728505432225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegorslinefamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-promise-ill-get-into-blogging-thing.html' title='I promise, I&apos;ll get into the blogging thing eventually...'/><author><name>What can I say?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731210168686869537</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></feed>
