August 31, 2010 (Day 37)

Jackie loves Shrek!

August 30, 2010 (Day 36)

(one of Jackie's stuffies)

August 29, 2010 (Day 35)

August 28, 2010 (day 34)

August 27, 2010 (Day 33)

Jackie's first football game (ABT)

August 26, 2010 (Day 32)

Above: screaming after rolling in grass

Above: come catch me mom!

Above: Dancing to no music

Above: Hitting the High Note

Above: Tickling her shadow

August 25, 2010 (Day 31)

Oh sleep! it is a gentle thing,
Beloved from pole to pole.
~Samuel Taylor Coleridge

August 24. 2010 (Day 30)

Running helps me stay on an even keel and in an optimistic frame of mind.~ President Clinton

August 23, 2010 (Day 29)

“Like mother, like daughter.” ~Unknown

***Jackie picked it up and was saying "Cheeeesh!"

August 22, 2010 (Day 28)

There is no telling how many miles you will have to run while chasing a dream. ~Author Unknown

August 21, 2010 (Day 27)

Our house is clean enough to be healthy, and dirty enough to be happy. ~Author Unknown

August 20, 2010 (Day 26)

Life is about using the whole box of crayons. ~RuPaul

August 19, 2010 (Day 25)

One of life's primal situations; the game of hide and seek. Oh, the delicious thrill of hiding while the others come looking for you, the delicious terror of being discovered, but what panic when, after a long search, the others abandon you! You mustn't hide too well. You mustn't be too good at the game. The player must never be bigger than the game itself. ~Jean Baudrillard

August 18, 2010 (Day 24)

The Path that is best for you is the Path that keeps the best of you in play ~Oaqui

August 17, 2010 (Day 23)

Oh Sleep! it is a gentle thing, beloved from pole to pole, to Mary Queen the praise be given! She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven, that slid into my soul.— Samuel Taylor Coleridge

*I think this person loves sleep as much as us!

August 16, 2010 (Day 22)

Sadness flies on the wings of the morning and out of the heart of darkness comes the light. ~Jean Giraudoux

*I am not a morning person so, there is sadness every early morning. This morning we got up early b/c it was Jackie's first day at daycare (since break). I was also sad when we paid for it.

August 15, 2010 (Day 21)

the best things in life are silly ~ Scott Adams

August 14, 2010 (Day 20)

When you go in search of honey you must expect to be stung by bees. ~Joseph Joubert

August 13, 2010 (Day 19)

People don't notice whether it's winter or summer when they're happy. ~Anton Chekhov

August 12, 2010 (Day 18)

Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose. ~From the television show The Wonder Years

*Grandpa Langusch would be proud!

August 11, 2010 (Day 17)

“The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.” ~E.E Cummings

August 10, 2010 (Day 16)

I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day. ~Vincent Van Gogh

August 9, 2010 (Day 15)

A man travels the world over in search of what he needs, and returns home to find it. ~ George Moore

August 8, 2010 (Day 14)

Today, more than ever before, life must be characterized by a sense of Universal responsibility, not only nation to nation and human to human, but also human to other forms of life. ~Dalai Lama

August 6, 2010 (Day 12)

Never let formal education get in the way of your learning. ~ Mark Twain

August 7, 2010 (Day 13)

If you're walking down the right path and you're willing to keep walking, eventually you'll make progress. ~ President Obama

August 5, 2010 (Day 11)

Love is when the other person's happiness is more important than your own. ~ H. Jackson Brown

August 4, 2010 (Day 10)

Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions. ~Dalai Lama

*mac and cheese makes us both happy!

August 3, 2010 (Day 9)

Don't flap your arms like a duck, soar like an eagle. ~Ken Blanchard

*** unless you're my daughter, because I think it's soooo cute!

August 2, 2010 (Day8)

He is not gone completely gone, still alive in my thoughts
And reminders arise in unexpected places
The red, white and blue of a flag in flight
Makes me stop and recall, his courage, his strength
And when I hear that anthem, familiar notes bodly played
I stop and remember, proud of what he did, proud of who he was
****** written by Linnea Langusch (this is only part of her awesomely written poem)

I thought of him today as we walked through the park and read memorials.

August 1, 2010 (Day 7)

Children are naturally scientists ~ posted all over the Imagination Station