<?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-15057408</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:34:22.154-06:00</updated><category term='Out of the mouth...'/><title type='text'>A Giggling Grandma and God's Grace</title><subtitle type='html'>My personal life and how I fit in God's world. CAUTION! GRANDCHILD ALERT! Be prepared for pics of the babies. &lt;a href="http://www.kathleenekovach.com"&gt;CLICK HERE TO VISIT MY WEBSITE!&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kathy Kovach...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699361242908284703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/SBajdhM6SPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/185JCdm8rEs/S220/Kathy+low+res+fattunaphotography.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057408.post-6407871851710156640</id><published>2008-04-28T00:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T12:11:16.766-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Out of the mouth...'/><title type='text'>Out of the Mouth of a Three-Year-Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/SBVv3BM6SMI/AAAAAAAAACc/HeBXmO7Gvbk/s1600-h/Cute+gkid+stuff+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194180736247810242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/SBVv3BM6SMI/AAAAAAAAACc/HeBXmO7Gvbk/s320/Cute+gkid+stuff+002.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 align="left"&gt;Sabella: "I smell something."&lt;br /&gt;Daddy: "What do you smell."&lt;br /&gt;Sabella: "A puma."&lt;br /&gt;Daddy: "What does a puma smell like?"&lt;br /&gt;Sabella: "Waffles."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057408-6407871851710156640?l=gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/6407871851710156640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057408&amp;postID=6407871851710156640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default/6407871851710156640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default/6407871851710156640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/2008/04/out-of-mouth-of-three-year-old.html' title='Out of the Mouth of a Three-Year-Old'/><author><name>Kathy Kovach...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699361242908284703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/SBajdhM6SPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/185JCdm8rEs/S220/Kathy+low+res+fattunaphotography.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/SBVv3BM6SMI/AAAAAAAAACc/HeBXmO7Gvbk/s72-c/Cute+gkid+stuff+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057408.post-5468191431045371976</id><published>2007-08-30T13:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T14:30:47.475-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, My Darlings</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's been a year since I posted last! Life has taken some strange turns since Aug 2006. Thank you to all who have been praying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/RtcjimbPeqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/vJyKGlnKDMA/s1600-h/Adrian%27s+1st+Birthday+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104587779985078946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/RtcjimbPeqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/vJyKGlnKDMA/s320/Adrian%27s+1st+Birthday+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago we celebrated Adrian's first birthday! I know! Hardly seems possible that the little raisin we brought home in a baby blanket has turned into this robust, active boy. He was bound and determined to walk before his milestone birthday, and does fairly well when his sisters don't smother him with hugs and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/RtcfGGbPepI/AAAAAAAAABI/DoTI067uIkI/s1600-h/Adrian%27s+1st+Birthday+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104582892312296082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/RtcfGGbPepI/AAAAAAAAABI/DoTI067uIkI/s320/Adrian%27s+1st+Birthday+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Sabella's third birthday. For months, if you'd ask her when her birthday was, she'd say, "Saturday." Well, &lt;em&gt;Bella ma Bella&lt;/em&gt;, it's finally here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/Rtccr2bPeoI/AAAAAAAAABA/v3w7JDVIURo/s1600-h/Adrian%27s+1st+Birthday+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104580242317474434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/Rtccr2bPeoI/AAAAAAAAABA/v3w7JDVIURo/s320/Adrian%27s+1st+Birthday+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son Jon with his hands full. Please join me in prayer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Father, please bless this little family. I commit them to You to love, to protect, to nurture. Grow the little ones, Lord, into Your Kingdom, and equip Jon with Your grace and wisdom. In Jesus' name, amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057408-5468191431045371976?l=gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/5468191431045371976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057408&amp;postID=5468191431045371976&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default/5468191431045371976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default/5468191431045371976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-my-darlings.html' title='Happy Birthday, My Darlings'/><author><name>Kathy Kovach...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699361242908284703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/SBajdhM6SPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/185JCdm8rEs/S220/Kathy+low+res+fattunaphotography.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/RtcjimbPeqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/vJyKGlnKDMA/s72-c/Adrian%27s+1st+Birthday+069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057408.post-115640030582249199</id><published>2006-08-23T23:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T00:18:25.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the World, Little Adrian!</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the world Adrian Paul Kovach. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Where your sisters adore you. . .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Pop-pop and Gramma can't get enough of you. . .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/08-06%20070.jpg" border="0" /&gt; And Daddy's broad shoulders will keep you safe. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/J2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/J2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Mommy's love will keep you warm. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/A3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/A3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Welcome to the family little Adrian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adrian Paul Kovach was born Aug 18, 2006. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.  My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. " Psalm 139:13-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057408-115640030582249199?l=gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/115640030582249199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057408&amp;postID=115640030582249199&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default/115640030582249199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default/115640030582249199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/2006/08/welcome-to-world-little-adrian.html' title='Welcome to the World, Little Adrian!'/><author><name>Kathy Kovach...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699361242908284703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/SBajdhM6SPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/185JCdm8rEs/S220/Kathy+low+res+fattunaphotography.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057408.post-114667913034485844</id><published>2006-05-03T11:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T12:05:27.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>Our first easter with the girls was fun! We went to church in the morning where we tried to take some nice pics, however, Sophia's energy is not suited to a still camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00049.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;So Mom sat on her!&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00008b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00008b.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;Then dinner at Aunt Carol's house.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00005b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00005b.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;Where the Easter bunnie had visited the night before...&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/Easter%2006%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/Easter%2006%20013.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;...and left treasures inside plastic eggs!&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00013b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00013b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were through eating and hunting eggs, we played pool...sort of.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00023b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00023b.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;Then, it was outside to chase the goats!&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00021b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00021b.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;And to get loved on by cousin Stephie!&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00036a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00036a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Toward evening, we went to Uncle Dick and Aunt Jannene's house where they needed all of their grandchildren (there's a plethora!) to find the 200 eggs the Easter Bunny had left in their back yard.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00037a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00037a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabella joined right in!&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00017b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00017b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, our Easter was so bright, we had to wear shades!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057408-114667913034485844?l=gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/114667913034485844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057408&amp;postID=114667913034485844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default/114667913034485844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default/114667913034485844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/2006/05/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Kathy Kovach...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699361242908284703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/SBajdhM6SPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/185JCdm8rEs/S220/Kathy+low+res+fattunaphotography.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057408.post-113986682400994209</id><published>2006-02-13T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T10:58:02.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Look</title><content type='html'>Got a new look! Go to my &lt;a href="http://kathleenekovach.blogspot.com"&gt;Main Site&lt;/a&gt; to see how I did this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057408-113986682400994209?l=gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/113986682400994209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057408&amp;postID=113986682400994209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default/113986682400994209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default/113986682400994209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-look.html' title='New Look'/><author><name>Kathy Kovach...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699361242908284703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/SBajdhM6SPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/185JCdm8rEs/S220/Kathy+low+res+fattunaphotography.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057408.post-113839485319217854</id><published>2006-01-27T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T13:47:33.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Theeeeeeeeey're coming!</title><content type='html'>As a grandma I’m here to say, AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!! That’s a scream, if I didn’t communicate it well. It’s a scream of excitement. My daughter-in-law, Angie, along with the two girls, a fetus in the womb, two dogs, and a cat, are moving here to Colorado. My son has orders for Korea and will leave on, of all days, his birthday. They already had made plans to get out of the Air Force at the end of his stint in a year, so, she’s willing to relocate the family here and establish a house for them. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I’m going to have my babies right here with me! And, I’ll be present for the birth of the third, something I missed with the other two born in Okinawa.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So, come March, I’ll either have a ton of things to report on this blog, or I’ll be so busy, I won’t have time. Either way, my life will be full of grandbabies soon, and that’s a good thing!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Please pray for safe travel for both Jon and Angie, and that all things go smoothly: the move, the birth of their child, and the separation.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Get ready for PICTURES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057408-113839485319217854?l=gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/113839485319217854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057408&amp;postID=113839485319217854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default/113839485319217854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default/113839485319217854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/2006/01/theeeeeeeeeyre-coming.html' title='Theeeeeeeeey&apos;re coming!'/><author><name>Kathy Kovach...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699361242908284703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/SBajdhM6SPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/185JCdm8rEs/S220/Kathy+low+res+fattunaphotography.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057408.post-113566332217361755</id><published>2005-12-26T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T00:58:00.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2005</title><content type='html'>In Florida:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00056a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00056a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy Jon with a cow cd holder, (it's a family joke!)&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00046a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00046a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Princess Sophia&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Princess Sabella&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00034.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00034.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sabella loving her new toy.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our little star.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we saw this picture we said, poor Sabella!&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00151.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep!&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a "doll" Christmas this year. Here's the booty.&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;And in Colorado:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/HPIM0908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/HPIM0908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim opening presents.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/HPIM0911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/HPIM0911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kathy with bows in her hair. We used to load them on the dog, but she's no longer with us. Guess somebody's got to do it!&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/HPIM0912.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/HPIM0912.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joey with MP3 and new t-shirt.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/HPIM0919.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/HPIM0919.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joey, tired of Mom snapping pics of him.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/HPIM0926.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/HPIM0926.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand niece, Stephie, playing pool after Christmas dinner.&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/HPIM0927.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/HPIM0927.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why the freaky face. He was winning!&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/HPIM0917.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/HPIM0917.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, December 25 is Jim's birthday. He turned 50!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057408-113566332217361755?l=gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/113566332217361755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057408&amp;postID=113566332217361755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default/113566332217361755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default/113566332217361755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-2005.html' title='Christmas 2005'/><author><name>Kathy Kovach...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699361242908284703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/SBajdhM6SPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/185JCdm8rEs/S220/Kathy+low+res+fattunaphotography.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057408.post-113411860424984030</id><published>2005-12-09T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T01:56:44.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Kitty</title><content type='html'>One lucky kitty has found a new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's already learned how to drive the dog crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00066.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a gift from my daughter-in-law, Angie, to my son, Jon for Christmas, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia and Sabella think he belongs to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabella thinks this is pretty funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a very merry Christmas and Blessed New Year!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Kathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057408-113411860424984030?l=gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/113411860424984030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057408&amp;postID=113411860424984030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default/113411860424984030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default/113411860424984030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-kitty.html' title='Christmas Kitty'/><author><name>Kathy Kovach...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699361242908284703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/SBajdhM6SPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/185JCdm8rEs/S220/Kathy+low+res+fattunaphotography.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057408.post-113217632776458746</id><published>2005-11-16T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T14:25:27.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Put A Book On Their Heads!</title><content type='html'>As I grew from a cute little bug into a pudgy toddler, then into an awkward pre-teen and on into the long-legged woman I've become...my parents used to tell their friends that they were going to put a book on my head. In my twelfth year I shot up a couple of inches in one summer. Talk about awkward! I'd reach for a glass of milk and misjudge the distance now that my arms were longer. We had a lot of spilt milk during that summer, but we didn't cry about it. We laughed, because that's what we did in our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch my grandbabies growing and I want to tell their parents, "Put a book on their heads!" Sabella was four months old when we last saw her. She wasn't even crawling yet, and now she's a beautiful fairy princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/10.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/10.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/13.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/13.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia will be three next month. Where has the time gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/DVC00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/DVC00001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now my first baby, Jon, is a daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we've added Angela to our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4126/689/320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I contemplating all of this? Well, first because I have the pictures and I want to share them. But, second, today is my 5oth birthday. I've been around for 50 years! A half century! No wonder my babies have grown and now have babies of their own. I praise God that He has blessed me with family. And I pray a special blessing on my offshoots of their offspring. May God grant them blessings in abundance and may He draw them in to His presence so they will accept the gift of eternal life in Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this, my 50th birthday, I pray that my next 50 years will be just as filled to overflowing with God's abundant blessings, so much that I share that love with those around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How blessed is God! And what a blessing he is! He's the Father of our Master, Jesus Christ, and takes us to the high places of blessing in him. Long before he laid down earth's foundations, he had us in mind, had settled on us as the focus of his love, to be made whole and holy by his love. Long, long ago he decided to adopt us into his family through Jesus Christ. (What pleasure he took in planning this!) He wanted us to enter into the celebration of his lavish gift-giving by the hand of his beloved Son. --Ephesians 1:3-6 (The Message)  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Join my &lt;a href="http://storiesanddevotions.blogspot.com/"&gt;Devotion &lt;/a&gt;blog for my take on Ephesians. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057408-113217632776458746?l=gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/113217632776458746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057408&amp;postID=113217632776458746&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default/113217632776458746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default/113217632776458746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/2005/11/put-book-on-their-heads.html' title='Put A Book On Their Heads!'/><author><name>Kathy Kovach...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699361242908284703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/SBajdhM6SPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/185JCdm8rEs/S220/Kathy+low+res+fattunaphotography.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057408.post-112309503779601645</id><published>2005-01-15T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T12:50:37.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My trip to Florida</title><content type='html'>Jim and I finally got to meet our daughter-in-law, Angela, as well as our two grandbabies, Sophia and Sabella. Sophia was born in December 2002 in Okinawa where both mom and dad were stationed in the Air Force. Sabella was born August 2004 at Eglin Air Force Base in Florida, two weeks before Hurricane Ivan swept through and devastated the area. We hadn't seen our son, Jon for four years, the last time being at his basic training graduation in Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip was a Christmas present from our youngest son, Joey. We praise God for both our sons and now our new daughter-in-law and grandbabies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sure how I'd be as a grandmom. I've never been one to coo over babies, unless they were puppies or kittens. But, I loved my own children when they were little, so I hoped that same matronly gene was still in my body somewhere and not shriveled like a dried up raisen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being a grandmommy. Sophia stole my heart from our first meeting, where we played a game called "Transfer the magnetic letters from Grandmom's hand to the Easter basket." This game took awhile, but I never tired. Then we went to peek-a-boo, where Sophia would stand with her back to me and then turn around suddenly. This was our orientation of each other. By day two, she was giving me hugs and kisses. Baby Sabella took immediately to Grandpa Jim. He held her almost constantly, and now her mom and dad have to unspoil her. I have to admit, holding a cuddly four-month-old was the best thing since cheesecake, and that's saying a lot for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Angela was a treat, too. We got to know each other on the phone, and even have come to love each other, but it's nice to put a face to her and be able to hug her. I never had a daughter, and she fits in our family perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned earlier, it had been four years since I'd seen Jon. Then, he was a twenty-three year old kid trying to decide what to do with his life. He joined the Air Force like his old man, hoping to learn a skill. He was immediately sent to Okinawa out of Tech School, and met his Angela there. It did this old mom's arms good to hold her first-born again, although he's now a man with a family of his own. I loved watching my baby with his babies. He's a good daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were only there a week, and they tried to get us to stay longer, but alas, we do have a life. But I promised I'd visit as often as I could, and hopefully Jim will be able to get out of work once in awhile to join me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following pictures are only a sampling of the over one hundred that I took. Love that digital camera! If you want to see the picture better, simply click on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/2610/640/006_6b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/2610/200/006_6b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the girls, Sophia and Sabella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/2610/640/008_8b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/2610/200/008_8b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us old folks enjoying the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/2610/640/037_37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/2610/200/037_37.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All us girls: me, Angela, Sophia, and baby Sabella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/2610/640/011_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/2610/200/011_11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabella Louise Kovach, born Aug 31, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/2610/640/061_61.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/2610/200/061_61.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia in tie-died dress I bought for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/2610/640/085_85.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/2610/200/085_85.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/2610/640/036_36b.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/2610/200/036_36b.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa and Granddaughter on carousel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/2610/640/041_41b.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/2610/200/041_41b.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and Daughter on carousel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/2610/640/Big%20One.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/2610/200/Big%20One.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy Jon caught a big one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/2610/640/007_7.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/2610/200/007_7.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabella and Eeyore singing "If You're Happy and You Know It Flap Your Ears"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057408-112309503779601645?l=gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/112309503779601645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057408&amp;postID=112309503779601645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default/112309503779601645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057408/posts/default/112309503779601645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gigglinggrandma.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-trip-to-florida.html' title='My trip to Florida'/><author><name>Kathy Kovach...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699361242908284703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_p2YLhKhZSuE/SBajdhM6SPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/185JCdm8rEs/S220/Kathy+low+res+fattunaphotography.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
