﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>The Griebel's RSS Feed</title><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/Rss.aspx</link><description>The latest posts from the Griebel's website.</description><copyright>(c) 2009, Barbed Wired Technologies, LLC. All rights reserved.</copyright><ttl>5</ttl><item><title>Blog Post: It's a....</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="width: 450px; height: 300px; border-color: #a5a5a5; border-width: 3px; border-style: solid;" src="/blog/image_uploads/IMG_6053_Blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/blog/PostDetails.aspx?PostID=258</link><pubDate>Mon 6 Feb 2012 16:03:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Blog Post: Touché</title><description>Last night, Aiden was hanging out with Adam in his office.&amp;nbsp; His eyes spied some Legos in the closet and he politely asked Adam if he could play with them.&amp;nbsp; Adam acquiesced to his request on the condition that Aiden pick them up once he was done playing with them.&amp;nbsp; Aiden agreed and the Lego fun commenced.&amp;nbsp; Fast forward to bedtime...Adam informed Aiden that it was bedtime and that Aiden needed to pick up the Legos, to which Aiden replied, "But you need to help me, Daddy."&amp;nbsp; Adam indicated that he hadn't played with the Legos and therefore didn't need to help Aiden.&amp;nbsp; What was our ever-so-clever son's reply?&amp;nbsp; "Daddy, you knew that I would make a mess and that I wouldn't want to pick them up, so you need to help me pick them up."&amp;nbsp; Touché.&lt;br /&gt;
</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/blog/PostDetails.aspx?PostID=205</link><pubDate>Thu 1 Dec 2011 20:07:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo Album: Thanksgiving Photos</title><description>&lt;img src="/photo/PhotoAlbums/2011-11-24ThanksgivingPhotos/AlbumThumbnail.jpg" title="Thanksgiving Photos" alt="Thanksgiving Photos" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/photo/AlbumDetails.aspx?AlbumID=92</link><pubDate>Thu 24 Nov 2011 17:08:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo Album: Aidens 5th Birthday</title><description>&lt;img src="/photo/PhotoAlbums/2011-10-5Aidens5thBirthday/AlbumThumbnail.jpg" title="Aidens 5th Birthday" alt="Aidens 5th Birthday" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/photo/AlbumDetails.aspx?AlbumID=91</link><pubDate>Sat 5 Nov 2011 14:00:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Blog Post: Wordless Wednesday</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="width: 300px; height: 450px; border-color: #bfbfbf; border-width: 3px; border-style: solid;" src="/blog/image_uploads/IMG_1965.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/blog/PostDetails.aspx?PostID=257</link><pubDate>Wed 2 Nov 2011 19:11:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo Album: Halloween</title><description>&lt;img src="/photo/PhotoAlbums/2011-10-31Halloween/AlbumThumbnail.jpg" title="Halloween" alt="Halloween" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/photo/AlbumDetails.aspx?AlbumID=90</link><pubDate>Mon 31 Oct 2011 21:21:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Blog Post: Multitasking</title><description>This afternoon, after we returned home from the preschool fall party at Aiden's teacher's farm, Aiden was taking a bath prior to naptime.&amp;nbsp; Tonight is bath night, but I upped the occurrence of said bath due to the fact that Aiden was quite sticky and dirty.&amp;nbsp; (Don't worry...I took LOTS of pictures at the party!)&amp;nbsp; Anywho...Aiden was enjoying his usual play time during bath time.&amp;nbsp; I asked him if he was ready to get soaped up as nap time was quickly approaching.&amp;nbsp; He immediately stopped what he was doing and said, "But I want to watch 'Shaun the Sheep' and play on Daddy's tablet...I want to multitask!"&lt;br /&gt;
</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/blog/PostDetails.aspx?PostID=256</link><pubDate>Wed 12 Oct 2011 13:54:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Blog Post: Highlight of my week</title><description>As a mom of a soon-to-be preschooler, I often smile or chuckle at the things Aiden says and does.&amp;nbsp; But every once in awhile, there is a moment that is so hilariously awesome that I find myself literally laughing out loud each time I remember said moment.&amp;nbsp; Today I had one of those moments.&amp;nbsp; It goes a little like this...&lt;br /&gt;
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I had just informed Aiden that he would be taking a nap today. He then proceeded to tell me that he didn't need a nap today because he only takes naps on Tuesdays. You can imagine his disgust (and my pleasure) when I told him today was Tuesday.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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The look on his face was pure awesomeness...at least from my perspective.&amp;nbsp; It was all I could do to stifle the laughter and smile.&lt;br /&gt;
</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/blog/PostDetails.aspx?PostID=255</link><pubDate>Tue 30 Aug 2011 10:35:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Blog Post: Wordless Wednesday</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="/blog/image_uploads/IMG_5668.jpg" style="width: 400px; height: 267px; border-top-color: rgb(165, 165, 165); border-right-color: rgb(165, 165, 165); border-bottom-color: rgb(165, 165, 165); border-left-color: rgb(165, 165, 165); border-top-width: 3px; border-right-width: 3px; border-bottom-width: 3px; border-left-width: 3px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/blog/PostDetails.aspx?PostID=254</link><pubDate>Wed 10 Aug 2011 10:12:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Blog Post: Wordless Wednesday</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="/blog/image_uploads/IMG_5482.jpg" style="width: 400px; height: 267px; border-top-width: 3px; border-right-width: 3px; border-bottom-width: 3px; border-left-width: 3px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(165, 165, 165); border-right-color: rgb(165, 165, 165); border-bottom-color: rgb(165, 165, 165); border-left-color: rgb(165, 165, 165); " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/blog/PostDetails.aspx?PostID=252</link><pubDate>Wed 27 Jul 2011 09:00:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Blog Post: Bedtime Prayer</title><description>Last night, as I was walking out of Aiden's room after putting him to bed, I hear a quiet voice say, "Mommy, will you pray with me?"  I replied that I would be absolutely happy to pray with him.  I snuggled next to him.  With his hands folded and eyes closed, he began praying the little prayer that is at the end of each of the &lt;a href="http://www.bozthebear.com/home.asp"&gt;Boz the Bear&lt;/a&gt; videos.  It was so cute.  When it came time to thank God about today, he started off by thanking God for the things we bought today (groceries), for love, for his stars blanket, for his baby blanket, for his Pillow Pet, for his books, for his bookshelves, etc.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're probably wondering why he was thanking God for his bookshelves.  I too was curious as he then proceeded to thank God for his curtains, fan, bed, pictures, and so on and so forth.  I soon realized what exactly was going on when it dawned on me that he was naming things off in his room.  I peeked out of one eye to see him looking around his room.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was too cute for words, even when I realized that part of it may have been a stalling technique since the usual "I'm thirsty" bit didn't work (as he had just finished a sippy cup full of milk).  But whatever the reason behind it, it makes me happy to hear him thanking God for what he has.  It reminded me that I too should be thankful not just for the overall quality of my life but for the little things, no matter how small.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/blog/PostDetails.aspx?PostID=253</link><pubDate>Tue 26 Jul 2011 19:01:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo Album: Running Through the Sprinklers</title><description>&lt;img src="/photo/PhotoAlbums/2011-7-25RunningThroughTheSprinklers/AlbumThumbnail.jpg" title="Running Through the Sprinklers" alt="Running Through the Sprinklers" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/photo/AlbumDetails.aspx?AlbumID=89</link><pubDate>Mon 25 Jul 2011 17:00:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Blog Post: Our little sponge</title><description>As a parent, it is amazing to watch a child soak up the world around him, like a sponge.  Even when you think your child isn't really paying attention, he will startle you at a later date by reciting back to you just what you had said.  Our sweet little boy is no different.  Many times we are clueless as to how he gains the knowledge he possesses.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was at work on Saturday afternoon, Adam and Aiden were having some quality father-son bonding time.  They needed to head up to Adam's parents' place, but in order to do so, Adam had to hook up the battery charger to our car's battery.  (Our car is having "issues" lately - i.e., not starting when we want it to.)  As Adam was plugging in the charger, Aiden piped up, "Now remember, Daddy.  Negative goes to ground."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam looked at Aiden in disbelief, knowing that Aiden was indeed correct.  He then chuckled and said, "What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiden, in complete seriousness with a hint of slight irritation, replied, "The black one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That little guy amazes us on a daily basis as to what bits of information he has gleaned from overheard conversations, television shows, movies, etc.  So I guess if I ever need to jump-start a vehicle, I should have Aiden around to remind me how it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="/blog/image_uploads/IMG_5496.jpg" style="width: 400px; height: 267px; border-top-color: rgb(165, 165, 165); border-right-color: rgb(165, 165, 165); border-bottom-color: rgb(165, 165, 165); border-left-color: rgb(165, 165, 165); border-top-width: 3px; border-right-width: 3px; border-bottom-width: 3px; border-left-width: 3px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;When I took this picture, Aiden kept repeating, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;"I'm not supposed to be holding this."  &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/blog/PostDetails.aspx?PostID=251</link><pubDate>Mon 25 Jul 2011 16:00:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo Album: CampingInKansas</title><description>&lt;img src="/photo/PhotoAlbums/2011-7-8CampingInKansas/AlbumThumbnail.jpg" title="CampingInKansas" alt="CampingInKansas" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/photo/AlbumDetails.aspx?AlbumID=86</link><pubDate>Fri 8 Jul 2011 12:35:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo Album: Fireworks at Mom and Dads</title><description>&lt;img src="/photo/PhotoAlbums/2011-7-5FireworksAtMomAndDads/AlbumThumbnail.jpg" title="Fireworks at Mom and Dads" alt="Fireworks at Mom and Dads" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/photo/AlbumDetails.aspx?AlbumID=88</link><pubDate>Tue 5 Jul 2011 16:37:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo Album: Fireworks</title><description>&lt;img src="/photo/PhotoAlbums/2011-7-4Fireworks/AlbumThumbnail.jpg" title="Fireworks" alt="Fireworks" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/photo/AlbumDetails.aspx?AlbumID=87</link><pubDate>Mon 4 Jul 2011 17:00:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo Album: Lightning</title><description>&lt;img src="/photo/PhotoAlbums/2011-7-3Lightning/AlbumThumbnail.jpg" title="Lightning" alt="Lightning" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/photo/AlbumDetails.aspx?AlbumID=84</link><pubDate>Sun 3 Jul 2011 01:00:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo Album: Kittens and Bubbles</title><description>&lt;img src="/photo/PhotoAlbums/2011-5-27KittensAndBubbles/AlbumThumbnail.jpg" title="Kittens and Bubbles" alt="Kittens and Bubbles" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/photo/AlbumDetails.aspx?AlbumID=83</link><pubDate>Mon 27 Jun 2011 18:49:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo Album: Red Light Green Light</title><description>&lt;img src="/photo/PhotoAlbums/2011-6-4RedLightGreenLight/AlbumThumbnail.jpg" title="Red Light Green Light" alt="Red Light Green Light" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/photo/AlbumDetails.aspx?AlbumID=85</link><pubDate>Sat 4 Jun 2011 17:08:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo Album: Emmys Birthday</title><description>&lt;img src="/photo/PhotoAlbums/2011-5-22EmmysBirthday/AlbumThumbnail.jpg" title="Emmys Birthday" alt="Emmys Birthday" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/photo/AlbumDetails.aspx?AlbumID=82</link><pubDate>Sun 22 May 2011 13:00:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Blog Post: Wordless Wednesday</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="/blog/image_uploads/IMG_4864.jpg" style="width: 267px; height: 400px; border-top-color: rgb(165, 165, 165); border-right-color: rgb(165, 165, 165); border-bottom-color: rgb(165, 165, 165); border-left-color: rgb(165, 165, 165); border-top-width: 3px; border-right-width: 3px; border-bottom-width: 3px; border-left-width: 3px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/blog/PostDetails.aspx?PostID=250</link><pubDate>Wed 4 May 2011 12:07:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Blog Post: Wordless Wednesday</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="/blog/image_uploads/IMG_4746.jpg" style="width: 400px; height: 267px; border-top-color: rgb(165, 165, 165); border-right-color: rgb(165, 165, 165); border-bottom-color: rgb(165, 165, 165); border-left-color: rgb(165, 165, 165); border-top-width: 3px; border-right-width: 3px; 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</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/blog/PostDetails.aspx?PostID=248</link><pubDate>Wed 6 Apr 2011 19:21:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo Album: Aaron and Kiah</title><description>&lt;img src="/photo/PhotoAlbums/2011-4-4AaronAndKiah/AlbumThumbnail.jpg" title="Aaron and Kiah" alt="Aaron and Kiah" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/photo/AlbumDetails.aspx?AlbumID=81</link><pubDate>Mon 4 Apr 2011 14:48:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Blog Post: My 2nd Blogoversary!!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy blogoversary to me!&lt;br /&gt;
Happy blogoversary to me!&lt;br /&gt;
Happy blogoversary to meeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;
Happy blogoversary to me!&lt;br /&gt;
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Believe it or not, two whole years have come and gone since I started this blog.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I am extremely appreciative to you, my faithful readers, and I love reading the comments you leave. &lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/blog/PostDetails.aspx?PostID=245</link><pubDate>Wed 23 Mar 2011 20:00:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Blog Post: Hard to say good-bye</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good-byes are just a part of life...like it or not.&amp;nbsp; Some are harder to deal with than others.&amp;nbsp; Today would definitely fall into the "hard" category.&lt;br /&gt;
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We made the trek to Norton to say good-bye to a loved one...Adam's Grandpa Wiseman.&amp;nbsp; Even though he had been quite sick these past few months, the end was still a bit of a shock.&lt;br /&gt;
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Despite the reason for our being together today, a random day at the end of March, it was a good day remembering Grandpa Wiseman and his incredible legacy...the family he leaves behind, a family which I am so grateful to have been a part of for nearly 12 years.&lt;br /&gt;
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It is never easy mourning the loss of a loved one.&amp;nbsp; It is easy to dwell on all of the "never will be's".&amp;nbsp; It was impossible for me today not to have my mind wander to all of the "never will be's" regarding the loss of two of my grandparents.&amp;nbsp; When my maternal grandma and grandpa passed away, I was 9 and 22, respectively.&amp;nbsp; I still feel their loss just as deeply at various times in my life, despite all of the years that have passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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In times like this, I try to focus on all of the wonderful memories that I have regarding the loved one.&amp;nbsp; It helps dry some of the tears and ease some of the heartache.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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But what is of the most comfort to me is the knowledge I have that one day we will be reunited again in heaven for all eternity.&amp;nbsp; It makes the good-byes easier to bear.&amp;nbsp; So in essence it really isn't good-bye, it's more of a "Hey! See ya later!"&amp;nbsp; And what a reunion that will be! &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/blog/PostDetails.aspx?PostID=247</link><pubDate>Tue 22 Mar 2011 18:58:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Blog Post: Our little project</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In our house, there is a little boy who is quite anxious for spring.&amp;nbsp; He is especially excited for one spring activity in particular...planting flowers.&amp;nbsp; Knowing that waiting - especially for another couple months - to plant flowers with Mommy is especially hard for a four-year-old, I bought a seed starting kit, starting mix and some flower seeds.&amp;nbsp; I am figuring that growing plants indoors will help pass the time until the threat of frost has passed.&lt;br /&gt;
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There was one day last week that was particularly warm.&amp;nbsp; So after his
nap, I informed him of my little project.&amp;nbsp; He normally likes to have
some cuddle time immediately after his nap.&amp;nbsp; But no sooner than I was
done talking, Aiden was getting his shoes and socks, all the while
informing me that he wanted to do it now.&lt;br /&gt;
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I poured some of the starting mix into a cup for him and handed him a
spoon.&amp;nbsp; He took his task very seriously, often informing me that I was
making a mess.&amp;nbsp; I planted the seeds and then he helped me water them.&amp;nbsp; He checks on them every day in the hopes that they have started to grow.&amp;nbsp; I love doing little projects such as this with Aiden.&lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://www.thegriebels.com/blog/PostDetails.aspx?PostID=243</link><pubDate>Wed 16 Mar 2011 10:00:00 CST</pubDate></item><item><title>Blog Post: A perfect moment</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not a fan of winter.&amp;nbsp; However, I happen to live with a little boy who loves it...more specifically snow.&lt;br /&gt;
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We've had a fair amount of snow this winter, but most of the time the temperature was WAY too cold to play outside.&lt;br /&gt;
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So when we had snow last week followed by a nice day with a temperature above freezing, I figured I should treat my snow-loving little boy to some good ole fashioned fun in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;
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It probably comes as no surprise that Percy the train was brought along for the fun.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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This is the smile of appreciation by a little boy who had so much fun running around in the snow.&amp;nbsp; And I must admit that even I enjoyed myself.&amp;nbsp; It is practically impossible to spend time with Aiden, playing in the snow, and not have at least some of his joy rub off on me...resulting in a perfect moment with my adorable boy.&lt;br /&gt;
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