<?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-14915282</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:17:57.352-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie Lin Comes Home!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecomeshome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14915282/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecomeshome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>TK</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_L4DK11nyD8Q/R7mMw8mcPPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3Fuzg-Pr9mY/S220/toes.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14915282.post-5608189565680763741</id><published>2007-03-15T21:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T21:58:13.398-04:00</updated><title type='text'>feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2happy.typepad.com/"&gt;Donna &lt;/a&gt;issued a new photo challenge.  This is one of my favorite photos from China.  We were playing in the Swan play room and Katie was playing on the floor.  I snapped this picture in a sepia tone and loved it.  DH asked why I took this one and I told him I loved her tiny feet.  Once I posted it, everyone loved it.  When we got home, my mom had printed it and put it in a photo frame.  My daughter's feet are so precious!  She is 12 1/2 months in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L4DK11nyD8Q/Rfn5EAWpFmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1pIJFnLl3jE/s1600-h/katie"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042335105027741282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L4DK11nyD8Q/Rfn5EAWpFmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1pIJFnLl3jE/s320/katie%27s+feet.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/14915282-5608189565680763741?l=katiecomeshome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecomeshome.blogspot.com/feeds/5608189565680763741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14915282&amp;postID=5608189565680763741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14915282/posts/default/5608189565680763741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14915282/posts/default/5608189565680763741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecomeshome.blogspot.com/2007/03/feet.html' title='feet'/><author><name>TK</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_L4DK11nyD8Q/R7mMw8mcPPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3Fuzg-Pr9mY/S220/toes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L4DK11nyD8Q/Rfn5EAWpFmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1pIJFnLl3jE/s72-c/katie%27s+feet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14915282.post-1295628051205004660</id><published>2007-03-01T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T14:14:35.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The letter G</title><content type='html'>Donna at &lt;a href="http://2happy.typepad.com/double_happiness/2007/02/gimme.html"&gt;Double Happiness &lt;/a&gt;has issued a letter challenge.  My letter was G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-2825091512095109713&amp;hl=en" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" salign="TL"  FlashVars="playerMode=embedded"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14915282-1295628051205004660?l=katiecomeshome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecomeshome.blogspot.com/feeds/1295628051205004660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14915282&amp;postID=1295628051205004660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14915282/posts/default/1295628051205004660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14915282/posts/default/1295628051205004660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecomeshome.blogspot.com/2007/03/letter-g.html' title='The letter G'/><author><name>TK</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_L4DK11nyD8Q/R7mMw8mcPPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3Fuzg-Pr9mY/S220/toes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14915282.post-113787363886451747</id><published>2006-01-21T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T17:28:56.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PASSWORD</title><content type='html'>We have decided to password protect our weblog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already moved all the posts to another site. I am going to leave this up for about a week to allow anyone that wants the password to email me and obtain the password. Soon this site will be taken down.&lt;br /&gt;*edited to add*  Please use the email link to the right to email for the password.  When you leave a comment on the site, it does not let me know your email address. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for following us our journey....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14915282-113787363886451747?l=katiecomeshome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecomeshome.blogspot.com/feeds/113787363886451747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14915282&amp;postID=113787363886451747' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14915282/posts/default/113787363886451747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14915282/posts/default/113787363886451747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecomeshome.blogspot.com/2006/01/password.html' title='PASSWORD'/><author><name>TK</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_L4DK11nyD8Q/R7mMw8mcPPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3Fuzg-Pr9mY/S220/toes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14915282.post-113743765714013932</id><published>2006-01-16T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T13:54:17.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Be assured that if God waits longer than you wish, it is only to make the blessing all the more precious."  Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14915282-113743765714013932?l=katiecomeshome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecomeshome.blogspot.com/feeds/113743765714013932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14915282&amp;postID=113743765714013932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14915282/posts/default/113743765714013932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14915282/posts/default/113743765714013932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecomeshome.blogspot.com/2006/01/be-assured-that-if-god-waits-longer.html' title=''/><author><name>TK</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_L4DK11nyD8Q/R7mMw8mcPPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3Fuzg-Pr9mY/S220/toes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14915282.post-112260356924701924</id><published>2005-07-28T22:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T22:19:29.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Sweet Daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dear Sweet Daughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As a girl I had a common dream, to be a mom someday.&lt;br /&gt;My baby would have eyes of blue and hair the hue of hay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But now my dreams have been transformed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;New visions fill my head.&lt;br /&gt;Now the tresses that I long to stroke are raven black instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And in my dreams those eyes are not so big or blue or round.&lt;br /&gt;Now in my dreams they're almond shaped and colored cocoa brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And in my dreams my arms can stretch across enormous seas.&lt;br /&gt;They reach half-way around the world and hold you close to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As you grow in your mother's womb, carefully knit together,&lt;br /&gt;you're also growing in my heart, where you will stay forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And in my dreams the moment that your mother says good-bye,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right there to comfort you and hold you as you cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Our features may not look alike; we're different as can be.&lt;br /&gt;But still I know the Father has created you for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And though I've not yet seen your face, or held your tiny hands,&lt;br /&gt;and though we're half a world apart in very different lands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'll be right there to get you just as soon as God allows.&lt;br /&gt;But 'til He says the time is right I give to you this vow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'll pray for your protection every day on bended knee.&lt;br /&gt;For God to hold you in His arms, until you're here with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;written by: Gayle Leubecker &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14915282-112260356924701924?l=katiecomeshome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiecomeshome.blogspot.com/feeds/112260356924701924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14915282&amp;postID=112260356924701924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14915282/posts/default/112260356924701924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14915282/posts/default/112260356924701924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiecomeshome.blogspot.com/2005/07/dear-sweet-daughter.html' title='Dear Sweet Daughter'/><author><name>TK</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_L4DK11nyD8Q/R7mMw8mcPPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3Fuzg-Pr9mY/S220/toes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
