<?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-5518896006707101868</id><updated>2011-12-12T21:09:45.935-08:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Early Intervention'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Birthday Girl'/><category term='Arte Y Pico Award'/><category term='Photo'/><category term='Down Syndrome'/><category term='Nephew'/><category term='Jake'/><category term='Memorial Day'/><category term='eReadingPro'/><category term='laughter'/><category term='Mardi Gras'/><category term='Children'/><category term='Movie Night'/><category term='Playing Hookey'/><category term='Foods'/><category term='St Patrick&apos;s Day Parade'/><category term='fun'/><category term='Information'/><category term='love'/><category term='humor'/><category term='Haircut'/><title type='text'>Down Syndrome</title><subtitle type='html'>This Site is dedicated to my daughter Shannon
What it is like being the mother of a Down Syndrome Child.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-2706259523240091476</id><published>2011-12-04T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T21:30:40.414-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>How Fast They Grow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SrZBMKY8Hww/TtxV_YH9TUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/2w6ZYXquESI/s1600/shannon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SrZBMKY8Hww/TtxV_YH9TUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/2w6ZYXquESI/s1600/shannon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3EXwtwveQLs/TtxWN7yQYyI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/pYKdd2DYFC4/s1600/0712111617a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3EXwtwveQLs/TtxWN7yQYyI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/pYKdd2DYFC4/s320/0712111617a.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UBJ3S4pvKsM/TtxWo6bNkfI/AAAAAAAAAUY/vc3BXiIN9yk/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UBJ3S4pvKsM/TtxWo6bNkfI/AAAAAAAAAUY/vc3BXiIN9yk/s320/007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shannon with her sister Melanie&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/5518896006707101868-2706259523240091476?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2706259523240091476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=2706259523240091476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/2706259523240091476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/2706259523240091476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-fast-they-grow.html' title='How Fast They Grow'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SrZBMKY8Hww/TtxV_YH9TUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/2w6ZYXquESI/s72-c/shannon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-3024741848002540888</id><published>2011-09-27T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T09:33:25.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>Brothers Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QEB_0Toyi5w/ToH5nvg06JI/AAAAAAAAATs/B3SY2JSc5OE/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QEB_0Toyi5w/ToH5nvg06JI/AAAAAAAAATs/B3SY2JSc5OE/s320/024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My son and his new wife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SfpBPoCxQas/ToH54MhiCvI/AAAAAAAAATw/c_H13_yKnJQ/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SfpBPoCxQas/ToH54MhiCvI/AAAAAAAAATw/c_H13_yKnJQ/s320/028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CX5JfBfUVEo/ToH6KlcBQYI/AAAAAAAAAT0/AF94czMpHY8/s1600/051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CX5JfBfUVEo/ToH6KlcBQYI/AAAAAAAAAT0/AF94czMpHY8/s320/051.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Shannon loving to dance with one of her older brothers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-3024741848002540888?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3024741848002540888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=3024741848002540888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/3024741848002540888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/3024741848002540888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/brothers-wedding.html' title='Brothers Wedding'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QEB_0Toyi5w/ToH5nvg06JI/AAAAAAAAATs/B3SY2JSc5OE/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-7614421216983552862</id><published>2011-06-07T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T16:31:37.314-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday Girl'/><title type='text'>Shannon's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eE8UoMW_lQg/Te6yfjUZtWI/AAAAAAAAAS4/p6mG1Qefl4c/s1600/041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eE8UoMW_lQg/Te6yfjUZtWI/AAAAAAAAAS4/p6mG1Qefl4c/s320/041.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Shannon is now 13 years old. Her birthday was the 21st of May. This picture was taken on Memorial Day at the swimming pool at my son's apartment. The girl with her is my daughter Melanie. She's 14 and will be 15 in December. The time is going fast. Shannon is in the Middle school but Melanie will be in High school next year. My babies are not babies anymore..&lt;br /&gt;Ladyhawkcj&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-7614421216983552862?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7614421216983552862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=7614421216983552862&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/7614421216983552862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/7614421216983552862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/shannons-birthday.html' title='Shannon&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eE8UoMW_lQg/Te6yfjUZtWI/AAAAAAAAAS4/p6mG1Qefl4c/s72-c/041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-8338553630550660278</id><published>2010-08-22T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T13:06:09.789-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/THGC5xOzWbI/AAAAAAAAAQY/pkfSLzMwe24/s1600/Shannon+and+Brit+Field+Day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/THGC5xOzWbI/AAAAAAAAAQY/pkfSLzMwe24/s320/Shannon+and+Brit+Field+Day.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It is that time again. School! Shannon is going to a school in Alabama now to a school that is more geared for handicapped children. She stay with her big sister so she is not without family. I miss her terribly. If it wasn't for the fact that it is good for her I would bring her back home.&lt;br /&gt;I love You Shannon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-8338553630550660278?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8338553630550660278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=8338553630550660278&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/8338553630550660278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/8338553630550660278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/THGC5xOzWbI/AAAAAAAAAQY/pkfSLzMwe24/s72-c/Shannon+and+Brit+Field+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-3868819664040492783</id><published>2010-05-29T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T11:12:21.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Just An Update</title><content type='html'>Shannon is out for the summer now. She is now going to school in Alabama. She stays with her big sister. They have a lot more programs there than they do in Ms where I live. I am working in a nursing center now. I hardly have time to write anything but I shall strive to keep more in touch. I am off this weekend and trying to clean house and do laundry. Going to go for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladyhawkcj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-3868819664040492783?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3868819664040492783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=3868819664040492783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/3868819664040492783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/3868819664040492783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-update.html' title='Just An Update'/><author><name>C. 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J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s4/karsmi123/tg/th_tg1904.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-2662841093062660133</id><published>2009-06-02T18:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T18:20:59.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Down Syndrome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Information'/><title type='text'>Learning About Down Syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o4y0k7zRGQw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o4y0k7zRGQw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-2662841093062660133?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' title='Learning About Down Syndrome'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2662841093062660133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=2662841093062660133&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/2662841093062660133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/2662841093062660133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/learning-about-down-syndrome.html' title='Learning About Down Syndrome'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-5914716258079027155</id><published>2009-05-31T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T08:24:35.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haircut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Shannon Got A Hair Cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/SiKgjsFnV6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/sCEhppZzPzI/s1600-h/097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/SiKgjsFnV6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/sCEhppZzPzI/s320/097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342008643005405090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shannon got a hold of some scissors and proceeded to cut her hair. She cut it so close to the scalp that there was no way to fix it. Yesterday I decided to cut it all and this is the result. I think she looks kind of cute with short hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-5914716258079027155?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' title='Shannon Got A Hair Cut'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5914716258079027155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=5914716258079027155&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/5914716258079027155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/5914716258079027155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/shannon-got-hair-cut.html' title='Shannon Got A Hair Cut'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/SiKgjsFnV6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/sCEhppZzPzI/s72-c/097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-3645488639488853033</id><published>2009-05-02T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T14:14:37.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers With Daughters That Has Down Syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I know that at one time or another that mothers think about their daughters growing up. I know that I have. My Shannon is going to be 11 on the 21st and she is growing up so fast. The time will come when that time of the month will start. Personally I don't think I want to deal with that. I think it is a personal choice that each parent has to decide what is best for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to find out what my options are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there is anyone with a Down Syndrome daughter that has gone through this I would appreciate any information.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been thinking a lot about Shannon's future and what life is going to hold for her. I was just talking to one of her brothers the other day about who would take care of Shannon if anything happened to her dad and I. She has three brothers and one grown sister and I am sure one of them would take care of her but I need to get it taken care of exactly who it is going to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-3645488639488853033?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' title='Mothers With Daughters That Has Down Syndrome'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3645488639488853033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=3645488639488853033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/3645488639488853033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/3645488639488853033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-with-daughters-that-has-down.html' title='Mothers With Daughters That Has Down Syndrome'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-6992341736226265673</id><published>2009-04-05T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T06:46:54.660-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dazzlejunction.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i188.photobucket.com/albums/z92/dazzlej2/holidays/easter/easter_5.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.dazzlejunction.com/holidays/easter.php" target="_blank"&gt;Easter Comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dazzlejunction.com" target="_blank"&gt;Myspace Comments&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://register.photobucket.com/?pbaffsite=464" target="_blank"&gt;Upload Photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-6992341736226265673?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6992341736226265673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=6992341736226265673&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/6992341736226265673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/6992341736226265673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-2171303435729835787</id><published>2009-03-24T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T10:16:19.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/SckU69fOVEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/nLWDk240-lY/s1600-h/HPIM0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/SckU69fOVEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/nLWDk240-lY/s320/HPIM0382.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316803838258074690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/SckUOtdNg-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/dgm3ClIO1EA/s1600-h/HPIM0381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/SckUOtdNg-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/dgm3ClIO1EA/s320/HPIM0381.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316803078040421346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I would put some currant picturs of Shannon up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thiswomansblog.blogspot.com"&gt;Ladyhawkcj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-2171303435729835787?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2171303435729835787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=2171303435729835787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/2171303435729835787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/2171303435729835787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/SckU69fOVEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/nLWDk240-lY/s72-c/HPIM0382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-5061841822162586737</id><published>2009-03-20T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T12:50:00.890-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Down Syndrome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Information'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>The New Dolls</title><content type='html'>I received a comment that was very nice. I was asked about something that I didn't even know existed. It was about Down Syndrome dolls. My Shannon was not interested in dolls for a long time but she is now. She plays with regular dolls.  I know that she is different but I don't treat her any different than I do my other daughter and that includes her toys. I don't want her to feel that she is substandard in any way. Here is the site to check out these new dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,1886457,00.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,1886457,00.html&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be interested in your views about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Ladyhawkcj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-5061841822162586737?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5061841822162586737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=5061841822162586737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/5061841822162586737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/5061841822162586737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-dolls.html' title='The New Dolls'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-405763533419383820</id><published>2009-02-26T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T06:25:45.114-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mardi Gras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Mardi Gras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/Saalb7dDnmI/AAAAAAAAALo/7Bhgj9z34mU/s1600-h/HPIM0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307111110137323106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/Saalb7dDnmI/AAAAAAAAALo/7Bhgj9z34mU/s400/HPIM0079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the parades on Fat Tuesday and Shannon just loved it. She got into the groove of dancing to the music and waving those arms of hers. She got plenty of beads and stuffed animals. We wound up with six walmart bags full of beads. You are probably wondering what in the world is she going to do with all those beads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I keep a few that I like and then I give the rest to my son who is going to be in the St Patrick's Day parade. Guess what? My son's named Patrick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a good day. I had a good day but I am paying for it now because I am sore everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com"&gt;Ladyhawkcj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-405763533419383820?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' title='Mardi Gras'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/405763533419383820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=405763533419383820&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/405763533419383820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/405763533419383820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/mardi-gras.html' title='Mardi Gras'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/Saalb7dDnmI/AAAAAAAAALo/7Bhgj9z34mU/s72-c/HPIM0079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-8465074241854385565</id><published>2008-08-11T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T07:54:49.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>School Has Started</title><content type='html'>School has started for a new year again. They are trying to get started where kids will go to school fro 4 days for 10 hours. I don't think so. I drive Shannon to and from school this year. She has not got into the groove yet. She has not cried but she looks like she wants to. I hate to leave her but I have to go to work. Well I am at work so I am making this short. I want thank the ones that have left comments. Talk to you later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ladyhawkcj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-8465074241854385565?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' title='School Has Started'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8465074241854385565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=8465074241854385565&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/8465074241854385565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/8465074241854385565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/school-has-started.html' title='School Has Started'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-3333963638376063774</id><published>2008-06-26T09:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T10:03:12.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nephew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jake'/><title type='text'>Shannon Is An Aunt Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/SGPKgyf5yCI/AAAAAAAAAIE/oz1viOlMLx8/s1600-h/Jake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/SGPKgyf5yCI/AAAAAAAAAIE/oz1viOlMLx8/s400/Jake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216235458085373986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Collin Jake Shannon's new nephew born June 23 weighing 8 lbs and 5 oz.&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to hold him but there was just too many people there and no place for her to sit down and hold him.&lt;br /&gt;We were at the hospital all day waiting on him to be born and Shannon did real good. She is aunt to seven now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-3333963638376063774?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' title='Shannon Is An Aunt Again'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3333963638376063774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=3333963638376063774&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/3333963638376063774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/3333963638376063774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/shannon-is-aunt-again.html' title='Shannon Is An Aunt Again'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/SGPKgyf5yCI/AAAAAAAAAIE/oz1viOlMLx8/s72-c/Jake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-7916947984833151774</id><published>2008-06-12T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:16:26.664-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arte Y Pico Award'/><title type='text'>My " Arte Y Pico " From Denise Bailey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/SFGxDnmHtFI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mlOIR6KT49I/s1600-h/ArteYPico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211140919570969682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/SFGxDnmHtFI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mlOIR6KT49I/s400/ArteYPico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been awarded this by Denise at &lt;a href="http://kklprimitivesblog.blogspot/"&gt;KKl Primitives Blog.  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Denise had to say;&lt;br /&gt; Carol's personal blog dedicated to her daughter Shannon, who has &lt;a href="http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Down Syndrome&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy reading about life with Shannon. One particular post that had me smiling was when Shannon's dad cut her bangs and forgot to put the scissors out of reach. Like any other child, Shannon got the scissors and proceeded to give herself a 'little' trim on the top as well, and according to Carol, there wasn't much hair left!&lt;br /&gt;Shannon may be a 'special needs child' but she is happy, well adjusted, won 'student of the month' at school and had her photo in the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;She's special because she has the capacity to love everyone and everyone loves her.&lt;br /&gt;It comes across in Carol's writing, how much her child means to her.&lt;br /&gt;I appreiciate this very much.&lt;br /&gt;The "Arte y Pico" award was created and to be given to bloggers who inspire others with their creative energy and their talents, whether it be writing, artwork in all media's. When you receive this award it is considered a "special honor". Once you have received this award, you are to pass it on to at least 5 others.&lt;br /&gt;Please read more info on this wonderful award , visit: &lt;a href="http://www.arteypico.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.arteypico.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have to choose 5 bloggers that I consider deserving of this award for their creativity, design, posts, and contribution to the blogging community. The rules are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;1) You have to pick 5 blogs that you consider deserving of this award, creativity, design, interesting material, and also contributes to the blogger community, no matter the language.&lt;br /&gt;2) Each award has to have the name of the author and also a link to his or her blog to be visited by everyone.&lt;br /&gt;4) Award-winning and the one who has given the prize have to show the link of " &lt;a href="http://www.arteypico.blogspot.com/"&gt;Arte Y  Pico &lt;/a&gt;"blog, so everyone will know the origin of this award.&lt;br /&gt;5) To show these rules.&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be hard because there are so many that are good. Here are my 5&lt;br /&gt;1. Shinade - &lt;a href="http://shinade.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Painted Veil&lt;/a&gt;  Shinade has some photos that are just beautiful. She has a beautiful blog and has already won one award for extraordinary blog. The graphics are just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;2. Angel - &lt;a href="http://hereandnow4angel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Here and Now  4 Angel&lt;/a&gt;  Angel blog about surviving childhood traumas are awe inspiring. The battle of triumphing over an eating disorder. It takes courage to face up to your problems and work through thme and share her thoughts and feelings about it.&lt;br /&gt;3. Maitri- &lt;a href="http://www.magicandmomentsat%20dragonflycottage.com/"&gt;Magic and Moments at Dragonfly Cottage&lt;/a&gt;  a writer, small press publisher and a fiber artist. She promotes animal welfare. She also promotes love and compassion. She donates portions of her income to help with animal welfare.&lt;br /&gt;4. Lisibee- &lt;a href="http://margieandednasbasement.blogspot.com/"&gt;Margie and Edna's Basement&lt;/a&gt; This blog is based on humor. I love reading this blog as it always makes me laugh. Laughter is good for the soul and it is sure to fill you with joy.&lt;br /&gt;5. Lynne - &lt;a href="http://thesewingmom.com/"&gt;The Sewing Mom&lt;/a&gt; - Scrapbooking and fabric crafts are unique. I love her fabric purses. Colorful and bright.&lt;br /&gt;Ladyhawkcj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-7916947984833151774?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' title='My &quot; Arte Y Pico &quot; From Denise Bailey'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7916947984833151774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=7916947984833151774&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/7916947984833151774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/7916947984833151774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-arte-y-pico-from-denise-bailey.html' title='My &quot; Arte Y Pico &quot; From Denise Bailey'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/SFGxDnmHtFI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mlOIR6KT49I/s72-c/ArteYPico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-192495433020364922</id><published>2008-05-27T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T16:23:40.203-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday Girl'/><title type='text'>The Birthday Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/SDyWaMMV1xI/AAAAAAAAAHE/_wosxWTLKK8/s1600-h/HPIM0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/SDyWaMMV1xI/AAAAAAAAAHE/_wosxWTLKK8/s400/HPIM0222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205200646027204370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This first picture is at Shannon's birthday party. She turned 10 on the 21st and she really liked the pinwheel.&lt;br /&gt;The second picture is at the creek on Memorial Day. As you can see she was having a great time riding on the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/SDyWacMV1yI/AAAAAAAAAHM/I2SU99xCHnc/s1600-h/HPIM0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/SDyWacMV1yI/AAAAAAAAAHM/I2SU99xCHnc/s400/HPIM0238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205200650322171682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com"&gt;Ladyhawkcj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-192495433020364922?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' title='The Birthday Girl'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/192495433020364922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=192495433020364922&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/192495433020364922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/192495433020364922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/birthday-girl.html' title='The Birthday Girl'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/SDyWaMMV1xI/AAAAAAAAAHE/_wosxWTLKK8/s72-c/HPIM0222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-1241127169595358131</id><published>2008-04-23T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T07:19:45.026-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eReadingPro'/><title type='text'>Reading Program For Down Syndrome Children</title><content type='html'>I received this email and I wanted to share&lt;br /&gt;Hello Carol,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just happened to come across your Blog while I was working, and wanted to let you know about our reading program.&lt;br /&gt;I am the founder of eReadingPro, and was one of the co-founders of Out of the Box Reading. As Out of the Box Reading, we traveled all over North America presenting free workshops to parents and children of Down syndrome. (We’ve had tremendous success in the US). Sadly however, Out of the Box Reading has recently closed its doors due to irreconcilable differences. I have continued on with the same product via a new name: eReadingPro. Our reading program follows a proven system of using a well organized and structured whole-word approach to teaching reading.&lt;br /&gt;I invite you to check out our new site at: &lt;a title="http://www.ereadingpro.com/" href="http://www.ereadingpro.com/"&gt;http://www.ereadingpro.com&lt;/a&gt;. I know you won’t be disappointed! Although we cannot officially post our Product page, you can have a sneak peak here: &lt;a title="http://www.ereadingpro.com/products-tbu-temp.htm" href="http://www.ereadingpro.com/products-tbu-temp.htm"&gt;http://www.ereadingpro.com/products-tbu-temp.htm&lt;/a&gt;.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warm regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denise MacDonald&lt;br /&gt;eReadingPro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.ereadingpro.com/" href="http://www.ereadingpro.com/"&gt;www.ereadingpro.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ladyhawkcj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-1241127169595358131?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' title='Reading Program For Down Syndrome Children'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1241127169595358131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=1241127169595358131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/1241127169595358131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/1241127169595358131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/reading-program-for-down-syndrome.html' title='Reading Program For Down Syndrome Children'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-4608035645509096468</id><published>2008-04-11T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T13:56:15.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Down Syndrome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>WHY ME?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i252.photobucket.com/albums/hh26/lyksus/63silx2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i252.photobucket.com/albums/hh26/lyksus/63silx2.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever asked yourself Why Me? What happened that I have a handicapped child?&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to someone about this several years back when we starting a support group for parents with handicapped children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her answer to this question was that&lt;br /&gt;God gave special children to special people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Shannon is a blessing to me and I wouldn't change a thing. She is my angel.&lt;br /&gt;Right now she is watching a movie and eating on a hot dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is eligible to take summer school at no cost but I am undecided about that.&lt;br /&gt;Should I let her go or should I let her enjoy summer without school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com"&gt;Ladyhawkcj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-4608035645509096468?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://freeadvertisingandlinks.blogspot.com' title='WHY ME?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4608035645509096468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=4608035645509096468&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/4608035645509096468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/4608035645509096468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-me.html' title='WHY ME?'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-5573442597220759162</id><published>2008-03-17T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T08:57:49.008-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St Patrick&apos;s Day Parade'/><title type='text'>ST PATRICK'S DAY PARADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/R96UoFAuSjI/AAAAAAAAADk/gKLe98AVrqI/s1600-h/paddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/R96UoFAuSjI/AAAAAAAAADk/gKLe98AVrqI/s400/paddy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178740037783538226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Happy St Patrick's Day&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we got to be in a parade and throw the beads instead of being the to catch them. Our daughter in laws family always does it every year and I was already going to let my daughter Melanie be in it. Yesterday morning at 7 am my husband decides we all was going to go. We got ready to go and met with everyone over at daughter in law Beth's parents house to finish decorating the float. The parade started at 2 pm and we finished decoraring and left to go get in line for the parade. Shannon sat on a stool next to me facing me and her back to the people on the streets. At first I didn't know if she was going to throw any beads or not. When things got started I found out quick enough. I would give her bead and she would throw them over head backwards and she didn't even look to see where they were going. I tried to get her to turn around but I guess she was to scared to turn. But she had a great time and she wasn't the only one. It is a nice family thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;We are planning on doing it again next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-5573442597220759162?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' title='ST PATRICK&apos;S DAY PARADE'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5573442597220759162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=5573442597220759162&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/5573442597220759162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/5573442597220759162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/st-patricks-day-parade.html' title='ST PATRICK&apos;S DAY PARADE'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MkrdcRtm6o4/R96UoFAuSjI/AAAAAAAAADk/gKLe98AVrqI/s72-c/paddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-7767561777593743756</id><published>2008-03-13T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T11:59:38.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Night'/><title type='text'>MOVIE NIGHT</title><content type='html'>I had to go an errand for son and it was on a saturday and I asked my husband if he wanted to go and we will just ride around looking around. We loaded up the girls in the car and had to drive about forty minutes to get where I had to go for the errand. Any way my husband drove by the theater to see what was playing and the times it started. We or rather my 11 year old decided that we was going to see Spiderwyck. We paid and went and got our popcorn and drinks ( to bad we can't bring our own it would be cheaper). We went to the theater room to get our seats and I like to sit up high so I could see better. Shannon sits down and waits for the movie to start. She does real good when we go places but especially movies because she loves movies.When we are at home she will play her favorites although she can't read them she knows which ones they are. She is learning more words and you can hear her when she is singing along with the radio. She and I will play the radio coming home from school and we will sing along together. She gets tickled and starts laughing and when she starts laughing I find myself laughing with her. She is such a joy to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        Ladyhawkcj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-7767561777593743756?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' title='MOVIE NIGHT'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7767561777593743756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=7767561777593743756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/7767561777593743756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/7767561777593743756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/movie-night.html' title='MOVIE NIGHT'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-963335565240925478</id><published>2008-02-26T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T12:10:44.021-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Down Syndrome'/><title type='text'>Down Syndrome- Various Degrees</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking about this lately and so I have decided to write a post about it. Most people believe that when a child has Down Syndrome that they are all alike. They are not because they are individuals that have their own character and problems. There are different degrees of Down's. In Shannon's case she has a mild type. Although they do have facial characteristics that are alike like the shape of the eyes their faces are individual. Some Down's children have heart conditions and have had to have surgery. Shannon had two holes in her heart when she was born but we were blessed that they closed up on their own without surgery. I know that some people assume that they are all heavyset. Shannon is not and so far she does not have to wear glasses. She does have hypothyroidism and she has to have her blood work checked periodically, ( which she does not like ). The one thing that they all have in common is their capacity for love. Everyone that Shannon comes into contact with says hello to her ( the ones that don't know her ). Or they will say hey Shannon ( the ones that do know her ). That girl knows more people than I do. When she comes to me and tell me "I ove you "and gives me a kiss she just makes me feel so great inside. She has just recently learned how to say her own name. She can be stubborn also but she gets it honestly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-963335565240925478?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' title='Down Syndrome- Various Degrees'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/963335565240925478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=963335565240925478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/963335565240925478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/963335565240925478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/down-syndrome-various-degrees.html' title='Down Syndrome- Various Degrees'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-535594396716480299</id><published>2008-02-22T10:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T10:37:56.884-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Potted Meat</title><content type='html'>Shannon recently has acquired the taste for potted meat. She knows that she can go to the pantry and get it and open it. She likes to eat it with a spoon. Yesterday she had gotten her a can of potted meat and opened it and she started hollering and come running to me. She had gotten the opening ring stuck on her finger and couldn't get it off. I thought it was kind of funny. She wasn't to happy having that lid stuck on her finger. I got it off of her and she went on to eat her potted meat. I personally don't see how she can eat it like that but she likes it. That girl can eat and eat and not gain any weight from it. I wish it would wear off on me. I have lost 10 pounds though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-535594396716480299?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' title='Potted Meat'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/535594396716480299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=535594396716480299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/535594396716480299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/535594396716480299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/potted-meat.html' title='Potted Meat'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-3102239467145919477</id><published>2008-02-15T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T08:27:54.368-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Early Intervention'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Information'/><title type='text'>Early Intervention</title><content type='html'>I had someone email me and asking how to get your child on Early Intervention. You start by going to your health dept or states rehab center. If for some reason you can't find it or get a number for it. You are more than welcome to email me directly and I will help from this end. This is why I started this blog to help and get information out. I pray that anyone with a Down Syndrome child have a blessed day because you surely have been blessed by God with this wonderful child. If there is anything else you have questions about please leave a comment and I will respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       Ladyhawkcj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-3102239467145919477?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' title='Early Intervention'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3102239467145919477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=3102239467145919477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/3102239467145919477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/3102239467145919477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/early-intervention.html' title='Early Intervention'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-1458064363341839200</id><published>2008-02-06T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T06:57:13.423-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mardi Gras'/><title type='text'>Our Day at the Mardi Gras Parade</title><content type='html'>It is Tuesday and it is Mardi Gras!&lt;br /&gt;   Our day starts off at 8 am when we have to get up and get dress because we are going to the Mardi Gras parade in Biloxi at 1 pm. We get dressed and leave to go to Wal Mart to get some snacks. Shannon's brother and wife and son are going with us but in their car. We meet at Wal mart and by the time we get gas and everything it is close to 10 am. We get to Biloxi about 11 am to get a good parking spot and you should have seen the traffic. It was unreal bumper to bumper.&lt;br /&gt;    We finally get there and got a great spot only to find out from this lady passing by that the parade was not going to go by where we at. Well pulled our cooler and walked down the road a liitle bit and foung another good spot right close to city hall. We had to wait until 1p before the parade and the kids were already getting tired of standing not to mention me.&lt;br /&gt;    They had the roads barricaded so you could not get to the floats close by which was good in a way no one got ran over. The parade is starting and Shannon does want to wave her arms to get anything at first butshe got the hang of it real fast. She was jumping up and down and waving them arms like a pro.&lt;br /&gt;     The parade lasted for two hours and by the time it was over we had two grocery bags full and mine and Shannon's neck was loaded down with beads. We left there and went to my daughter in laws parents house so that we could rest and take a bathroom break and wait to leave to go to the night parade which started at 5:30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;     The night parade was not going to be as long as the day parade but it had cooled off and was damp and the roads were not barricaded. We parked there right at the road in parking spots and let the tail gate down on the truck to sit on and to stand on to catch the beads. When the parade was over we had gotten another bag full of beads.&lt;br /&gt;      We left to go home and Shannon fell asleep on the way. We had put in a long day and she was tired. We got home a little after 8 pm and they got a bath and went to bed. It was a fantastic day and when we asked Shannon if she had fun she says yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-1458064363341839200?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' title='Our Day at the Mardi Gras Parade'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1458064363341839200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=1458064363341839200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/1458064363341839200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/1458064363341839200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/our-day-at-mardi-gras-parade.html' title='Our Day at the Mardi Gras Parade'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-2548090516708657390</id><published>2008-01-30T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T22:02:11.997-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love and Laughter</title><content type='html'>Love and Laughter goes hand in hand when you have a child that is special. Shannon has this thing that when she gets a bath and you wash her feet she likes to have the bottoms of her feet tickled. She won't let you just wash her feet they have to get that tickle tickle in. When she first got in the jacuzzi tub she didn't like it but she has learned that when you have bubbles and turn the jacuzzi on it makes more bubbles. I look at her and I can just feel the love bursting up through me. She has such a good sense of humor and you can't help but laugh. She can dress herself pretty good but sometimes she can come up with a pretty wild ensemble. Her favorite thing to wear when it is cold is a camouflage jumpsuit. She loves to be outside and swing on her swingset or jump on the trampoline.She is in bed now and I don't have a hard time to get her in bed. I just tell her it is night night time and she grabs my hand  and I take her to bed and cover her up. She has just started since Christmas wanting her baby doll in bed with her. well good night for now.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;                                                    Ladyhawkcj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-2548090516708657390?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' title='Love and Laughter'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2548090516708657390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=2548090516708657390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/2548090516708657390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/2548090516708657390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/love-and-laughter.html' title='Love and Laughter'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-7978233900277618180</id><published>2008-01-22T17:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T16:13:32.664-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Fathers and Daughters</title><content type='html'>I wanted to talk a little about Shannon's father and his relationship with her. Although we have our other daughter whom we love very much. It is special with Shannon. We know that eventually our other daughter will be grown and go out on her own. Shannon on the other hand will be with us for a long time. Shannon has her daddy wrapped around her little finger. He tries not to show it but its there. It is only natural because although she is independant in a lot of ways but she depends on us alot too. She does something and looks at her daddy and smiles and you can't help but laugh. We treat her like the others but I think we do let her slide a little bit. She loves her daddy a lot and loves to ride on the four wheeler and the tractor with him. You can hear her laughing and it just makes want to you smile and laugh too. We wonder about her future alot about who will take of her when we're not here. But she has 2 sisters and 3 brothers that will do it. I somehow think it will be Melanie because she is closer to her. Anyway that is all in the future so I am not going to dwell on it right now. Well I am going to go I have to put Shannon to bed as she has school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladyhawkcj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-7978233900277618180?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' title='Fathers and Daughters'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7978233900277618180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=7978233900277618180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/7978233900277618180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/7978233900277618180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/fathers-and-daughters.html' title='Fathers and Daughters'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-4955717615709448335</id><published>2008-01-16T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T12:58:41.109-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playing Hookey'/><title type='text'>Playing Hookey</title><content type='html'>Today the girls played hookey from school. The weather was to bad to let them go to school. It just amazes me that when you get them up for school they want to sleep but when they don't have to get up early that is when they want to get up. Shannon gets up when it first starting to get daylight and that is when I get my best last minute sleep. The first thing she likes to do is get something to eat. She loves to eat. I wish I could eat like her and not gain the weight. Right now she has this night gown that she likes to put on over her clothes. Well enough for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-4955717615709448335?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' title='Playing Hookey'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4955717615709448335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=4955717615709448335&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/4955717615709448335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/4955717615709448335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/playing-hookey.html' title='Playing Hookey'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-5865008219159391240</id><published>2008-01-11T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T22:37:51.257-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Down Syndrome'/><title type='text'>A Long Night at Work</title><content type='html'>I am sitting at my desk here at work just waiting on time to start giving medications again. I just wanted to say that last month Shannon made student of the month and got her picture in the newspaper. I saw the award that she brought from school but I had no idea that it was going to be in the paper. I was coming to work last friday night when my niece called me and told me that Shannon's picture was in the paper. I stopped by the store and picked up a paper and sure enough she was there. It was neat to see her there. I put a new background on my blog so I am having to redo it. Shannon also has a new haircut. Her Dad trimmed her bangs and forgot and left the scissors on the bar. Needless to say Shannon preceded to cut her hair on the top of her head to where she almost didn't have any hair left. She makes me laugh, can be a pain in the backside but she is an original and I love her. She loves riding on the four wheeler and the tractor with her Daddy. She has a bicycle but I somehow don't think she is ever going to learn to ride it before she gets to bigt for it. She just now is getting into baby dolls. Well gonna go for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                     Ladyhawkcj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-5865008219159391240?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5865008219159391240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=5865008219159391240&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/5865008219159391240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/5865008219159391240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/long-night-at-work.html' title='A Long Night at Work'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-5039602897743613272</id><published>2008-01-04T16:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T16:27:08.992-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Just Everyday Stuff</title><content type='html'>I am sitting here in my car waiting till time to go in at work and I was thinking this night 1 week ago my husband called me to tell me that Shannon lost her first tooth. The tooth fairy came but it didn't mean anything to Shannon. In case any one is wondering about the you tube. It is a song called I'm a Gummy Bear. I took my daughter Melanie to see that movie The Waterhorse and they played that song on the screen before the movie came on. I like it so I found it and put it here. Oh yeah if you haven't seen the movie Waterhorse you should it is a good movie. I want to see the Chipmunks next. When was the last time you went to the movies? It is fun but expensive when you start buying all your snacks and drinks. Too bad we can't bring our own popcorn and drinks. I would have brought Shannon to the movie too but she wasn't feeling to good. Well gotta go for now.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                           Ladyhawkcj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-5039602897743613272?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5039602897743613272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=5039602897743613272&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/5039602897743613272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/5039602897743613272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-everyday-stuff.html' title='Just Everyday Stuff'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-2982256139972270610</id><published>2007-12-31T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T23:48:27.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is Over</title><content type='html'>It is finally over and we has a good Christmas. We had family over for a Christmas Eve party and had a great time. Shannon rode on the four wheeler and she loves it. She got a big baby doll for christmas that she likes to sleep with. She also got a couple of movies that she likes to watch a lot. It is New Years Day now and Dick Clarks Rocking New Year just went off a few minutes ago. Going to go now. It has been a long day. Talk to you later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-2982256139972270610?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2982256139972270610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=2982256139972270610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/2982256139972270610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/2982256139972270610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-is-over.html' title='Christmas is Over'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-647641359073052866</id><published>2007-12-19T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T07:31:19.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Shopping</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went Christmas shopping and got all my Christmas shopping done. Hallelujah.&lt;br /&gt;I wrapped Shannon's gifts and guess what she did this morning. I don't know how she knew but she got one of her presents and unwrapped it this morning now I am going to have to rewrap it. When She was younger she had a hard time in unwrapping the gifts, she has no problems now. Christmas is my favorite holiday but spring is my favorite time of year when all the flowers are blooming. My Christmas cactus bloomed pretty good this year. Friday they get out of school early and they don't go back until after the New Year. Well I am going for now and I hope everyone has a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                          Carol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-647641359073052866?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/647641359073052866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=647641359073052866&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/647641359073052866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/647641359073052866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-shopping.html' title='Christmas Shopping'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-86200832798539460</id><published>2007-12-05T10:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T10:20:09.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Is Coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christmas is coming and I have to figure out what to get Shannon for Christmas. When you have a child that can not tell you what they want that makes it a little harder in trying to figure out what she wants. That is where knowing your child comes handy. Shannon loves music and movies. Right now it is Nanny MacPhee and believe you me she knows her movies. When she has a favorite she will play that movie over and over and over again. She was watching Thumblelina the other day and she was singing with the song that was playing on it. I was tickled because there was new words she was saying. she will get up sometimes and dance too. That is a site to see. Shannon makes me laugh and I just want to hug her and kiss on her all the time. Well it is time to go for now. I would appreciate any ideas for Christmas. Oh yeah I put my Christmas tree up last week and my 10 year old daughter and I decorated it and guess what Shannon did the next day. She removed most of all the ornaments. Needless to say she does not mess with the tree again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So long for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-86200832798539460?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/86200832798539460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=86200832798539460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/86200832798539460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/86200832798539460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-is-coming.html' title='Christmas Is Coming'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-7260880453923302118</id><published>2007-11-13T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T09:41:57.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They Aren't Stupid</title><content type='html'>I have been called to school several times to pick Shannon up because they say she is sick or not acting like herself. They told me she is just laying her head down on the table and she normally just doesn't do that. Well I go and get and bring home and she is not sick at all. She gets something to eat and turns the tv on and gets me to start her favorite movie that she likes to watch on. I went to school This past Monday and told them that Shannon is not sick. It can be one of several things, She is tired because she is having to get up earlier to catch the bus, her allergies are acting up and I have given her medicine, or she has just learned that if she puts her head down they are going to call me and she is going to get to come home. I don't think she likes her teacher and she can't tell me in words but in actions. I may be wrong but sometimes it is hard to figure out what she wants. Tell me what you think. Do you think that she has just learned what will get her to come home or not? Interested in your opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Ladyhawkcj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-7260880453923302118?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7260880453923302118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=7260880453923302118&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/7260880453923302118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/7260880453923302118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/they-arent-stupid.html' title='They Aren&apos;t Stupid'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-2808514622694415632</id><published>2007-11-01T09:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T10:12:48.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat</title><content type='html'>Last night we went trick or treating on a trailer with hay in it. Shannon had a great time. When Shannon goes up to get the candy and hold her bag out. She continues to hold her bag out like that's not enough give me more. There were several people that would give her a handful of candy when they saw that she had Downs. One lady said this is for you because you are special and God's gift. I agree with that because she is God's gift us. At first we would have to walk with her but then we let her go and follow the other kids that was with us. She would look back and make sure of where we were and keep on going to get her candy. It was about 9 pm when we got done and she was tired out that she fell asleep in the car on the way home. If you are interested to see what she looks like her pictures will be posted on myspace site pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspace.com/ladyhawkcj"&gt;http://myspace.com/ladyhawkcj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                   ladyhawkcj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-2808514622694415632?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2808514622694415632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=2808514622694415632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/2808514622694415632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/2808514622694415632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-2970218834973710909</id><published>2007-10-30T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T16:27:44.128-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Rememberences</title><content type='html'>I remember when Shannon was not even a year old and it took a long time in her learning how to just sit up. When you have a handicapped child there is a program called The Early Intervention in which they work with your child up till they are 3 years old. Then your child will start going to a regular elementary school in which they have special classes for handicapped children. They have speech therapy, physical therapy and occupational therapy come in and work with your child. Shannon has a sister that is a year older than her so she had great motivation in wanting to get around. When the workers from the early intervention program would start a new area to work on Shannon would do it on her own with our help until she could do it on her own. It takes a down syndrome child longer to be able to do the things that normal children would do. We were tickled just to see her sitting up on her own. She had to learn about eating with a spoon and drinking from a cup which is working fine motor skills. It took a long time in her to master her skills but when she did she was happy and we were happy also. When it came to learning how to stand and walk once she she mastered that then she was running. Even now when I see her running I get tickled because she doesn't run like everyone else but she does run and it is funny to watch her. She is now starting to talk a little more but I remember when she was younger she would get up on the kitchen table and point her finger at me and her daddy and just jabber away. I told my husband that I wonder what she was saying  but it might be better for her that we didn't. We treat Shannon just like we do out other daughter. She is very smart she might not be able to read but she knows which movies she likes to watch. I think she goes by the picture on the case. She loves anything with music and dancing  in it. I guess this enough for one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    Ladyhawkcj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-2970218834973710909?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2970218834973710909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=2970218834973710909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/2970218834973710909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/2970218834973710909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/rememberences.html' title='Rememberences'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-962461408905951303</id><published>2007-10-29T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T08:54:31.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Daughter Shannon</title><content type='html'>Shannon was born on May 21 1998 and my husband and I had no idea that anything was wrong with her. After the pediatrician examined her it was determined that 1. she had down syndrome, 2. she had 2 holes in her heart. 3. they thought she had leukemia, 4. she was born 2 weeks early and she couldn't eat without turning blue. She was sent to Womens and Childrens hospital in Mobile Alabama to receive treatment. After several blood tests and bone biopsy it was determined that she did not have leukemia but had what they called Transient Myloproliferative Disorder in which you have numerous amount of immature white blood cells but after awhile she started to produce mature white blood cells but we still have to monitor that because they said that later in life it could develop into leukemia.  By the time that she was a year old the holes in her heart closed on their own. After 2 weeks in the hospital she was able to eat a certain amount in a certain amount of time. Through all the problems and tests that she had she maintained a smiling and loving dispostion. She is my heart, my angel, and my inspiration. This is all for today.    &lt;br /&gt;                                                                  Ladyhawkcj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-962461408905951303?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/962461408905951303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=962461408905951303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/962461408905951303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/962461408905951303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-daughter-shannon.html' title='My Daughter Shannon'/><author><name>C. J. McMillan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02479548560455516489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csxJNbdApok/Tubd-IYhm4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZNkao0ugygY/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518896006707101868.post-2673997957146272600</id><published>2007-10-26T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T10:02:07.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Down Syndrome Child</title><content type='html'>I know that everyone at one time or another has seen a down syndrome child. Maybe have one in their family or knows someone that does. I just want to say from experience that a down syndrome child is one of the most lovable people in the world. I sometimes think about my daughter Shannon would I want her to be a normal child without the difficulties that she has?&lt;br /&gt;I would have  to say no I would not her to be a so called normal child in the fact that she would not be who she is now and I love her the way she is. This site was created for her. I wanted to share what it is like being her mother, and also if anyone has questions I can answer from my experiences. This is a short to start with but I will have plenty to say about her. So keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;                                                        Ladyhawkcj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5518896006707101868-2673997957146272600?l=carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2673997957146272600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5518896006707101868&amp;postID=2673997957146272600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/2673997957146272600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5518896006707101868/posts/default/2673997957146272600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolspersonalblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/down-syndrome-child.html' title='The Down Syndrome Child'/><author><name>C. 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