tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-378977772009-10-17T04:08:26.370-03:00Minha linda bebê 4Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-34949346931181200102008-07-30T11:48:00.001-03:002008-12-09T22:53:18.157-02:00Pop Star?!! Quem sabe um dia...<p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJCAH3wouYI/AAAAAAAAATY/t08LZ-5iAqs/s1600-h/Popstar.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228820040092531074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJCAH3wouYI/AAAAAAAAATY/t08LZ-5iAqs/s400/Popstar.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>Por enquanto só faço muito barulho com a minha super poderosa guitarra...rs.</strong></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-3494934693118120010?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-46698990332733083752008-07-30T11:40:00.002-03:002008-12-09T22:53:18.405-02:00Pedaços de um só coração...<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJB-aHzIshI/AAAAAAAAATI/oMycq-hgdj4/s1600-h/Quebra-cabe%C3%A7a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228818154612371986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJB-aHzIshI/AAAAAAAAATI/oMycq-hgdj4/s320/Quebra-cabe%C3%A7a.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJB_BP82qPI/AAAAAAAAATQ/VEKHR8odNTI/s1600-h/Quebra-cabe%C3%A7a1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228818826815514866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJB_BP82qPI/AAAAAAAAATQ/VEKHR8odNTI/s320/Quebra-cabe%C3%A7a1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-4669899033273308375?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-73898566431412216672008-07-30T11:06:00.001-03:002008-12-09T22:53:18.533-02:00Everything is better when we are together...<p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJB8uiYIwxI/AAAAAAAAATA/essh44zLwKc/s1600-h/Biel+e+Laura.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228816306321015570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJB8uiYIwxI/AAAAAAAAATA/essh44zLwKc/s320/Biel+e+Laura.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"><strong><em>Depois desse abraço, não precisa dizer mais nada...</em></strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-7389856643141221667?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-17113401752173816442008-07-30T11:02:00.002-03:002008-12-09T22:53:18.990-02:00Adivinha quem comeu a maçã?<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJB0vY-bjqI/AAAAAAAAASw/58s0AVgbw5g/s1600-h/Branca+de+Neve+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228807524884123298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJB0vY-bjqI/AAAAAAAAASw/58s0AVgbw5g/s400/Branca+de+Neve+002.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJB02D-yCOI/AAAAAAAAAS4/nNYl6SyoAQo/s1600-h/Branca+de+Neve+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228807639507536098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJB02D-yCOI/AAAAAAAAAS4/nNYl6SyoAQo/s200/Branca+de+Neve+003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><strong><em>O papai teve que beijar as três para saber qual era a verdadeira...</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><strong><em>É claro que só eu acordei, né? ...rs.</em></strong></span><br /></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-1711340175217381644?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-45775664113326279612008-07-30T10:56:00.002-03:002008-12-09T22:53:19.829-02:00Mais família... mais alegria!<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBzYQ9gHSI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Ek-GHaKhbbw/s1600-h/Diversas+077.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228806028084124962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBzYQ9gHSI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Ek-GHaKhbbw/s200/Diversas+077.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBzY7_myZI/AAAAAAAAASY/SvhKfAeTSFA/s1600-h/Diversas+084.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228806039635675538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBzY7_myZI/AAAAAAAAASY/SvhKfAeTSFA/s200/Diversas+084.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBzY7TbINI/AAAAAAAAASg/dEBFkDX9aU8/s1600-h/Diversas+083.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228806039450362066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBzY7TbINI/AAAAAAAAASg/dEBFkDX9aU8/s200/Diversas+083.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBzZCfdL8I/AAAAAAAAASo/zGkXTR1dQ-0/s1600-h/Diversas+076.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228806041379876802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBzZCfdL8I/AAAAAAAAASo/zGkXTR1dQ-0/s200/Diversas+076.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"><strong>Sol, sorvete, algodão-doce, bicicleta, saúde... Tudo de bom!</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"><strong>Feriado no parque com minha vó Odete, minha tia Claudete e minha prima Evellyn.</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-4577566411332627961?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-5815047071952448762008-07-30T10:47:00.002-03:002008-12-09T22:53:21.105-02:00Final de semana em família<div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;"></span><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBxbJMORTI/AAAAAAAAARo/h_QKm66f6K4/s1600-h/Diversas+042.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228803878514738482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBxbJMORTI/AAAAAAAAARo/h_QKm66f6K4/s200/Diversas+042.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBxa3S3yKI/AAAAAAAAARg/wupWxqOc1u0/s1600-h/Diversas+041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228803873710786722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBxa3S3yKI/AAAAAAAAARg/wupWxqOc1u0/s200/Diversas+041.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBxmZ6tBBI/AAAAAAAAASI/75aoHMl7Two/s1600-h/Diversas+032.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228804071983219730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBxmZ6tBBI/AAAAAAAAASI/75aoHMl7Two/s200/Diversas+032.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBxcspcwpI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ZZtb6e4vhuU/s1600-h/Diversas+029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228803905212433042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBxcspcwpI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ZZtb6e4vhuU/s200/Diversas+029.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBxbi5qTaI/AAAAAAAAARw/LfF10Qr2Hhk/s1600-h/Diversas+039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228803885416205730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBxbi5qTaI/AAAAAAAAARw/LfF10Qr2Hhk/s200/Diversas+039.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBxdI4DoWI/AAAAAAAAASA/IsJjjpvgkDU/s1600-h/Diversas+030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228803912789893474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBxdI4DoWI/AAAAAAAAASA/IsJjjpvgkDU/s200/Diversas+030.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccccff;"><strong>Minha família...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#9999ff;"><strong>Meu tesouro...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6666cc;"><strong>Meu espelho...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6633ff;"><strong>Meu porto seguro...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6600cc;"><strong>Amor, amizade, educação, alegria...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>Tudo o que eu preciso para ser quem eu sou...</strong></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">...UMA CRIANÇA FELIZ!</span></strong><br /></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-581504707195244876?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-13296458745605557392008-07-30T10:39:00.002-03:002008-12-09T22:53:21.697-02:00E o "arraiá" continua...<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBvv8eGvMI/AAAAAAAAARI/lH0bKBsr5fQ/s1600-h/Caipiras1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228802036854078658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBvv8eGvMI/AAAAAAAAARI/lH0bKBsr5fQ/s200/Caipiras1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBvwF1EvKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/-xSVxcHTDPc/s1600-h/Caipiras.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228802039366335650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBvwF1EvKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/-xSVxcHTDPc/s200/Caipiras.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBvweHjQ8I/AAAAAAAAARY/HC7sae4NOfc/s1600-h/Caipirinha.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228802045886284738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBvweHjQ8I/AAAAAAAAARY/HC7sae4NOfc/s200/Caipirinha.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"><strong> Festa "Julhina" da empresa onde a mamãe trabalha, eu e minha prima querida, Victória, e euzinha, a caipira mais amada do mundo.</strong></span><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-1329645874560555739?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-46247177232193185252008-07-30T10:30:00.002-03:002008-12-09T22:53:21.979-02:00Passeio da escola!<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBuheRQmEI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/hb5izeXOibo/s1600-h/Fotos2+444.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228800688717338690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBuheRQmEI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/hb5izeXOibo/s320/Fotos2+444.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBuhu230qI/AAAAAAAAARA/K6kYsI2cISc/s1600-h/Fotos2+454.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228800693170066082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBuhu230qI/AAAAAAAAARA/K6kYsI2cISc/s320/Fotos2+454.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"><strong> Esse passeio foi muito legal. </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"><strong>Aprendemos muitas coisas importantes, como: escovar bem os dentinhos, respeitar os sinais de trânsito... Eu até ajudei a escovar esses dentões...rs.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"><strong>Mas o que eu mais gostei foi do teatrinho.</strong></span><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBt41Oop6I/AAAAAAAAAQo/fHP9A5b3aZE/s1600-h/Fotos2+444.jpg"></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-4624717723219318525?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-31902650442380700192008-07-30T10:12:00.002-03:002008-12-09T22:53:22.225-02:00Junina ou Country? Sei lá! O que importa é dançar!<p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">A festinha da minha escola foi ótima mais uma vez e eu dançei com meu amigo, Samuca.</span> </em></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"><strong><em>Eu pronta para dançar e com meu amigo. Foi um show!</em></strong></span></p><p align="left"> </p><p align="left"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228797888704549618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBr-faMEvI/AAAAAAAAAQY/3LvDPT2xZuk/s320/Pronta+para+dan%C3%A7ar.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228797887465763282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBr-ay1sdI/AAAAAAAAAQg/DZyUHpeK1-4/s320/Meu+par.jpg" border="0" /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-3190265044238070019?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-33809310189657900692008-07-30T10:07:00.002-03:002008-12-09T22:53:22.368-02:00CHOCOLATE! Oba!<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBoO4PyMBI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/fRbm4DRs0hg/s1600-h/P%C3%A1scoa.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228793772203192338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBoO4PyMBI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/fRbm4DRs0hg/s400/P%C3%A1scoa.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"> <span style="color:#00cccc;"><strong><em>Apesar de toda aquela história de coelhos e tudo mais, que eu ainda acredito é claro, o que tem de melhor na páscoa é comer chocolate. </em></strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"><span style="color:#00cccc;"><strong><em>E olha que dessa vez o meu coelhinho caprichou!</em></strong></span><br /></span></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBoG2K0hDI/AAAAAAAAAQI/OGQ7tb44F4Q/s1600-h/P%C3%A1scoa.jpg"></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-3380931018965790069?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-68402484149740068702008-06-16T11:29:00.006-03:002008-12-09T22:53:24.328-02:00Como é bom ser criança<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"> <strong>São momentos como estes que fazem a diferença...</strong> </span></div><div align="center"><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBkWb7cmZI/AAAAAAAAAPw/4N1W88lQF8M/s1600-h/Fotos1+452.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228789503994141074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBkWb7cmZI/AAAAAAAAAPw/4N1W88lQF8M/s200/Fotos1+452.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBkWRbNr-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/WhWqjwUPCHc/s1600-h/Fotos1+446.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228789501174591458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBkWRbNr-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/WhWqjwUPCHc/s200/Fotos1+446.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBkWvS3KrI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Bzpa7cm_Lmk/s1600-h/Fotos1+455.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228789509192624818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBkWvS3KrI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Bzpa7cm_Lmk/s200/Fotos1+455.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /> <span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Com a tia mais coruja...<br /></span> <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBjpnD-cJI/AAAAAAAAAPI/05xrun-OYJo/s1600-h/Fotos1+170.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228788733888589970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBjpnD-cJI/AAAAAAAAAPI/05xrun-OYJo/s200/Fotos1+170.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBjpLhnrxI/AAAAAAAAAPA/6SopyLI2RV8/s1600-h/Fotos1+161.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228788726496734994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBjpLhnrxI/AAAAAAAAAPA/6SopyLI2RV8/s200/Fotos1+161.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Em casa fazendo o que mais gosta: pintando o sete... Escovando os lindos dentinhos.</span></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><div align="center"><br /></span> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBjqHaKRtI/AAAAAAAAAPY/9hjV1yMhYGE/s1600-h/Fotos1+222.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228788742571574994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBjqHaKRtI/AAAAAAAAAPY/9hjV1yMhYGE/s200/Fotos1+222.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBjpyAqlLI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/t3SfCKWElQE/s1600-h/Fotos1+219.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228788736827495602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBjpyAqlLI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/t3SfCKWElQE/s200/Fotos1+219.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Férias!!! Iupi! Na balsa e em frente à igreja... Ilha Bela, mais que bela!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;">Um beijão para nossos queridos amigos Taty e João! SMACK!</span></div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><div align="center"><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBkWCcWXWI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ADyOLMHca5g/s1600-h/Fotos1+403.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228789497152822626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBkWCcWXWI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ADyOLMHca5g/s200/Fotos1+403.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBjqcBtBBI/AAAAAAAAAPg/yqZW2d2HHsU/s1600-h/Fotos1+379.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228788748106138642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SJBjqcBtBBI/AAAAAAAAAPg/yqZW2d2HHsU/s200/Fotos1+379.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Não sei o que é mais lindo: o mar ou minha felicidade. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Com meu papai na entrada da Ilha Anchieta (Ubatuba).</span><br /> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SFZ7ATNOjVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/i2d-dW9uNd4/s1600-h/Fotos1+138.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212488863813897554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SFZ7ATNOjVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/i2d-dW9uNd4/s200/Fotos1+138.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SFZ7Aqv40MI/AAAAAAAAAO4/AmST7vDe744/s1600-h/Fotos1+146.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212488870133289154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SFZ7Aqv40MI/AAAAAAAAAO4/AmST7vDe744/s200/Fotos1+146.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /> <span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Parque da Xuxa. Foi um barato conhecer a Xuxinha e o Txutxucão.</span><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SFZ6mbpAgzI/AAAAAAAAAOo/_B-j0D_D5ek/s1600-h/Fotos1+073.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212488419401302834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/SFZ6mbpAgzI/AAAAAAAAAOo/_B-j0D_D5ek/s200/Fotos1+073.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Momento "pensando na vida"... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Só para não dizer que criança não tem preocupação...rs.</span><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-6840248414974006870?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-55256476100530332642008-01-16T14:59:00.000-02:002008-12-09T22:53:25.544-02:00Agora sim... A festança!!!<p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6666cc;">PROCURANDO O NEMO</span></em></strong></p><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R4491A3MsvI/AAAAAAAAAMw/nCpQGYjw2vI/s1600-h/IMG_1314.JPG"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156126604359676658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R4491A3MsvI/AAAAAAAAAMw/nCpQGYjw2vI/s200/IMG_1314.JPG" border="0" /></span></a></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"><strong>Será que eu tô feliz?!</strong></span></em><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R4491A3MswI/AAAAAAAAAM4/q_yX0mnhNro/s1600-h/IMG_1321.JPG"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156126604359676674" style="WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" height="207" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R4491A3MswI/AAAAAAAAAM4/q_yX0mnhNro/s200/IMG_1321.JPG" width="180" border="0" /></span></a></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"><em>Foi uma dureza conseguir esta foto minha pq eu não queria parar um minuto. Pra quê perder tempo?</em></span><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R4492Q3MszI/AAAAAAAAANQ/q8qMDzYQDoE/s1600-h/IMG_0925.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156126625834513202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R4492Q3MszI/AAAAAAAAANQ/q8qMDzYQDoE/s200/IMG_0925.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44_GA3Ms1I/AAAAAAAAANg/WS2NtPLQXkA/s1600-h/IMG_1423.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156127995929080658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44_GA3Ms1I/AAAAAAAAANg/WS2NtPLQXkA/s200/IMG_1423.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44_HQ3Ms4I/AAAAAAAAAN4/elaTEmUQ59M/s1600-h/IMG_1332.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156128017403917186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44_HQ3Ms4I/AAAAAAAAAN4/elaTEmUQ59M/s200/IMG_1332.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">"Diversão e arte, para qualquer parte..."</span><br /></em><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R4491g3MsxI/AAAAAAAAANA/IPrNOAJMnDk/s1600-h/IMG_1326.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156126612949611282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R4491g3MsxI/AAAAAAAAANA/IPrNOAJMnDk/s200/IMG_1326.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44_Fw3Ms0I/AAAAAAAAANY/YfAPU0_J1AA/s1600-h/IMG_1330.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156127991634113346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44_Fw3Ms0I/AAAAAAAAANY/YfAPU0_J1AA/s200/IMG_1330.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R4492A3MsyI/AAAAAAAAANI/VRFOy4oDviM/s1600-h/IMG_1327.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156126621539545890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R4492A3MsyI/AAAAAAAAANI/VRFOy4oDviM/s200/IMG_1327.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"><em>Só de olhar engorda... Hummm!!!</em></span><br /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156128008813982578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44_Gw3Ms3I/AAAAAAAAANw/ArGuQd7I9VE/s200/IMG_1488.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"><em>Muito amigos, muitos presentes, muita alegria... </em></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"><em><strong>Muito obrigada!</strong></em></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-5525647610053033264?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-78886939823433472542008-01-16T14:44:00.000-02:002008-12-09T22:53:26.904-02:00Meu Aniversário de 3 Anos...<div align="center"><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Dia 09 de janeiro de 2005 foi o dia mais feliz das vidas da mamãe e do papai. Por isso eles não deixam passar em branco. Nem que seja um bolinho. Mas a festança de verdade me aguarda no sábado...</strong></span></div> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R442Hg3MsrI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/uy7W1ntOXa0/s1600-h/20080109_Niver1+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156118126094234290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R442Hg3MsrI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/uy7W1ntOXa0/s200/20080109_Niver1+014.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;">Com o Buzz que eu ganhei do papai...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R442IA3MssI/AAAAAAAAAMY/VmmNpNGqI7w/s1600-h/20080109_Niver1+023.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156118134684168898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R442IA3MssI/AAAAAAAAAMY/VmmNpNGqI7w/s200/20080109_Niver1+023.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R442KA3MstI/AAAAAAAAAMg/k1PKjhP7s1o/s1600-h/20080109_Niver1+026.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156118169043907282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R442KA3MstI/AAAAAAAAAMg/k1PKjhP7s1o/s200/20080109_Niver1+026.jpg" border="0" /></span></a></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;">Papai e mamãe... Titio e titia...</span></div><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R442Kg3MsuI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1KoGI6vGQX0/s1600-h/20080109_Niver1+027.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156118177633841890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R442Kg3MsuI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1KoGI6vGQX0/s200/20080109_Niver1+027.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong> </strong></span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R442HQ3MsqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/jxvwArpjjus/s1600-h/20080109_Niver1+017.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156118121799266978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R442HQ3MsqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/jxvwArpjjus/s200/20080109_Niver1+017.jpg" border="0" /></strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;">Tianinha e vovó... Priminha Vic do coração (que ganhou o primeiro pedaço do bolo, por sinal...rs.)</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-7888693982343347254?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-92151747106471927202008-01-16T10:20:00.000-02:002008-12-09T22:53:32.241-02:00Essa é a glória de ser amada por tantos e abençoada por Deus...<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;">"Viver... e não ter a vergonha de ser feliz!" </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;">(setembro a dezembro/2007)</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44isw3MslI/AAAAAAAAALg/3YWSDmIQO2M/s1600-h/20071231_Folgados+003.jpg"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156096775811805778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44isw3MslI/AAAAAAAAALg/3YWSDmIQO2M/s200/20071231_Folgados+003.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44qNw3MspI/AAAAAAAAAMA/qGLvXT6vxm4/s1600-h/20080104_Com+a+mamãe+001.jpg"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156105039328883346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44qNw3MspI/AAAAAAAAAMA/qGLvXT6vxm4/s200/20080104_Com+a+mam%C3%A3e+001.jpg" border="0" /></span></a></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Com o papai e com a mamãe...</span><br /></span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44itg3MsnI/AAAAAAAAALw/gNEFkOS5Q6c/s1600-h/20071312_Aconhego+016.jpg"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156096788696707698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44itg3MsnI/AAAAAAAAALw/gNEFkOS5Q6c/s200/20071312_Aconhego+016.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44itA3MsmI/AAAAAAAAALo/1pf_x8tDePo/s1600-h/20071312_Aconhego+011.jpg"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156096780106773090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44itA3MsmI/AAAAAAAAALo/1pf_x8tDePo/s200/20071312_Aconhego+011.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Com a tia Sara (maravilhosa) e a visita do Papai Noel...</span><br /></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44itw3MsoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/J99TvxGbEyE/s1600-h/20071512_Casas+Bahia+022.jpg"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156096792991675010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44itw3MsoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/J99TvxGbEyE/s200/20071512_Casas+Bahia+022.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44hkA3MsgI/AAAAAAAAAK4/3ybBvYsvs6c/s1600-h/20071225_Natal+009.jpg"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156095525976322562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44hkA3MsgI/AAAAAAAAAK4/3ybBvYsvs6c/s200/20071225_Natal+009.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />No show do Toy Story e ganhando minha moto das princesas que o Papai (Vovô) Noel trouxe...<br /></span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44hkQ3MshI/AAAAAAAAALA/Pwv3CCE_83w/s1600-h/20071225_Natal+016.jpg"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156095530271289874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44hkQ3MshI/AAAAAAAAALA/Pwv3CCE_83w/s200/20071225_Natal+016.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44hkg3MsiI/AAAAAAAAALI/bJFI0c7f1kg/s1600-h/20071226_Brincando+Mangueira+002.jpg"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156095534566257186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44hkg3MsiI/AAAAAAAAALI/bJFI0c7f1kg/s200/20071226_Brincando+Mangueira+002.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Com meus primos e a tia Claudia e com meu vovô do coração toda molhada... (milagre a mamãe ter deixado eu brincar com a mangueira)<br /></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44hkw3MsjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/3SNiYOimxq4/s1600-h/20071226_Sininho+001.jpg"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156095538861224498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44hkw3MsjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/3SNiYOimxq4/s200/20071226_Sininho+001.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44hlA3MskI/AAAAAAAAALY/mo378hIbYxU/s1600-h/20071228_Hi-5+002.jpg"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156095543156191810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44hlA3MskI/AAAAAAAAALY/mo378hIbYxU/s200/20071228_Hi-5+002.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Vestida de Sininho (um dos meus presentes de Natal) e com o DVD do Hi-5 (Eu amo o Shawn!)...</span></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44KQw3MscI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ycO4wQ1qM3w/s1600-h/20071118_Dia+da+criança+FEI+020.jpg"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156069906496401858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44KQw3MscI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ycO4wQ1qM3w/s200/20071118_Dia+da+crian%C3%A7a+FEI+020.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44KSw3MsdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/FGvFSH4UvMk/s1600-h/20071202_Niver+Gustavo+002.jpg"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156069940856140242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44KSw3MsdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/FGvFSH4UvMk/s200/20071202_Niver+Gustavo+002.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Tirolesa na festa do dia da criança onde a mamãe trabalha e no Clube da GM (aniversário do meu amigo Gustavo).<br /></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44KSw3MseI/AAAAAAAAAKo/H0EdaGkUYwA/s1600-h/20071222_Gui+e+Júlia+002.jpg"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156069940856140258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44KSw3MseI/AAAAAAAAAKo/H0EdaGkUYwA/s200/20071222_Gui+e+J%C3%BAlia+002.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44KTA3MsfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/U70eAxu5DBU/s1600-h/20071222_No+jardim+003.jpg"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156069945151107570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44KTA3MsfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/U70eAxu5DBU/s200/20071222_No+jardim+003.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Com meus primos paranaenses Júlia e Guilherme e fazendo uma pose meiga (acredite quem quiser)...<br /></span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44HpA3MsVI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0FNqBu-31B4/s1600-h/20071012_Dia+das+crianças+06.JPG"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156067024573346130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44HpA3MsVI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0FNqBu-31B4/s200/20071012_Dia+das+crian%C3%A7as+06.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44Hpg3MsWI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ELBhdfbxEFo/s1600-h/20071012_Moleca+04.JPG"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156067033163280738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44Hpg3MsWI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ELBhdfbxEFo/s200/20071012_Moleca+04.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Berço, boneca e Xuxinha (presentes do dia das crianças) e a moleca mais linda do mundo...<br /></span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44Hpg3MsXI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/P0NabXFtlvs/s1600-h/20071026_Aniver+papai+006.jpg"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156067033163280754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44Hpg3MsXI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/P0NabXFtlvs/s200/20071026_Aniver+papai+006.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44Hpw3MsYI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/L4I4mTunsSY/s1600-h/20071029_Caveirinha+002.jpg"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156067037458248066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44Hpw3MsYI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/L4I4mTunsSY/s200/20071029_Caveirinha+002.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Aniversário do papai e vestida de caveira (pronta para o Halloween)...<br /></span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44Fsg3MsQI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-ewHYlfJhcI/s1600-h/20070912_Bicicleta+02.jpg"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156064885679632642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44Fsg3MsQI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-ewHYlfJhcI/s200/20070912_Bicicleta+02.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44Fsw3MsRI/AAAAAAAAAJE/VQlkvSRYLMU/s1600-h/20070921_Festa+Primavera+04.jpg"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156064889974599954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44Fsw3MsRI/AAAAAAAAAJE/VQlkvSRYLMU/s200/20070921_Festa+Primavera+04.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Primeira bicicleta e festa da primavera na escola (turminha linda que vai deixar saudades)...<br /></span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44FtA3MsTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/8G7szgihGEA/s1600-h/20071007_Fadinha+02.JPG"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156064894269567282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44FtA3MsTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/8G7szgihGEA/s200/20071007_Fadinha+02.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44Fsw3MsSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/kR0hI177gJc/s1600-h/20071007_Circo+01.JPG"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156064889974599970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/R44Fsw3MsSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/kR0hI177gJc/s200/20071007_Circo+01.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Com minha Barbie-fada e com o papai na entrada do circo.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><strong>"Eu fico com a pureza da resposta das crianças... </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><strong>É a vida, é bonita e é bonita..."</strong></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-9215174710647192720?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-25624606959413010362007-08-22T15:26:00.000-03:002008-12-09T22:53:32.792-02:00Dia do Folclore... Emília, Emília, Emília...<div align="center"><span style="color:#009900;"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Modéstia <span style="color:#cc33cc;">à parte...</span> <span style="color:#ffcc00;">dispensa palavras...rs.</span></span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#009900;"><br /></span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RsyAac8PLaI/AAAAAAAAAIU/pxzoGXOly0U/s1600-h/20070822_Emília+03.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101593669837729186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RsyAac8PLaI/AAAAAAAAAIU/pxzoGXOly0U/s200/20070822_Em%C3%ADlia+03.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RsyAN88PLYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/wl_yGR5cE5Y/s1600-h/20070822_Emília+08.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101593455089364354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RsyAN88PLYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/wl_yGR5cE5Y/s320/20070822_Em%C3%ADlia+08.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RsyAaM8PLZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/a3nXLTRDEMo/s1600-h/20070822_Emília+06.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101593665542761874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RsyAaM8PLZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/a3nXLTRDEMo/s200/20070822_Em%C3%ADlia+06.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-2562460695941301036?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-26006686937873843552007-08-22T15:03:00.000-03:002008-12-09T22:53:33.266-02:00Visita à Santinha...<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rsx8js8PLUI/AAAAAAAAAHk/i5cpwmwNRl0/s1600-h/20070820_Aparecida+01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101589430705007938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rsx8js8PLUI/AAAAAAAAAHk/i5cpwmwNRl0/s200/20070820_Aparecida+01.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rsx_Os8PLXI/AAAAAAAAAH8/oLq13n0co68/s1600-h/20070820_Aparecida+07.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101592368462638450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rsx_Os8PLXI/AAAAAAAAAH8/oLq13n0co68/s200/20070820_Aparecida+07.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rsx8kc8PLWI/AAAAAAAAAH0/DVbr-S1-lWw/s1600-h/20070820_Aparecida+08.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101589443589909858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rsx8kc8PLWI/AAAAAAAAAH0/DVbr-S1-lWw/s200/20070820_Aparecida+08.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"><strong>Vcs podem não acreditar, mas eu gosto de rezar. </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"><strong>A mamãe me levou para passear em Aparecida (já é minha segunda vez lá).</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663333;"><br /><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"></span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"><strong>Achei a igreja linda e pedi para a "Santinha" proteger todo mundo que eu amo... o papai, a mamãe, a vovó, o vovô, a Tianinha e o titio...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663333;"><br /><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"></span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"><strong>Foi um passeio muito legal e eu ganhei um monte de presentes da vovó...</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-2600668693787384355?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-61042194181680548582007-08-22T14:57:00.000-03:002008-12-09T22:53:33.580-02:00O que fazer num dia frio!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rsx56c8PLSI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Jv5fDuHGubA/s1600-h/20070812_No+quarto+01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101586523012148514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rsx56c8PLSI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Jv5fDuHGubA/s200/20070812_No+quarto+01.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#cc0000;">Curtir Red Hot Chilli Pepers no meu quarto...</span><br /><span style="color:#993399;">... ou minha caminha quentinha e aconchegante?</span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rsx56s8PLTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ZKHxUyRUGWI/s1600-h/20070812_No+quarto+04.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101586527307115826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rsx56s8PLTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ZKHxUyRUGWI/s200/20070812_No+quarto+04.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>Ó duvida cruel...</strong></span></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-6104219418168054858?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-53123681744397481772007-08-22T14:27:00.000-03:002008-12-09T22:53:33.914-02:00Acho que eu vi um gatinho...<p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rsx4jc8PLQI/AAAAAAAAAHE/CsYN8fWPTyw/s1600-h/20070812_Acho+que+eu+vi+um+gatinho+03.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101585028363529474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rsx4jc8PLQI/AAAAAAAAAHE/CsYN8fWPTyw/s200/20070812_Acho+que+eu+vi+um+gatinho+03.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rsx4j88PLRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/nHwczq6WTp4/s1600-h/20070812_Acho+que+eu+vi+um+gatinho+04.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101585036953464082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rsx4j88PLRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/nHwczq6WTp4/s200/20070812_Acho+que+eu+vi+um+gatinho+04.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"> <span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"><strong>Na casa da Vovó Odete tem uma gatinha muito linda que eu amei.</strong></span></div><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"><strong> No fim,ela só ficava fugindo de mim... </strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"><strong>Não sei porque...rs.</strong></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-5312368174439748177?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-47238048610798063612007-08-22T14:07:00.000-03:002008-12-09T22:53:34.387-02:00DOIS ANOS E ...<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"><strong>... 6 MESES. </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;">Breve retrospectiva...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rsxubc8PLNI/AAAAAAAAAGs/jRMnFQ0HWHA/s1600-h/20070802_Laura+e+Uniqua+03.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101573895808298194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rsxubc8PLNI/AAAAAAAAAGs/jRMnFQ0HWHA/s200/20070802_Laura+e+Uniqua+03.jpg" border="0" /></span></a></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;">Com a Uniqua que a Tianinha trouxe para mim do Canadá... Essa tia é o máximo!<br /></span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rsxub88PLOI/AAAAAAAAAG0/cFRQzw5Smgc/s1600-h/20070804_Com+a+mamãe+01.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101573904398232802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rsxub88PLOI/AAAAAAAAAG0/cFRQzw5Smgc/s200/20070804_Com+a+mam%C3%A3e+01.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;">Minha mamãe, eu e um Furby...<br /></span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rsxucc8PLPI/AAAAAAAAAG8/sFiShSi50R0/s1600-h/20070804_Na+moleza+02.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101573912988167410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rsxucc8PLPI/AAAAAAAAAG8/sFiShSi50R0/s200/20070804_Na+moleza+02.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"><br />Só na moleza na cama da mamãe e do papai. Eu tava a fim que eles me convidassem para dormir lá, sabe... Mas acho que eles estavam querendo me enrolar...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-4723804861079806361?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-15445002154674795132007-06-18T14:29:00.000-03:002008-12-09T22:53:35.184-02:00Pula a fogueira, Iaiá! Pula a fogueira, Ioiô!<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"><strong><em>Gente! Arrasei ontem na festa junina da minha escola!</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"><strong><em>Pra começar, fiquei um charme com a minha roupitxa de caipira que foi a vovó Lourdes quem deu. Depois eu fui uma das poucas que não chorou e uma das únicas, junto com meu par, o Pedro, que dançou. </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"><strong><em>A mamãe, o papai e tios ficaram super orgulhosos de mim.</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"><strong><em>Eu fui entrando no palco e logo me coloquei, sozinha!, no meu lugar (marcadinho com fita crepe no chão), depois quando começou a música foi um arrasta-pé só...rs. </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"><strong><em>No final, foi só brincadeira (jogo da argola, chute a gol e bola na lata) e biribinha que a vovó e o vovô compraram para eu estourar.</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;">O domingo terminou com um gostoso churrasco na casa da vovó e eu aproveitei para brincar com a minha priminha, Vitória. Linda!</span></em></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RnbDsoMu1HI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yehtcAgKQI8/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077460801379292274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RnbDsoMu1HI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yehtcAgKQI8/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RnbDsoMu1II/AAAAAAAAAGI/4M6amlFyJow/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077460801379292290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RnbDsoMu1II/AAAAAAAAAGI/4M6amlFyJow/s320/collage2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RnbDs4Mu1JI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/53n3jm69PAM/s1600-h/collage.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077460805674259602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RnbDs4Mu1JI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/53n3jm69PAM/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RsMREgv3tPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UF3fEQjaEIY/s1600-h/20070617_Festa+Junina+Aconchego+017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098937972321400050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RsMREgv3tPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UF3fEQjaEIY/s200/20070617_Festa+Junina+Aconchego+017.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"><strong>Família reunida! É isso que vale!</strong></span><br /></span></span><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"></span></em></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"></span></em></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"></span></em></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-1544500215467479513?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-78810531275749299602007-05-28T10:19:00.000-03:002008-12-09T22:53:36.322-02:00Recapitulando...<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> <span style="color:#cc0000;">A mamãe anda meio preguiçosa e deixou um monte de coisas para postar de uma vez só...</span></span></strong></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>Resumo dos últimos dois meses...</em></span> </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"><strong>Páscoa: a coelha mais fofa e os ovos que o coelho "atapaiado" espalhou pela casa...<br /></strong></span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RlrY4v2Y57I/AAAAAAAAAE4/dAtRysmZ7L8/s1600-h/20070404_Coelhinha+005.jpg"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069602799987779506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RlrY4v2Y57I/AAAAAAAAAE4/dAtRysmZ7L8/s200/20070404_Coelhinha+005.jpg" border="0" /></span></strong></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RlrY5f2Y58I/AAAAAAAAAFA/37k1m6448To/s1600-h/20070408_Procurando+os+ovos+006.jpg"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069602812872681410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RlrY5f2Y58I/AAAAAAAAAFA/37k1m6448To/s200/20070408_Procurando+os+ovos+006.jpg" border="0" /></span></strong></a></div><div align="center"><strong><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Batucando...</span><br /></span></strong><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RlrY7v2Y59I/AAAAAAAAAFI/9Opc1pmrXRw/s1600-h/Batucando_002.jpg"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069602851527387090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RlrY7v2Y59I/AAAAAAAAAFI/9Opc1pmrXRw/s200/Batucando_002.jpg" border="0" /></span></strong></a><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#006600;">Pareço a Pocahontas? Dia do Índio... Ele come milho, caça e pesca, sabia?...rs.</span><br /></span></strong><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RlrY8v2Y5-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/9WvmtUdh1Vw/s1600-h/20070419_Dia+do+Ãndio_010.jpg"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069602868707256290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RlrY8v2Y5-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/9WvmtUdh1Vw/s200/20070419_Dia+do+%C3%8Dndio_010.jpg" border="0" /></span></strong></a><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;">Ida ao teatro com os amiguinhos da escola. Adorei o Aladdin...<br /></span></strong><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RlrY-v2Y5_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/3HE2huQ7FN8/s1600-h/20070427_Aladin+036.jpg"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069602903066994674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RlrY-v2Y5_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/3HE2huQ7FN8/s200/20070427_Aladin+036.jpg" border="0" /></span></strong></a><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span></strong><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rlra7v2Y6CI/AAAAAAAAAFw/abwIQ9b-wBU/s1600-h/20070427_Aladin+041.jpg"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069605050550642722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rlra7v2Y6CI/AAAAAAAAAFw/abwIQ9b-wBU/s200/20070427_Aladin+041.jpg" border="0" /></span></strong></a></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#660000;">Toda animada, num sábado pela manhã, pronta para ir nadar... Que pique!</span><br /></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rlra6P2Y6AI/AAAAAAAAAFg/V-C0R573CWo/s1600-h/20070428_Agasalho+010.jpg"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069605024780838914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rlra6P2Y6AI/AAAAAAAAAFg/V-C0R573CWo/s200/20070428_Agasalho+010.jpg" border="0" /></span></strong></a><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#336666;">Já estava chateada de tanto esperar o papai se arrumar para o aniversário do amigo Gabriel... Ele é sempre o último a ficar pronto...</span><br /></span></strong><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rlra6v2Y6BI/AAAAAAAAAFo/nRHpUrIg2a8/s1600-h/20070428_Blusa+laranja+003.jpg"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069605033370773522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rlra6v2Y6BI/AAAAAAAAAFo/nRHpUrIg2a8/s200/20070428_Blusa+laranja+003.jpg" border="0" /></span></strong></a></div><div align="center"><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;">Comemoração do Dia das Mães na minha escola. A mamãe chorou... Será que ela não gostou do presente que eu dei?!?</span> </span></strong></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rlra8P2Y6DI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mIk-PzPlJCM/s1600-h/DSC04836.JPG"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069605059140577330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rlra8P2Y6DI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mIk-PzPlJCM/s200/DSC04836.JPG" border="0" /></span></strong></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-7881053127574929960?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-14621985207286124062007-03-30T11:23:00.000-03:002008-12-09T22:53:36.954-02:00Que palhaçada é essa!!!?<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> <strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">A mamãe chegou para me pegar e quase teve um treco quando me viu... Mas foi um treco bom!</span></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">Não sabia de me abraçada, se me beijava... Acho que ela gostou da surpresa que a escolinha preparou me vestindo de palhacinha.</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">Os adultos são estranhos mesmo... </span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">Imagine se eu pego o batom da mamãe e faço isso no meu rosto? </span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">Já ia levar a maior bronca... </span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">Mas como foi na escola tudo bem...Vai entender!</span></em></strong></div><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rg0e_ulmTPI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YAIGgsSJyk0/s1600-h/20070327_Dia+do+circo+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047724837538516210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rg0e_ulmTPI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YAIGgsSJyk0/s200/20070327_Dia+do+circo+018.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><p align="left"> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rg0e_-lmTQI/AAAAAAAAAEw/llvWuVFBnzw/s1600-h/20070327_Dia+do+circo+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047724841833483522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rg0e_-lmTQI/AAAAAAAAAEw/llvWuVFBnzw/s200/20070327_Dia+do+circo+010.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rg0e_elmTOI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9wb7qtigyPE/s1600-h/20070327_Dia+do+circo+015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047724833243548898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rg0e_elmTOI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9wb7qtigyPE/s200/20070327_Dia+do+circo+015.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rg0e_OlmTNI/AAAAAAAAAEY/8_sFfPQwIss/s1600-h/20070327_Dia+do+circo+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047724828948581586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rg0e_OlmTNI/AAAAAAAAAEY/8_sFfPQwIss/s200/20070327_Dia+do+circo+014.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;">Dia 27/03 foi Dia do Circo!</span> </em></strong></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-1462198520728612406?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-4752833707941871192007-03-28T13:56:00.000-03:002008-12-09T22:53:37.988-02:00Férias em família! Que legal!<div align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em><br /></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em>Enfim, F É R I A S!!! </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em>(Até parece que eu trabalho muito...rs.)</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><br /><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em>Na verdade é que férias significa </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em>"papai e mamãe em período integral", por isso é tudo de bom.</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><br /><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em>Fomos para Ubatuba e aproveitamos ao máximo...</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><br /><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047021875946212546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rgqfp-lmTMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/57JiiOhUV0I/s320/F%C3%A9rias+2007+011.jpg" border="0" /></em></strong></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em>Visitamos o projeto Tamar... Olha eu e a tartarugona! </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em>Só que está é de mentirinha...rs. </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em>Mas tem umas de verdade que são muito maiores...</em></strong></span></div><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rgqe6elmTII/AAAAAAAAADs/rCpx9oW--EM/s1600-h/Férias+2007+007.jpg"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047021059902426242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rgqe6elmTII/AAAAAAAAADs/rCpx9oW--EM/s320/F%C3%A9rias+2007+007.jpg" border="0" /></em></strong></span></a><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em> Paramos para dar uma olhadinha nos barcos...</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><br /><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rgqe6-lmTJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/l3G9hmlqnpk/s1600-h/Férias+2007+038.jpg"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047021068492360850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rgqe6-lmTJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/l3G9hmlqnpk/s320/F%C3%A9rias+2007+038.jpg" border="0" /></em></strong></span><p align="center"></a><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em>Esta é na pousada da tia Simone... Muito boa mesmo!</em></strong></span></p><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rgqe7OlmTKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/YZiIZR6DaSo/s1600-h/Férias+2007+052.jpg"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047021072787328162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rgqe7OlmTKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/YZiIZR6DaSo/s320/F%C3%A9rias+2007+052.jpg" border="0" /></em></strong></span></a><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em>Fomos até Paraty e fizemos um grande passeio de escuna. </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em>O nome do barco era Caminante e tinha um cara bem legal lá, chamado Dedeca, que tocava violão. Acho que ele gostou de mim...rs.</em></strong></span></div><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><br /><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rgqe7elmTLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2KdPFzDTh_E/s1600-h/Férias+2007+086.jpg"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047021077082295474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rgqe7elmTLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2KdPFzDTh_E/s320/F%C3%A9rias+2007+086.jpg" border="0" /></em></strong></span><p align="center"></a><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><em>Esta foi em uma das paradas do barco. Já estão com inveja? rs...</em></strong></span></p><p align="center"><br /><br /> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-475283370794187119?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-74382469169730594262007-03-28T13:38:00.000-03:002008-12-09T22:53:38.373-02:00Carnaval na escolinha.. skindô, skindô!!!<div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>O primeiro baile de carnaval, a gente SEMPRE esquece...rs. Quem não esquece são a mamãe e o papai...</strong></span></div><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047019140052044898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RgqdKulmTGI/AAAAAAAAADc/u5SbF9Sk1E0/s200/20070215_Carnaval+010.jpg" border="0" /><br /></strong></span><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Esta aí, atrás da máscara, sou euzinha sim, vestida de Branca-de-Neve.</strong></span></div><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047019144347012210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/RgqdK-lmTHI/AAAAAAAAADk/Y2WFm2V2L_Q/s200/20070215_Carnaval+012.jpg" border="0" /><br /></strong></span><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Nesta outra foto, com cara de sessão nostalgia, estou só pensando: "Tadinha da tia que vai limpar tudo isso...".</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-7438246916973059426?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37897777.post-60004324408235377672007-01-25T16:25:00.000-02:002008-12-09T22:53:38.930-02:00O primeiro dia de muitos...<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rbj5Gm40YGI/AAAAAAAAACo/ny-tFsevyuw/s1600-h/20070125_Primeiro+dia+de+aula+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024039276245180514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rbj5Gm40YGI/AAAAAAAAACo/ny-tFsevyuw/s200/20070125_Primeiro+dia+de+aula+001.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rbj5G240YII/AAAAAAAAAC4/9z3-x5BC9Hw/s1600-h/20070125_Primeiro+dia+de+aula+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024039280540147842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rbj5G240YII/AAAAAAAAAC4/9z3-x5BC9Hw/s200/20070125_Primeiro+dia+de+aula+011.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nip1yepMP_g/Rbj5G240YHI/AAAAAAAAACw/iexfY6ygd9M/s1600-h/20070125_Primeiro+dia+de+aula+005.jpg"></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"><strong>Hoje foi meu primeiro dia de aula.</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"><strong>Acordei cedinho sem ninguém me chamar (acho que estava adivinhando alguma coisa diferente), minha mamãe me deu um belo banho e me vestiu com meu "inifome" (leia-se uniforme).</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"><strong>Eu achei que estava linda (não sei se foi pela cara de boba da mamãe) e resolvia acordar meu papai para ele me ver</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"><strong>- "Supesa, papai!" </strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"><strong>- "Acoda pa vê como eu tô linda."</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"><strong>- "Tô cô inifome da Conchego..." </strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"><strong>Cheguei na casa da vovó onde todos me esperavam. Todos ansiosos para me ver. </strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"><strong>Meu vovô foi com a mamãe me levar na escola com a desculpa de que queria saber onde era... - "Vai que alguém liga, vai que ela chora... Eu vou buscar...". Na verdade, ele não queria é que eu entrasse. Ele estava com mais medo que a mamãe.</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"><strong>Conheci minha professora (Tia Sara) e nem falei tchau para a mamãe, que deve ter ficado lá desesperada para saber o que estava acontecendo comigo, o que eu estava fazendo, o que eu estava pensando...</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"><strong>Foi um dia produtivo, a professora disse que não teve problemas comigo e eu ainda ganhei um catavento grudado num pirulito.</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"><strong>É... Acho que me dei bem...rs.</strong></span></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37897777-6000432440823537767?l=minhalindabebe4.blogspot.com'/></div>Drikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05693722872616964013noreply@blogger.com0