<?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-724349820983859557</id><updated>2011-10-15T23:44:12.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this sweet life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>274</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-3403848124472585844</id><published>2011-09-14T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T17:39:01.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone.</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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So, it's September.&amp;nbsp; Summer had to end.&amp;nbsp; It was such a good one.&amp;nbsp; School started up.&amp;nbsp; Ava is gone.&amp;nbsp; Like, 8:30-3 gone.&amp;nbsp; She had a play date last week and was gone until 5.&amp;nbsp; I fed her, chatted with her, read with her, then squeezed her and she was off to sleep, just to wake up and be gone again.&amp;nbsp; She loves it, of course.&amp;nbsp; I have really enjoyed just being with the boys, but I miss her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The few days before school got quite crazy with the hurricane clean up and what not, but we were able to squeeze in a tradition that we decided to start this year.&amp;nbsp; Yes, we stole this tradition from NieNie.&amp;nbsp; But, I'm sorry, how can I not copy such a great tradition.&amp;nbsp; It totally puts the focus off of the new clothes and backpack and on to how to be better.&amp;nbsp; The back to school feast!&amp;nbsp; The main part of the tradition that I love is giving your family a theme for the year.&amp;nbsp; We settled on this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XGnk4KNqGfc/TnE67wTVR1I/AAAAAAAADAE/Ajd0sVjg-tA/s1600/P9050991_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XGnk4KNqGfc/TnE67wTVR1I/AAAAAAAADAE/Ajd0sVjg-tA/s320/P9050991_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It seemed very applicable since we had spent the last two days serving.&amp;nbsp; Plus, we really hope that our kids will learn to serve, both small and large.&amp;nbsp; We hope that they learn to look for those in need, on the playground or in class and choose to help them, because by doing so they are also serving God.&amp;nbsp; So we talked about this and now every night we talk about what we did for someone that day.&amp;nbsp; In my ambitious spirit I thought I would embroider each theme on a quilt square each year, then when they graduate I would have a quilt to send away with them...I hope I do this.&amp;nbsp; I like the idea :)&lt;br /&gt;So I made them each a crown to let them know how special they were and how important their new "roles" in the family were going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-blYaBT6BOxY/TnE7OkuyoKI/AAAAAAAADAI/5WZJVlIY6wA/s1600/P9050997_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-blYaBT6BOxY/TnE7OkuyoKI/AAAAAAAADAI/5WZJVlIY6wA/s320/P9050997_edited-1.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1mIUQP8wU58/TnE7j_94vgI/AAAAAAAADAM/tqQWdYly4zo/s1600/P9050998_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1mIUQP8wU58/TnE7j_94vgI/AAAAAAAADAM/tqQWdYly4zo/s320/P9050998_edited-1.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/-7ZC5ftJo6bg/TnE79EPimwI/AAAAAAAADAQ/L5p7gnsSMCk/s1600/P9050999_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZC5ftJo6bg/TnE79EPimwI/AAAAAAAADAQ/L5p7gnsSMCk/s320/P9050999_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The crowns were most definitely a hit.&amp;nbsp; (No Bennett doesn't have something on his nose- just another scrape...have you ever seen him without?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ofqfu5YMu68/TnE8Tp0NNsI/AAAAAAAADAU/uVxKX2cNu_E/s1600/P9051000_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ofqfu5YMu68/TnE8Tp0NNsI/AAAAAAAADAU/uVxKX2cNu_E/s320/P9051000_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now here is Ava's first day of school.&amp;nbsp; She was thrilled about her new shoes mainly.&amp;nbsp; I was thrilled that we both liked the same pair of jeans, her because they are comfortable leggings, me because they don't show the girl's crack...thank you GAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/-6CJe6Otf0X0/TnE-tbUzV_I/AAAAAAAADAg/R8xOFfpM6-o/s1600/P9061004_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6CJe6Otf0X0/TnE-tbUzV_I/AAAAAAAADAg/R8xOFfpM6-o/s320/P9061004_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It rained the entire first week of school.&amp;nbsp; It was a real downer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OnOi6plGBg8/TnE_D8SoLeI/AAAAAAAADAk/UwPC-Jayc1s/s1600/P9061005_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OnOi6plGBg8/TnE_D8SoLeI/AAAAAAAADAk/UwPC-Jayc1s/s320/P9061005_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here are both of their true feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tooolZi_YBE/TnE_WvjyXlI/AAAAAAAADAo/PiXo0PkUPnQ/s1600/P9061008_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tooolZi_YBE/TnE_WvjyXlI/AAAAAAAADAo/PiXo0PkUPnQ/s320/P9061008_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We miss you at home Ava.&amp;nbsp; But we know you are such an awesome first grader!﻿&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/724349820983859557-3403848124472585844?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/3403848124472585844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=3403848124472585844&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/3403848124472585844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/3403848124472585844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/09/gone.html' title='Gone.'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XGnk4KNqGfc/TnE67wTVR1I/AAAAAAAADAE/Ajd0sVjg-tA/s72-c/P9050991_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-4525666529592810144</id><published>2011-09-09T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T18:23:48.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Irene</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;Miss Irene was a nasty one.&amp;nbsp; Here is our story of the crabby ole lady visiting our house.&amp;nbsp; We returned home from OBX just as Irene was hitting there in NC.&amp;nbsp; We immediately went to the store (at 11:30 pm) to fill the fridge that we left fairly empty before vacation.&amp;nbsp; The stores were practically empty...well, if you were looking for water, bread, soda and beer.&amp;nbsp; Lucky for us, we weren't really.&amp;nbsp; So we grabbed some basics and made it home.&amp;nbsp; Saturday morning we had to quickly prep the house for the storm.&amp;nbsp; Neighbors, who had already prepped their houses came to help us, which was super nice.&amp;nbsp; Ty noticed a rain gutter that was clogged right before we left...on the top floor.&amp;nbsp; So he and Joe took turns climbing the creakity ladder to get to the third floor.&amp;nbsp; I thought for sure he would fall to his death, so I took a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pYS_Umg0Fxs/Tmjg0YtY1cI/AAAAAAAAC_I/vgK7jIcA_fA/s1600/P8270948_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pYS_Umg0Fxs/Tmjg0YtY1cI/AAAAAAAAC_I/vgK7jIcA_fA/s320/P8270948_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Later on Saturday the rain started to come.&amp;nbsp; It came, and came, and came.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, through the night we could see rivers flowing down our street.&amp;nbsp; We woke up Sunday to more rain.&amp;nbsp; Our house was holding up really well with a pretty dry basement.&amp;nbsp; So we started to check on our neighbors.&amp;nbsp; They weren't so lucky.&amp;nbsp; Most of them had water in their basements and a lot of it.&amp;nbsp; Tyler took his wet vac up and started helping a neighbor keep the water out.&amp;nbsp; We heard from people at church, many also had water in their basements.&amp;nbsp; Some had lost power and so they couldn't even get the water out.&amp;nbsp; So Sunday morning the Kearl house soon turned into a daycare.&amp;nbsp; Two of the families in our neighborhood had water in their basements so we brought their kids to our house to hopefully relieve the stress.&amp;nbsp; By this point we had a couple cracks in the foundation in our basement that were beading water, but we put a towel over it and were good to go.&amp;nbsp; Here are most of the kids, having a dance party in my front room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5oL1iuV2zZ8/TmjiOQW9kOI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/kgCSnb1Nb9c/s1600/P8280951_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5oL1iuV2zZ8/TmjiOQW9kOI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/kgCSnb1Nb9c/s320/P8280951_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Before 2 of the kids came over the rain had finally stopped and my friend told me she was going to let her kids play outside for a bit since they were restless.&amp;nbsp; I told her I didn't feel comfortable with that since the wind was still pretty strong out there so to just send her kids over here.&amp;nbsp; Not 15 minutes later we heard the loudest crack.&amp;nbsp; We looked out the window to see this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CIeuOjcTNd8/TmjhKi84LfI/AAAAAAAAC_M/PT4eN8CJWTA/s1600/P8290974_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CIeuOjcTNd8/TmjhKi84LfI/AAAAAAAAC_M/PT4eN8CJWTA/s320/P8290974_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This view is from our yard to our neighbors house.&amp;nbsp; This tree was probably 100 feet tall.&amp;nbsp; It took out three trees on it's way down.&amp;nbsp; Sad for us it took out a beautiful tree of ours that has gorgeous blossoms in the spring.&amp;nbsp; It basically has one branch left standing, so it will likely die.&amp;nbsp; It also fell onto their unfinished fence...minor setback on that job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8HfKjge6atg/TmjhL3sOgmI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/504Qj8kijoc/s1600/P8290975_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8HfKjge6atg/TmjhL3sOgmI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/504Qj8kijoc/s320/P8290975_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not too long after the first tree fell, we heard another crack.&amp;nbsp; This time across the street.&amp;nbsp; It is hard to tell in the picture below, but the tree on the right had a couple huge branches break and get blown into the tree on the left.&amp;nbsp; They were stuck in the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aNGyFpdqSuU/TmjiBNBrqiI/AAAAAAAAC_U/KMmPNfn2VGU/s1600/P8290973_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aNGyFpdqSuU/TmjiBNBrqiI/AAAAAAAAC_U/KMmPNfn2VGU/s320/P8290973_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;What we didn't realize is that it was also stuck on the power line.&amp;nbsp; So I am talking to my mom on the phone, explaining to her that we are all fine, when suddenly I see flames (small flames, but flames nonetheless) in the tree.&amp;nbsp; So I had to call the ole 911 and let them know.&lt;br /&gt;The neighbors all gathered around to wait for the firetruck.&amp;nbsp; By this time the winds had died down and weather was very mild.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xMWW0exaRHk/TmjiVvwsJ2I/AAAAAAAAC_g/D2aC9AjvcSA/s1600/P8280956_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xMWW0exaRHk/TmjiVvwsJ2I/AAAAAAAAC_g/D2aC9AjvcSA/s320/P8280956_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had a really hard time getting a picture that justified the flames, but you can at least see fire in this one below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yX5zo5cm2-E/Tmjicl-S9rI/AAAAAAAAC_k/R2MCdQWEfJo/s1600/P8280966_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yX5zo5cm2-E/Tmjicl-S9rI/AAAAAAAAC_k/R2MCdQWEfJo/s320/P8280966_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A police car came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zDXGOkIZjLw/Tmjii3ZAa6I/AAAAAAAAC_o/5TbIx7feFCw/s1600/P8280969_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zDXGOkIZjLw/Tmjii3ZAa6I/AAAAAAAAC_o/5TbIx7feFCw/s320/P8280969_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A firetruck came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kWNZXTjjPRs/TmjjCLV-5cI/AAAAAAAAC_s/8qdlq41DeQk/s1600/P8280970_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kWNZXTjjPRs/TmjjCLV-5cI/AAAAAAAAC_s/8qdlq41DeQk/s320/P8280970_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And another firetruck came.&amp;nbsp; It was quite the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1wpj1CFBSM0/TmjjFagtvvI/AAAAAAAAC_w/Rzso-sdyXkc/s1600/P8280971_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1wpj1CFBSM0/TmjjFagtvvI/AAAAAAAAC_w/Rzso-sdyXkc/s320/P8280971_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They informed us that the power line would soon blow and then it would be a live wire so we should stay clear and we would lose power.&amp;nbsp; So we waited, enjoyed our last bit of power, made cheese dip, grabbed the chips and headed for our porch to watch it burn.&amp;nbsp; Our neighbors grabbed drinks and joined us for the show.&amp;nbsp; Soon, just as they predicted "BOOM".&amp;nbsp; And we went dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firemen came back.&amp;nbsp; Told us it could be weeks until we get power...haha...silly firemen.&amp;nbsp; Then they made us prisoners in our own homes, they taped us in with yellow tape, reminding us that the wire across the road was indeed live and would kill us if we got near.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Yay!&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Kids, we don't get to leave the house for 2 more weeks!!!&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-micJVrHKG44/TmjjH9wNMGI/AAAAAAAAC_0/4aJMs_fRPQ4/s1600/P8290979_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-micJVrHKG44/TmjjH9wNMGI/AAAAAAAAC_0/4aJMs_fRPQ4/s320/P8290979_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mr Pete, drinking his morning coffee, confined to his front porch.&amp;nbsp; But alas, the firemen were wrong, we had power withing a few days.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't all that bad until 6:30 when it got dark and we got bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ud57HXOBTyw/TmjjKE1-p_I/AAAAAAAAC_4/XaTV_FlTczc/s1600/P8290980_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ud57HXOBTyw/TmjjKE1-p_I/AAAAAAAAC_4/XaTV_FlTczc/s320/P8290980_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿So that was our relationship with miss irene.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, being without TV, I assumed it was about the same for most people around us.&amp;nbsp; That was until Saturday morning when we found out that our church service would be cancelled except for a 30 min. meeting, which we attended in work clothes so we could all spend the rest of the day in areas that had complete devastation.&amp;nbsp; President Obama flew into a town called Patterson which is about 20 minutes from us and within the boundaries of our church group (stake).&amp;nbsp; This was very close to where we were heading to serve.&amp;nbsp; So we put on our bright yellow helping hands shirts and headed to help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nAKQev1SJ_Y/Tmq4qQSpwdI/AAAAAAAAC_8/-Om4RyT_CUc/s1600/helpinghands.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nAKQev1SJ_Y/Tmq4qQSpwdI/AAAAAAAAC_8/-Om4RyT_CUc/s1600/helpinghands.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The first neighborhood we went to were nicer homes and&amp;nbsp;had a lot of damage, however, as the day went on and we were moved closer to the river where water was just descending (a week after the storm) conditions were horrible.&amp;nbsp; It was amazing to see a group of 10 people go into a house and clear everything and gut it (drywall and all) in a 45 minute span.&amp;nbsp; This is something that would have taken the individuals days or weeks.&amp;nbsp; There was unbelievable mold and mildew.&amp;nbsp; The smells were horrific.&amp;nbsp; The people who only a week before had called these houses their homes were completely devastated.&amp;nbsp; It was sad to see.&amp;nbsp; The next day was labor day and a lot of men went out to help again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This week we again had serious rain.&amp;nbsp; Bad news for many of these people.&amp;nbsp; Our weekend is the same, Saturday and Sunday we will go help these people that live so close to us completely devastated while we start our first week of school like it's no big deal.&amp;nbsp; I am sad for them.&amp;nbsp; I am sad for the complete towns that are condemned in Upstate NY.&amp;nbsp; It is very eye opening to see a disaster first hand.&amp;nbsp; It is humbling.&amp;nbsp; I am happy I can help, though little it may be.&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/724349820983859557-4525666529592810144?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/4525666529592810144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=4525666529592810144&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/4525666529592810144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/4525666529592810144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/09/miss-irene.html' title='Miss Irene'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pYS_Umg0Fxs/Tmjg0YtY1cI/AAAAAAAAC_I/vgK7jIcA_fA/s72-c/P8270948_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-1097162918997518121</id><published>2011-09-01T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T20:41:37.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OBX</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_ftovpj="104" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We took a week off from life and headed down to Outer Banks, North Carolina to rent a house with friends for a week.&amp;nbsp; Little did we know Hurricane Irene was headed our way, but not before the house got shaken up by the earthquake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_ftovpj="104" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So we got to the beach quick to do a little surfing...wait for it, wait for it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_ftovpj="104" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e6QB0pv6u8M/TmBHM4Wjm4I/AAAAAAAAC-E/FhJ197kkJ7o/s1600/P8240936_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e6QB0pv6u8M/TmBHM4Wjm4I/AAAAAAAAC-E/FhJ197kkJ7o/s400/P8240936_edited-1.JPG" width="400" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_ftovpj="555" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bqD9EWJXxh0/TmA-eei2UqI/AAAAAAAAC98/VNjvE8yevwc/s1600/P8240933_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bqD9EWJXxh0/TmA-eei2UqI/AAAAAAAAC98/VNjvE8yevwc/s400/P8240933_edited-1.JPG" width="400" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ftovpj="556" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Christian could ride the tiniest wave forever...I guess it helps to weigh 35 lbs...go figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Vu2aPH3Gck/TmBHTsrXTwI/AAAAAAAAC-I/veDQhKBLwtQ/s1600/P8240938_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Vu2aPH3Gck/TmBHTsrXTwI/AAAAAAAAC-I/veDQhKBLwtQ/s320/P8240938_edited-1.JPG" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ftovpj="563" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;If we weren't at the beach then the kids were in the pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--6cfa5yGo8Q/TmBHY1VhkhI/AAAAAAAAC-M/RDpvSadowNM/s1600/img_5251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--6cfa5yGo8Q/TmBHY1VhkhI/AAAAAAAAC-M/RDpvSadowNM/s320/img_5251.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ftovpj="564" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The boys did some deep sea fishing...check out the massive fish they caught...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OGt-GFs0FSE/TmBHd9NV5JI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/VVuV9i2B4tc/s1600/img_5277.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OGt-GFs0FSE/TmBHd9NV5JI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/VVuV9i2B4tc/s320/img_5277.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mwm0ESSs76Q/TmBHkry36uI/AAAAAAAAC-U/guC8NsIQ_H0/s1600/img_5278.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mwm0ESSs76Q/TmBHkry36uI/AAAAAAAAC-U/guC8NsIQ_H0/s320/img_5278.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ftovpj="568" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We did very few things other than play at the beach.&amp;nbsp; It was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5llErn_9VjQ/TmBHrYVaBXI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/QImzCesxAHg/s1600/img_5373.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5llErn_9VjQ/TmBHrYVaBXI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/QImzCesxAHg/s320/img_5373.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0TWXw1t6evU/TmBHvxBdyyI/AAAAAAAAC-c/wPyhgmb1tLo/s1600/img_5374.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0TWXw1t6evU/TmBHvxBdyyI/AAAAAAAAC-c/wPyhgmb1tLo/s320/img_5374.jpg" width="213" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ftovpj="684" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ava had so much fun playing with Jenna.&amp;nbsp; Jenna is autistic, so their "play" is different than Ava's other friends.&amp;nbsp; Ava&amp;nbsp;adores her.&amp;nbsp; She would follow Jenna around waiting for her to want to play with her for a few minutes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_ftovpj="597" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c8j8TbGhFXE/TmBH0e56RkI/AAAAAAAAC-g/ALKQcsRFMn4/s1600/img_5388.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c8j8TbGhFXE/TmBH0e56RkI/AAAAAAAAC-g/ALKQcsRFMn4/s400/img_5388.jpg" width="400" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ftovpj="685" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They were cute together.&amp;nbsp; I was so proud of Ava.&amp;nbsp; She was a really good friend and so was Jenna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i8zhQddlRZk/TmBH4Qg3EFI/AAAAAAAAC-k/JKCPJR1gYrQ/s1600/img_5386.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i8zhQddlRZk/TmBH4Qg3EFI/AAAAAAAAC-k/JKCPJR1gYrQ/s320/img_5386.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_ftovpj="627" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vfbaEsKirdo/TmBH_fmWtqI/AAAAAAAAC-o/lV1BqC_VZMY/s1600/img_5390.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vfbaEsKirdo/TmBH_fmWtqI/AAAAAAAAC-o/lV1BqC_VZMY/s400/img_5390.jpg" width="400" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ftovpj="687" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ryan and Jenna, my two adorable pregnant friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oe-jWqqrVFE/TmBIAGhY2HI/AAAAAAAAC-s/l4nM6OeiKvI/s1600/img_5393pik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oe-jWqqrVFE/TmBIAGhY2HI/AAAAAAAAC-s/l4nM6OeiKvI/s640/img_5393pik.jpg" width="640" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dzfhBXUIhHk/TmBIA-SA19I/AAAAAAAAC-w/H-iTZurj6bQ/s1600/img_5397pik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="183" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dzfhBXUIhHk/TmBIA-SA19I/AAAAAAAAC-w/H-iTZurj6bQ/s320/img_5397pik.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_ftovpj="678" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K33lr67iL4Q/TmBIFXnQvRI/AAAAAAAAC-0/hBwDpLMfgGM/s1600/img_5409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K33lr67iL4Q/TmBIFXnQvRI/AAAAAAAAC-0/hBwDpLMfgGM/s320/img_5409.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ftovpj="679" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The kids did this for hours.&amp;nbsp; At least until most of them had been stung by jelly fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PGtsw78MeQg/TmBIKuIaWwI/AAAAAAAAC-4/Azq8XAuo9Ow/s1600/img_5435.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PGtsw78MeQg/TmBIKuIaWwI/AAAAAAAAC-4/Azq8XAuo9Ow/s640/img_5435.jpg" width="640" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8oug0iyqBfg/TmBIPtFtjoI/AAAAAAAAC-8/GEo62YVmeTo/s1600/img_5453.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8oug0iyqBfg/TmBIPtFtjoI/AAAAAAAAC-8/GEo62YVmeTo/s320/img_5453.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_ftovpj="143" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1GxCFgD-810/TmA-YrZrBjI/AAAAAAAAC90/QVbW308MiRE/s1600/P8240930_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1GxCFgD-810/TmA-YrZrBjI/AAAAAAAAC90/QVbW308MiRE/s320/P8240930_edited-1.JPG" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ftovpj="680" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Let me have bennett tell you how he felt about the beach...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_qIMaSmVP1I/TmA-a1eM4aI/AAAAAAAAC94/OuDUE_Pl8B0/s1600/P8240932_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_qIMaSmVP1I/TmA-a1eM4aI/AAAAAAAAC94/OuDUE_Pl8B0/s320/P8240932_edited-1.JPG" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ftovpj="681" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yes, he liked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ftovpj="681" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ftovpj="681" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;So, by mid week they started ordering evacuations due to the hurricane.&amp;nbsp; Much to my dismay, we still hung around until Friday (looking back, it was worth it, but at the time I had total anxiety).&amp;nbsp; Tyler and Bennett walked along a completely empty beach Friday morning before we left.&amp;nbsp; Irene hit OBX late Friday early Saturday, then she slowly followed our path to our house.&amp;nbsp; But THAT is for another post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ftovpj="681" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/724349820983859557-1097162918997518121?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/1097162918997518121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=1097162918997518121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1097162918997518121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1097162918997518121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/09/obx.html' title='OBX'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e6QB0pv6u8M/TmBHM4Wjm4I/AAAAAAAAC-E/FhJ197kkJ7o/s72-c/P8240936_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-3825590717003731308</id><published>2011-08-17T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T20:00:50.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Description</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_vq81mp="127" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our summer can pretty much be described by two things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_vq81mp="127" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_vq81mp="127" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Shutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_vq81mp="127" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_vq81mp="127" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I may have mentioned our lake before :)&amp;nbsp; The lake is an AMAZING part of NJ.&amp;nbsp; It has the beach.&amp;nbsp; It has diving boards- high, low and medium (which now even my 2 year old will jump off all three).&amp;nbsp; It has shallow water for my kids to play safely in and deeper water for them to become awesome swimmers in.&amp;nbsp; It has docks for them to jump off of.&amp;nbsp; It is has gorgeous scenery.&amp;nbsp; It is 2 minutes from our house.&amp;nbsp; And it always has friends there to play with.&amp;nbsp; In this case, it wasn't just any friends, it was the Shutes.&amp;nbsp; Who, despite living directly behind us and spending every waking hour that we allow them together, still make even the lake more fun.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_vq81mp="127" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--vDXG6zXsws/Tkx9E84rcDI/AAAAAAAAC88/POKUgeJE4GU/s1600/P8130886_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--vDXG6zXsws/Tkx9E84rcDI/AAAAAAAAC88/POKUgeJE4GU/s320/P8130886_edited-1.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7_eaYfLdzek/Tkx9HeD0dNI/AAAAAAAAC9A/PA8K4XnZQ6U/s1600/P8130890_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7_eaYfLdzek/Tkx9HeD0dNI/AAAAAAAAC9A/PA8K4XnZQ6U/s320/P8130890_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_vq81mp="148" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We pretty much head to the lake every Saturday after the house chores.&amp;nbsp; Daddy ends up throwing at least one of the kids around, in this case, Ava.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pX6RHXq-hLE/Tkx9LfvC8cI/AAAAAAAAC9E/mWnbaFx-afY/s1600/P8130897_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pX6RHXq-hLE/Tkx9LfvC8cI/AAAAAAAAC9E/mWnbaFx-afY/s320/P8130897_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lyVJNWEHoiM/Tkx9UF9bLPI/AAAAAAAAC9I/-Z9SbXyryOs/s1600/P8130898_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lyVJNWEHoiM/Tkx9UF9bLPI/AAAAAAAAC9I/-Z9SbXyryOs/s320/P8130898_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&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/-mytaENCGocA/Tkx9V0YrSKI/AAAAAAAAC9M/xmSnrUgJcDo/s1600/P8130891_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mytaENCGocA/Tkx9V0YrSKI/AAAAAAAAC9M/xmSnrUgJcDo/s320/P8130891_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_vq81mp="158"&gt;Bless you Crestwood Lake.&amp;nbsp; Bless you.&amp;nbsp; May Labor Day stay far, far away.﻿&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/724349820983859557-3825590717003731308?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/3825590717003731308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=3825590717003731308&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/3825590717003731308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/3825590717003731308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-description.html' title='Summer Description'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--vDXG6zXsws/Tkx9E84rcDI/AAAAAAAAC88/POKUgeJE4GU/s72-c/P8130886_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-6894960368690147792</id><published>2011-08-17T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T19:45:03.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overload of Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_qi3j45="100" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Prepare yourselves.&amp;nbsp; This is going to be serious Kearl overload.&amp;nbsp; Just so you know, I narrowed the favorites down...drastically.&amp;nbsp; We had two photo shoots in Utah, one with our own little family and one with the whole Kearl fam.&amp;nbsp; This first slew of pics were taken by my lovely friend that I played Volleyball with, &lt;a href="http://sunshine5-lolo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lauren Evans&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_qi3j45="143" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yGYPCok08v4/Tkxz1dhzLJI/AAAAAAAAC78/3JsLCX69KQ0/s1600/IMG7742-M.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yGYPCok08v4/Tkxz1dhzLJI/AAAAAAAAC78/3JsLCX69KQ0/s320/IMG7742-M.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a_J3VkJeXVs/Tkx0FF4k7zI/AAAAAAAAC8A/2Afe7iyPLIs/s1600/img_7508.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a_J3VkJeXVs/Tkx0FF4k7zI/AAAAAAAAC8A/2Afe7iyPLIs/s320/img_7508.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ilz3wm="160" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We did the pictures at StarMill Antique shop and it had amazing props for the shoot, like these stop signs.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fS1UJ_3tlUg/Tkx0eVTsp7I/AAAAAAAAC8E/bBgZ5Bwy3as/s1600/img_7559.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fS1UJ_3tlUg/Tkx0eVTsp7I/AAAAAAAAC8E/bBgZ5Bwy3as/s320/img_7559.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/-0kpZuyY3Vd0/Tkx0sxVvElI/AAAAAAAAC8I/eMVlUyqghe8/s1600/img_7561.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0kpZuyY3Vd0/Tkx0sxVvElI/AAAAAAAAC8I/eMVlUyqghe8/s320/img_7561.jpg" width="213" /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4SdvYQQ3XcM/Tkx0_Nshh_I/AAAAAAAAC8M/DQAJCGfNMOs/s1600/img_7631.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4SdvYQQ3XcM/Tkx0_Nshh_I/AAAAAAAAC8M/DQAJCGfNMOs/s320/img_7631.jpg" width="213" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0XLVGF_n1u8/Tkx1MZHXboI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/JKtKFCBgLQ0/s1600/img_7656.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0XLVGF_n1u8/Tkx1MZHXboI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/JKtKFCBgLQ0/s320/img_7656.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmmbJ1DMSOo/Tkx1eaVCVlI/AAAAAAAAC8U/_Dveb7boPNI/s1600/img_7891.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmmbJ1DMSOo/Tkx1eaVCVlI/AAAAAAAAC8U/_Dveb7boPNI/s320/img_7891.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ot8-KzE1RU/Tkx1sd7J1UI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/-_n2Gae2iUw/s1600/img_7946.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ot8-KzE1RU/Tkx1sd7J1UI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/-_n2Gae2iUw/s320/img_7946.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ilz3wm="167" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Isn't this old bike the coolest...love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vQdkrK9Mx5E/Tkx18toyQNI/AAAAAAAAC8c/FNFm0BO6CKM/s1600/img_7959.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vQdkrK9Mx5E/Tkx18toyQNI/AAAAAAAAC8c/FNFm0BO6CKM/s320/img_7959.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ilz3wm="168" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now we are moving on to the Kearl family photo shoot which were done&amp;nbsp;by an old&amp;nbsp;high school friend of mine, &lt;a href="http://hayleyphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hayley Anderson Kase&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Do mind that we are all wearing the same thing except Bennett.&amp;nbsp; It is hard enough to come up with something for all 5 of us one time, not to mention two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_ilz3wm="236" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WfE3ObE3z8g/Tkx2FeEs9_I/AAAAAAAAC8g/67Dyb0p17zA/s1600/img_1256.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WfE3ObE3z8g/Tkx2FeEs9_I/AAAAAAAAC8g/67Dyb0p17zA/s320/img_1256.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/-Obu53pahAdU/Tkx2MCYR5HI/AAAAAAAAC8k/iiM9YXkspoM/s1600/img_1313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Obu53pahAdU/Tkx2MCYR5HI/AAAAAAAAC8k/iiM9YXkspoM/s320/img_1313.jpg" width="213" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l2yQYNLM5TI/Tkx2RtoWhYI/AAAAAAAAC8o/Qn7HU2Zw_Ro/s1600/img_1343.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l2yQYNLM5TI/Tkx2RtoWhYI/AAAAAAAAC8o/Qn7HU2Zw_Ro/s320/img_1343.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ilz3wm="237" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am dying over this picture.&amp;nbsp; His little hands in his pockets is soo cute to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw0n5LAJNOw/Tkx2YHJMu6I/AAAAAAAAC8s/vSFa6MoZcoU/s1600/img_1362.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw0n5LAJNOw/Tkx2YHJMu6I/AAAAAAAAC8s/vSFa6MoZcoU/s320/img_1362.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ilz3wm="238" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;oops, this one's not mine...but I'll take her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2tgVT7HzYrM/Tkx2eBiPKdI/AAAAAAAAC8w/UkuKzhZ99dA/s1600/img_1485.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2tgVT7HzYrM/Tkx2eBiPKdI/AAAAAAAAC8w/UkuKzhZ99dA/s320/img_1485.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ilz3wm="240" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The gang.&amp;nbsp; Dang that is a lot of kids all about the same age...photographers nightmare, but Hayley was soo good with them all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qa1soAfFPDA/Tkx2pq97e5I/AAAAAAAAC80/VvD3uSlq5P0/s1600/img_1771.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qa1soAfFPDA/Tkx2pq97e5I/AAAAAAAAC80/VvD3uSlq5P0/s320/img_1771.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ilz3wm="241" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Grandma K spent sooo much time sewing these darling shorts for all the grandkids and my kids love them.&amp;nbsp; I think this picture is adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y0ZD9za1x1A/Tkx20ZD-0dI/AAAAAAAAC84/qeoz-iuR8OU/s1600/img_1908.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y0ZD9za1x1A/Tkx20ZD-0dI/AAAAAAAAC84/qeoz-iuR8OU/s320/img_1908.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_ilz3wm="244"&gt;What's that you say?&amp;nbsp; You want to see more?&amp;nbsp; Well, if you must... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kearlfamily.smugmug.com/"&gt;http://www.kearlfamily.smugmug.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; ﻿&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/724349820983859557-6894960368690147792?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/6894960368690147792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=6894960368690147792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/6894960368690147792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/6894960368690147792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/08/overload-of-us.html' title='Overload of Us'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yGYPCok08v4/Tkxz1dhzLJI/AAAAAAAAC78/3JsLCX69KQ0/s72-c/IMG7742-M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-2587628997296226395</id><published>2011-07-27T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T14:27:17.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July the Fourth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_s0td2d="127" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We celebrated.&amp;nbsp; Probably one of my favorite pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_s0td2d="127" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gyOitGWDF3I/TjB_k4WeeuI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/kNTm-Wni3WI/s1600/P7020802_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gyOitGWDF3I/TjB_k4WeeuI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/kNTm-Wni3WI/s320/P7020802_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_s0td2d="149" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NLVxNfx5THM/TjB_oy0wMPI/AAAAAAAAC7g/81UJvbMonBg/s1600/P7020809_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NLVxNfx5THM/TjB_oy0wMPI/AAAAAAAAC7g/81UJvbMonBg/s320/P7020809_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" 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/-1EilcUHpI6U/TjB_mv4NYvI/AAAAAAAAC7c/LHeb14ayCKU/s1600/P7020804_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1EilcUHpI6U/TjB_mv4NYvI/AAAAAAAAC7c/LHeb14ayCKU/s320/P7020804_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_s0td2d="158" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Water balloons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nq-wsOSBPIc/TjB_yDbkyYI/AAAAAAAAC7k/STRddK43dSk/s1600/P7020818_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nq-wsOSBPIc/TjB_yDbkyYI/AAAAAAAAC7k/STRddK43dSk/s320/P7020818_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_s0td2d="160" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then we went to the parade the morning of the fourth.&amp;nbsp; Oh, the excitement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MlByNLnIAUU/TjCAPgfBk5I/AAAAAAAAC70/1brlAWR36P4/s1600/P7040865_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MlByNLnIAUU/TjCAPgfBk5I/AAAAAAAAC70/1brlAWR36P4/s320/P7040865_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yIZ72fZhcwo/TjCAOHpYc-I/AAAAAAAAC7w/nZbGKBVBuOA/s1600/P7040863_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yIZ72fZhcwo/TjCAOHpYc-I/AAAAAAAAC7w/nZbGKBVBuOA/s320/P7040863_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" 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/-u2FGDmu2Vw8/TjCALnD0ToI/AAAAAAAAC7s/ljTPKO2L2O8/s1600/P7040861_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u2FGDmu2Vw8/TjCALnD0ToI/AAAAAAAAC7s/ljTPKO2L2O8/s320/P7040861_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_s0td2d="162" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fireworks at night.&amp;nbsp; It was fun that the big fireworks were legal in Utah.&amp;nbsp; We let off the BRUNO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--L3Kh1_2MD4/TjB_0f2KiOI/AAAAAAAAC7o/_gjEnp4idFY/s1600/P7020824_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--L3Kh1_2MD4/TjB_0f2KiOI/AAAAAAAAC7o/_gjEnp4idFY/s320/P7020824_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" 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/-IVZp4SmTiLk/TjCARRvslqI/AAAAAAAAC74/kPnG3bhqDhw/s1600/P7040871_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVZp4SmTiLk/TjCARRvslqI/AAAAAAAAC74/kPnG3bhqDhw/s320/P7040871_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_s0td2d="165"&gt;﻿Happy Fourth.&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/724349820983859557-2587628997296226395?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/2587628997296226395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=2587628997296226395&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2587628997296226395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2587628997296226395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-fourth.html' title='July the Fourth'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gyOitGWDF3I/TjB_k4WeeuI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/kNTm-Wni3WI/s72-c/P7020802_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-5671127801273314243</id><published>2011-07-27T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T14:12:04.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Lake 2011</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;While we were in Utah the Kearl's decided to all party at Bear Lake for a few days.&amp;nbsp; All the cousins were together.&amp;nbsp; All the parents were making their kids do all the things they did as children at the cabin.&amp;nbsp; For example: throwing the extra pancakes off the deck of the cabin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aDzF9Dd3TRo/TjB4q0u0J0I/AAAAAAAAC6I/iBSIg2BfVQc/s1600/P6300664_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aDzF9Dd3TRo/TjB4q0u0J0I/AAAAAAAAC6I/iBSIg2BfVQc/s320/P6300664_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_18z8lu="167" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Going on the Hike and sitting on the bent tree.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXuszJGDYrw/TjB4tXxyL3I/AAAAAAAAC6M/nwYFDWampqQ/s1600/P6300667_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXuszJGDYrw/TjB4tXxyL3I/AAAAAAAAC6M/nwYFDWampqQ/s320/P6300667_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_18z8lu="174" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This year there were flowers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9UtJis8G5d8/TjB4up7at8I/AAAAAAAAC6Q/HRYXM7iLRHQ/s1600/P6300672_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9UtJis8G5d8/TjB4up7at8I/AAAAAAAAC6Q/HRYXM7iLRHQ/s320/P6300672_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_18z8lu="176" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BShrQ8l4gkw/TjB41pTwVLI/AAAAAAAAC6U/Dd1nith3jBI/s1600/P6300673_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BShrQ8l4gkw/TjB41pTwVLI/AAAAAAAAC6U/Dd1nith3jBI/s320/P6300673_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_18z8lu="177" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here are all the cousins, minus the 2 babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6WGS4Jf_2-Q/TjB45BcQ_XI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/HLfaJH8Fzi8/s1600/P6300681_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6WGS4Jf_2-Q/TjB45BcQ_XI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/HLfaJH8Fzi8/s320/P6300681_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_18z8lu="178" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ava and her only mobile girl cousin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_bpv7IrlE3M/TjB4_6i_lwI/AAAAAAAAC6c/lIU2OWcmt8c/s1600/P6300679_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_bpv7IrlE3M/TjB4_6i_lwI/AAAAAAAAC6c/lIU2OWcmt8c/s320/P6300679_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_18z8lu="179" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2XMdFNshtao/TjB5DMV-AHI/AAAAAAAAC6g/aE0-zPnGV9k/s1600/P6300691_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2XMdFNshtao/TjB5DMV-AHI/AAAAAAAAC6g/aE0-zPnGV9k/s320/P6300691_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" 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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ql-1-YS5-9A/TjB5E7nS69I/AAAAAAAAC6k/RIIeD-vocQ0/s1600/P6300694_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ql-1-YS5-9A/TjB5E7nS69I/AAAAAAAAC6k/RIIeD-vocQ0/s320/P6300694_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_18z8lu="180" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ava got buried in the Vball court, folowed by her cousin telling her that this was how pirates killed people, burying them in the sand and letting the tide come in...lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t0adwl1daQ4/TjB5aRa-VNI/AAAAAAAAC6o/c7-3SNICbyA/s1600/P6300698_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t0adwl1daQ4/TjB5aRa-VNI/AAAAAAAAC6o/c7-3SNICbyA/s320/P6300698_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_18z8lu="189" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Grandma created a cute craft for the kids and they loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iAxJgfL3jQ8/TjB5dvnP3nI/AAAAAAAAC6s/fzBjNTqypmQ/s1600/P7010702_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iAxJgfL3jQ8/TjB5dvnP3nI/AAAAAAAAC6s/fzBjNTqypmQ/s320/P7010702_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_18z8lu="190" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then we went to the lake.&amp;nbsp; Joce and Lisa brought a paddle board.&amp;nbsp; I'm addicted.&amp;nbsp; They are really fun.&amp;nbsp; I wish I had one to use on our lake for a little workout ever morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qPErDsKgWWU/TjB50pizo3I/AAAAAAAAC6w/KVNySrvhN4M/s1600/P7010709_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qPErDsKgWWU/TjB50pizo3I/AAAAAAAAC6w/KVNySrvhN4M/s320/P7010709_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_18z8lu="191" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Remember Kate and Bennett last time they were together?&amp;nbsp; It involved a lot of teeth and fingernails.&amp;nbsp; Well, their relationship has come full circle.&amp;nbsp; Kate's teeth and nails may have been sharpened for the occasion, but they were never used on Bennett.&amp;nbsp; They were friends the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sdsws8cnSCk/TjB52XIHkrI/AAAAAAAAC60/GLWnL856FLQ/s1600/P7010710_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sdsws8cnSCk/TjB52XIHkrI/AAAAAAAAC60/GLWnL856FLQ/s320/P7010710_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_18z8lu="192" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here they are mid convo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d7MaaOWCZfM/TjB6GTjIoVI/AAAAAAAAC64/1LcbqzEq7nY/s1600/P7010714_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d7MaaOWCZfM/TjB6GTjIoVI/AAAAAAAAC64/1LcbqzEq7nY/s320/P7010714_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_18z8lu="193" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;paddle boarding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UD8LAyfUiD4/TjB6dtOodDI/AAAAAAAAC68/llxADg-R52Q/s1600/P7010724_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UD8LAyfUiD4/TjB6dtOodDI/AAAAAAAAC68/llxADg-R52Q/s320/P7010724_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_18z8lu="195" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The lake was a little chilly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QWMJs5IPvv8/TjB6gc4MNuI/AAAAAAAAC7A/ryg6PTPDrGA/s1600/P7010741_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QWMJs5IPvv8/TjB6gc4MNuI/AAAAAAAAC7A/ryg6PTPDrGA/s320/P7010741_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_18z8lu="196" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Grandma Kearl looking great and dry doing her grandma duties with the new babe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2L60Fj6LsFo/TjB6jslkbsI/AAAAAAAAC7E/xK7OsUzu23I/s1600/P7010735_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2L60Fj6LsFo/TjB6jslkbsI/AAAAAAAAC7E/xK7OsUzu23I/s320/P7010735_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_18z8lu="198" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Candace made these cute towels for everyone.&amp;nbsp; I love them!&amp;nbsp; We take them to our lake everyday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AycdLsoolXA/TjB61eXgpkI/AAAAAAAAC7I/63bK224_7JQ/s1600/P7010751_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AycdLsoolXA/TjB61eXgpkI/AAAAAAAAC7I/63bK224_7JQ/s320/P7010751_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="240" /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ozZmrVLiDF0/TjB625MvL2I/AAAAAAAAC7M/wH0ricS4XMw/s1600/P7010770_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ozZmrVLiDF0/TjB625MvL2I/AAAAAAAAC7M/wH0ricS4XMw/s320/P7010770_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_18z8lu="199" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;B man likes the paddle board too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bJIa53FmukA/TjB7OgncZEI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/xJLinnjNHTw/s1600/P7010785_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bJIa53FmukA/TjB7OgncZEI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/xJLinnjNHTw/s320/P7010785_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_18z8lu="201" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kate, squeezed in between Jon and Sara for her first ride on a Seadoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bh_YpQ3N7bs/TjB7V2c9W6I/AAAAAAAAC7U/krt9l4yW8jE/s1600/P7010792_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bh_YpQ3N7bs/TjB7V2c9W6I/AAAAAAAAC7U/krt9l4yW8jE/s320/P7010792_edited-1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_18z8lu="202"&gt;See what I mean.&amp;nbsp; Lovely.﻿&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/724349820983859557-5671127801273314243?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/5671127801273314243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=5671127801273314243&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/5671127801273314243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/5671127801273314243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/07/bear-lake-2011.html' title='Bear Lake 2011'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aDzF9Dd3TRo/TjB4q0u0J0I/AAAAAAAAC6I/iBSIg2BfVQc/s72-c/P6300664_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-5610482362963348274</id><published>2011-07-19T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T08:38:30.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Utah Festivities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So we went to Utah for a month.&amp;nbsp; It was SO nice.&amp;nbsp; I often get worn out when we go there for too long, but not this time.&amp;nbsp; It was wonderful.&amp;nbsp; Here are a few of the random things we filled our time with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ava and some girl cousins loved to dig into the box of old formal dresses.&amp;nbsp; When you have a former Beauty queen sister this box contains some real gems!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FvKegWt0KPw/TiWigcTaJ3I/AAAAAAAAC5I/jOzZSWx5868/s1600/P7030829_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FvKegWt0KPw/TiWigcTaJ3I/AAAAAAAAC5I/jOzZSWx5868/s320/P7030829_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I got to do some good cuddles with my new niece, Hannah Louise (or Hannah Wa-lise as her sister calls her).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xkv5tSYaV-8/TiWiksda-LI/AAAAAAAAC5M/OQkiupaNncc/s1600/P7030854_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xkv5tSYaV-8/TiWiksda-LI/AAAAAAAAC5M/OQkiupaNncc/s320/P7030854_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UatA_39k03Q/TiWimwZlmDI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/Q7tXlzmtmC8/s1600/P7030858_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UatA_39k03Q/TiWimwZlmDI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/Q7tXlzmtmC8/s320/P7030858_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My BIL Clark is in the American Fork Symphony (I believe that is the name) and they did a concert at the AF amphitheater.&amp;nbsp; It was good times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QT4bD03u7OU/TiWhXf-mJgI/AAAAAAAAC4s/-1GqN7BtCgM/s1600/P6200613_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QT4bD03u7OU/TiWhXf-mJgI/AAAAAAAAC4s/-1GqN7BtCgM/s320/P6200613_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ava attended a neighborhood princess camp.&amp;nbsp; She loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x76290_zSz8/TiWha-BeuuI/AAAAAAAAC4w/rEGp8kknIQU/s1600/P6220618_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x76290_zSz8/TiWha-BeuuI/AAAAAAAAC4w/rEGp8kknIQU/s320/P6220618_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We spent our fair share of days at the Lindon pool.&amp;nbsp; That pool is awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aDdER1PZN8Q/TiWhdDJpelI/AAAAAAAAC40/zegQXoHWIFs/s1600/P6220621_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aDdER1PZN8Q/TiWhdDJpelI/AAAAAAAAC40/zegQXoHWIFs/s320/P6220621_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After the pool we we usually come home to make some sort of treat with grandma.&amp;nbsp; My kids loved helping her...especially licking the spoon of frosting or batter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lpk5eNf68P4/TiWhgb1YHPI/AAAAAAAAC44/jIE4A0PeueI/s1600/P6220624_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lpk5eNf68P4/TiWhgb1YHPI/AAAAAAAAC44/jIE4A0PeueI/s320/P6220624_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ty didn't come until 2 weeks after us.&amp;nbsp; The night he came home Christian was really excited and kept sneaking out of bed.&amp;nbsp; I finally found him asleep in the front room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i_h3HBkOxlA/TiWhkYIY7kI/AAAAAAAAC48/kaarakyaBrM/s1600/P6230626_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i_h3HBkOxlA/TiWhkYIY7kI/AAAAAAAAC48/kaarakyaBrM/s320/P6230626_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Arts Festival is always fun for my kids.&amp;nbsp; Here they are with cousins in front of auntie Joce's car that had a sweater knitted onto it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LqTfAb92m3E/TiWhlqJcDOI/AAAAAAAAC5A/imGDhoJvcI0/s1600/P6250628_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LqTfAb92m3E/TiWhlqJcDOI/AAAAAAAAC5A/imGDhoJvcI0/s320/P6250628_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then they got to make all sorts of crafts and try all sorts of instruments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9gb00mw6jFs/TiWhmqp91SI/AAAAAAAAC5E/x1b5Faw1C7k/s1600/P6250629_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9gb00mw6jFs/TiWhmqp91SI/AAAAAAAAC5E/x1b5Faw1C7k/s320/P6250629_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;good times.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-5610482362963348274?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/5610482362963348274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=5610482362963348274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/5610482362963348274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/5610482362963348274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/07/random-utah-festivities.html' title='Random Utah Festivities'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FvKegWt0KPw/TiWigcTaJ3I/AAAAAAAAC5I/jOzZSWx5868/s72-c/P7030829_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-9038906685704257247</id><published>2011-05-25T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T18:04:13.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen-before and after</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-00_gWIjDNYQ/Td2hljZnxOI/AAAAAAAAC4I/uFTYicwwU_k/s1600/kitchen2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-00_gWIjDNYQ/Td2hljZnxOI/AAAAAAAAC4I/uFTYicwwU_k/s320/kitchen2.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zN6OGWXBSU4/Td2hdOb1wJI/AAAAAAAAC4E/IjYm_ffN3tk/s1600/kitchen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zN6OGWXBSU4/Td2hdOb1wJI/AAAAAAAAC4E/IjYm_ffN3tk/s320/kitchen.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So this (above) is what my kitchen looked like when we bought the house.&amp;nbsp; It had some good qualities, but not my style at all.&amp;nbsp; We new it would be easy to work with, especially once we got that wall paper down.&amp;nbsp; It. was. BAD.&amp;nbsp; So when we first moved in we took it down and painted, in fact that was one of the first things we did.&amp;nbsp; Then it was until last month that we decided to finish it up.&amp;nbsp; Tyler nearly single handedly remodeled the kitchen.&amp;nbsp; He ripped up the floor (which was an ugly orangy-brown color)&amp;nbsp;and retiled.&amp;nbsp; Then he ripped out the backsplash and re-did it as well.&amp;nbsp; As for me, I picked out the tile, backsplash, and appliances and decorated :)&amp;nbsp; So here are the afters.&amp;nbsp; I were I were better with photography so you could really see how good it looks, but use your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YTr07axZQ8U/Td2hqhEM01I/AAAAAAAAC4M/eEtwoBwnsx8/s1600/p5200557_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YTr07axZQ8U/Td2hqhEM01I/AAAAAAAAC4M/eEtwoBwnsx8/s640/p5200557_edited-1.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love the backsplash, it turned out beautiful.&amp;nbsp; Tyler also put in recessed lighting under the cabinets which looks awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6tTMAL4mJJI/Td2hs3tc84I/AAAAAAAAC4Q/0QxKBr8YPW0/s1600/p5200556_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6tTMAL4mJJI/Td2hs3tc84I/AAAAAAAAC4Q/0QxKBr8YPW0/s640/p5200556_edited-1.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&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/-GmG0b1RmMGs/Td2hvawjYaI/AAAAAAAAC4U/o7syQ5XVHXc/s1600/p5200558_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GmG0b1RmMGs/Td2hvawjYaI/AAAAAAAAC4U/o7syQ5XVHXc/s400/p5200558_edited-1.jpg" t8="true" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We haven't switched to the stainless fridge yet, mostly because it will cause a huge headache.&amp;nbsp; They don't really make refridgerators to fit in the current space we have.&amp;nbsp; They are all too tall, so we would have to take out the cabinet above the fridge...pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JufmxWB1rXs/Td2hxg738iI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/SzTxdvPTZwM/s1600/p5200559_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JufmxWB1rXs/Td2hxg738iI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/SzTxdvPTZwM/s640/p5200559_edited-1.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Below you can kind of see some of the layout of the house.&amp;nbsp; The door on the left goes to the basement, the door on the right goes to the family/living room/main entry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jjw5qN6PW74/Td2h0gFvcCI/AAAAAAAAC4c/oqW_C4cT0AQ/s1600/p5200560_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jjw5qN6PW74/Td2h0gFvcCI/AAAAAAAAC4c/oqW_C4cT0AQ/s640/p5200560_edited-1.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then the door on the right in the pic below goes to the dining room (which then opens up to the family/living room).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WGpF6I5wJaY/Td2h17fij6I/AAAAAAAAC4g/0me5kB_HVO4/s1600/p5200562_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WGpF6I5wJaY/Td2h17fij6I/AAAAAAAAC4g/0me5kB_HVO4/s640/p5200562_edited-1.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, here's to an awesome husnband that gave me an awesome kitchen!﻿&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/724349820983859557-9038906685704257247?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/9038906685704257247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=9038906685704257247&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/9038906685704257247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/9038906685704257247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/05/kitchen-before-and-after.html' title='Kitchen-before and after'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-00_gWIjDNYQ/Td2hljZnxOI/AAAAAAAAC4I/uFTYicwwU_k/s72-c/kitchen2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-2967453945935135326</id><published>2011-05-17T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T19:09:56.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate visits...and Sara too!</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;Oh how we loved having them here.&amp;nbsp; My kids totally bombarded Kate, all day, everyday.&amp;nbsp; She took it pretty well.&amp;nbsp; And then she released all her frustration on Bennett.&amp;nbsp; Lucky for her, we have taught him very well how to treat a lady, particularly a younger one.&amp;nbsp; We will show only the good times in pictures :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Looking out the window from Ava's bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26IpGeWMZe0/TdMmyE2ujRI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/pTcWvYhlD6k/s1600/DSC04382.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26IpGeWMZe0/TdMmyE2ujRI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/pTcWvYhlD6k/s320/DSC04382.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Taking turns pushing each other down the ramp on the driveway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ti7msf5hkws/TdMmzMtRIQI/AAAAAAAAC3c/QCqtrxv1Lng/s1600/DSC04390.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ti7msf5hkws/TdMmzMtRIQI/AAAAAAAAC3c/QCqtrxv1Lng/s320/DSC04390.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We went to a little zoo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--vKfHccbWHE/TdMmz5dLKvI/AAAAAAAAC3g/WihIxaz3QGY/s1600/DSC04407.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--vKfHccbWHE/TdMmz5dLKvI/AAAAAAAAC3g/WihIxaz3QGY/s320/DSC04407.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and a little play place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WXji5Z0eZbs/TdMm0cYGqQI/AAAAAAAAC3k/4EbyUpeGVFs/s1600/DSC04397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WXji5Z0eZbs/TdMm0cYGqQI/AAAAAAAAC3k/4EbyUpeGVFs/s320/DSC04397.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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ava LOVED Kate, and I think Kate rather like Ava too.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure what Ava liked more, Kate or the fact that Kate liked her :)&amp;nbsp; Either way, it worked.&amp;nbsp; They are each other's only girl counsins on the Kearl side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AAC6Kfu0xA/TdMm2GYhB3I/AAAAAAAAC3s/lQ7u0V7x3YE/s1600/DSC04386.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AAC6Kfu0xA/TdMm2GYhB3I/AAAAAAAAC3s/lQ7u0V7x3YE/s320/DSC04386.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Christian was a pretty good older brother to Kate too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_hqlMGVLVeQ/TdMm3K63AtI/AAAAAAAAC3w/7hfR0Vclkf0/s1600/DSC04410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_hqlMGVLVeQ/TdMm3K63AtI/AAAAAAAAC3w/7hfR0Vclkf0/s320/DSC04410.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TBR2d3ydQn0/TdMm4cpH42I/AAAAAAAAC30/a7zVQ423hvk/s1600/DSC04414.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TBR2d3ydQn0/TdMm4cpH42I/AAAAAAAAC30/a7zVQ423hvk/s320/DSC04414.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We went to a petting zoo, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hKt06SvlyNs/TdMm5kqBh4I/AAAAAAAAC34/eda2TF3CdyI/s1600/IMG_20110503_104938.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hKt06SvlyNs/TdMm5kqBh4I/AAAAAAAAC34/eda2TF3CdyI/s320/IMG_20110503_104938.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just to make you all jealous of how awesome our neighborhood is, an older&amp;nbsp;neighbor across the street came home from work one day and stopped in front of our house.&amp;nbsp; He hopped out of his car, opened his trunk and pulled out these little bubble shooters for our kids.&amp;nbsp; He had seen some kids with them and thought our kids would love them, so he went and bought them some.&amp;nbsp; This, my friends, is NOT an uncommon occurrance.&amp;nbsp; Mr. Pete, across the street takes them for ice cream and buys them Christmas presents to give while inviting us all over for Charlie Brown.&amp;nbsp; We really live in an amazing neighborhood.&amp;nbsp; (sorry for the side tangent).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LTTbLLNgCu8/TdMm6pItxwI/AAAAAAAAC38/NsLSr-vWxrc/s1600/IMG_20110507_113223.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LTTbLLNgCu8/TdMm6pItxwI/AAAAAAAAC38/NsLSr-vWxrc/s320/IMG_20110507_113223.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kate was perfectly happy playing in our backyard all week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-161RwGcL39A/TdMm7l1r8vI/AAAAAAAAC4A/BgdfXt5Tr6E/s1600/IMG_20110507_123929.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-161RwGcL39A/TdMm7l1r8vI/AAAAAAAAC4A/BgdfXt5Tr6E/s320/IMG_20110507_123929.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It really was so fun to have them here.&amp;nbsp; Sara and I just chatted while the kids played.&amp;nbsp; We had a glimpse of what it would be like if we lived close to each other.&amp;nbsp; Ahhh, maybe someday.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ps. i stole every picture from this post off of sara's blog.&amp;nbsp; :)﻿&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/724349820983859557-2967453945935135326?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/2967453945935135326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=2967453945935135326&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2967453945935135326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2967453945935135326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/05/kate-visitsand-sara-too.html' title='Kate visits...and Sara too!'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26IpGeWMZe0/TdMmyE2ujRI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/pTcWvYhlD6k/s72-c/DSC04382.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-1993143024044852701</id><published>2011-05-17T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T18:49:57.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Niagara Falls</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;We went to the Canadian side of the falls and stay at the Great Wolf Lodge.&amp;nbsp; After two days of seeing church sites it was a good energy release to have a day at their indoor water park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wTH20NY6e50/TdMfMpPViXI/AAAAAAAAC1w/s6l8HovVu0Y/s1600/P4260435_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wTH20NY6e50/TdMfMpPViXI/AAAAAAAAC1w/s6l8HovVu0Y/s320/P4260435_edited-1.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90lWAfeJET4/TdMfODiFOpI/AAAAAAAAC10/Eiz-2hpCTa8/s1600/P4260438_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90lWAfeJET4/TdMfODiFOpI/AAAAAAAAC10/Eiz-2hpCTa8/s320/P4260438_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The we headed to the falls.&amp;nbsp; Good thing we all had passports, I think the US side would have been lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here is an overload of pictures for you, or rather for me, but feel free to browse or skip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hORx6ZBJlIA/TdMfeft8VjI/AAAAAAAAC14/iQvVjlRwyDg/s1600/P4260440_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hORx6ZBJlIA/TdMfeft8VjI/AAAAAAAAC14/iQvVjlRwyDg/s320/P4260440_edited-1.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BrhxPgQfB4c/TdMff11dijI/AAAAAAAAC18/CDmF74hFnhU/s1600/P4260441_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BrhxPgQfB4c/TdMff11dijI/AAAAAAAAC18/CDmF74hFnhU/s320/P4260441_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They don't look that big in the picture below, but that is only half of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--AAx7tpMfMc/TdMfigGTQsI/AAAAAAAAC2A/SHBrt0G_Cx4/s1600/P4260443_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--AAx7tpMfMc/TdMfigGTQsI/AAAAAAAAC2A/SHBrt0G_Cx4/s320/P4260443_edited-1.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2Uu-jfir5g/TdMfk3ETmDI/AAAAAAAAC2E/pPVKNAPyWi8/s1600/P4260446_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2Uu-jfir5g/TdMfk3ETmDI/AAAAAAAAC2E/pPVKNAPyWi8/s320/P4260446_edited-1.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Voy8AnaWQsc/TdMfsaVGcxI/AAAAAAAAC2I/zGO5Q4pGaSY/s1600/P4260451_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Voy8AnaWQsc/TdMfsaVGcxI/AAAAAAAAC2I/zGO5Q4pGaSY/s320/P4260451_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cutest picture ever of my boy in his dad's hat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4knxD57PSl0/TdMfzbxGEjI/AAAAAAAAC2M/UzumvWeg1Bc/s1600/P4260453_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4knxD57PSl0/TdMfzbxGEjI/AAAAAAAAC2M/UzumvWeg1Bc/s320/P4260453_edited-1.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/-_YSZ0mGstV8/TdMf19LV4rI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/Mau4hne5-_I/s1600/P4260455_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_YSZ0mGstV8/TdMf19LV4rI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/Mau4hne5-_I/s320/P4260455_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was rainy all morning, but the kids were loving be able to use their new umbrellas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5YC_oOtPAR0/TdMgWYOFa8I/AAAAAAAAC2U/gfrCqzcCBNk/s1600/P4260459_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5YC_oOtPAR0/TdMgWYOFa8I/AAAAAAAAC2U/gfrCqzcCBNk/s320/P4260459_edited-1.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lyEP9zv6fb0/TdMgZQbgA0I/AAAAAAAAC2Y/p3PoP8kocuM/s1600/P4260462_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lyEP9zv6fb0/TdMgZQbgA0I/AAAAAAAAC2Y/p3PoP8kocuM/s320/P4260462_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-ud2NqWBHY/TdMgd8PvpeI/AAAAAAAAC2c/dy2bhNuXMPE/s1600/P4260467_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-ud2NqWBHY/TdMgd8PvpeI/AAAAAAAAC2c/dy2bhNuXMPE/s320/P4260467_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is where you go behind the falls.&amp;nbsp; It's amazing how loud it was.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZCXww9glak/TdMgh-uQjSI/AAAAAAAAC2g/_K-rIy51OaA/s1600/P4260471_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZCXww9glak/TdMgh-uQjSI/AAAAAAAAC2g/_K-rIy51OaA/s320/P4260471_edited-1.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ayTEQd8pYsI/TdMg4J7-JrI/AAAAAAAAC2k/PnjK-tH4-PQ/s1600/P4260472_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ayTEQd8pYsI/TdMg4J7-JrI/AAAAAAAAC2k/PnjK-tH4-PQ/s320/P4260472_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&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/-dMF9Ckr4oPQ/TdMg7KGI7vI/AAAAAAAAC2o/Oul4fE_10sY/s1600/P4260477_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dMF9Ckr4oPQ/TdMg7KGI7vI/AAAAAAAAC2o/Oul4fE_10sY/s320/P4260477_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is the other half of the falls, from the top of them.&amp;nbsp; It is crazy to read the story of people who went over the falls.&amp;nbsp; One kid went over the falls with nothing but a life vest (not intentional)&amp;nbsp;and survived.&amp;nbsp; Amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jV-brqrrt7k/TdMg-Gopp6I/AAAAAAAAC2s/eXUwm8Bdtc0/s1600/P4260481_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jV-brqrrt7k/TdMg-Gopp6I/AAAAAAAAC2s/eXUwm8Bdtc0/s320/P4260481_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;By about lunch time the sun came out.&amp;nbsp; It was Eater miracle number 25...seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aGMgUvwdhJo/TdMhF7YpYHI/AAAAAAAAC2w/oR3v7N4mCQA/s1600/P4260487_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aGMgUvwdhJo/TdMhF7YpYHI/AAAAAAAAC2w/oR3v7N4mCQA/s320/P4260487_edited-1.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/-H1NhxlkDF74/TdMhH0JZLbI/AAAAAAAAC20/fotQMU92djQ/s1600/P4260488_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H1NhxlkDF74/TdMhH0JZLbI/AAAAAAAAC20/fotQMU92djQ/s320/P4260488_edited-1.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-adsiCtzKpiQ/TdMhbbiZwEI/AAAAAAAAC24/0ugyShYFR9Y/s1600/P4260496_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-adsiCtzKpiQ/TdMhbbiZwEI/AAAAAAAAC24/0ugyShYFR9Y/s320/P4260496_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We had to make a quick stop while Bennett a couple of business calls...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vVFRQ_zKqRs/TdMiDSV7UTI/AAAAAAAAC28/FpBG2fJKQfM/s1600/P4260510_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vVFRQ_zKqRs/TdMiDSV7UTI/AAAAAAAAC28/FpBG2fJKQfM/s320/P4260510_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and grabbed a coke.&amp;nbsp; He is high maintenance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-35ZaM2a8yC8/TdMiFENUdyI/AAAAAAAAC3A/SHK1kL-ArRY/s1600/P4260511_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-35ZaM2a8yC8/TdMiFENUdyI/AAAAAAAAC3A/SHK1kL-ArRY/s320/P4260511_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&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/-3XH87qHKHaM/TdMiIg_kXkI/AAAAAAAAC3E/oBlzUzJlDGQ/s1600/P4260513_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3XH87qHKHaM/TdMiIg_kXkI/AAAAAAAAC3E/oBlzUzJlDGQ/s320/P4260513_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&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/-k-WfzlRJnhY/TdMiJh9daOI/AAAAAAAAC3I/nvAlzYYIImE/s1600/P4260514_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k-WfzlRJnhY/TdMiJh9daOI/AAAAAAAAC3I/nvAlzYYIImE/s320/P4260514_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Christian loves my dad.&amp;nbsp; He would be his shadow all the time if he could.&amp;nbsp; If my dad is ever running an errand, doesn't matter where, Christian wants to go.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1xGbeog78HY/TdMiNHJd4qI/AAAAAAAAC3M/TXzEJ5RBZlc/s1600/P4260515_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1xGbeog78HY/TdMiNHJd4qI/AAAAAAAAC3M/TXzEJ5RBZlc/s320/P4260515_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FUTEO4igIbc/TdMiV0QI3UI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/8iEBeNdwhpU/s1600/P4260520_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FUTEO4igIbc/TdMiV0QI3UI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/8iEBeNdwhpU/s320/P4260520_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ava might like him a little too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kw3FKh7n76s/TdMifbY4DfI/AAAAAAAAC3U/75tdmnpt6Lg/s1600/P4260530_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kw3FKh7n76s/TdMifbY4DfI/AAAAAAAAC3U/75tdmnpt6Lg/s320/P4260530_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿I think those are the only pics I have from the month my parents were here.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was so nice having them, as always.&amp;nbsp; Even more fun actually getting out and seeing things this time.&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/724349820983859557-1993143024044852701?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/1993143024044852701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=1993143024044852701&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1993143024044852701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1993143024044852701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/05/niagara-falls.html' title='Niagara Falls'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wTH20NY6e50/TdMfMpPViXI/AAAAAAAAC1w/s6l8HovVu0Y/s72-c/P4260435_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-2185429249563178539</id><published>2011-05-17T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T18:20:32.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hill Camorah- Easter Day</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;Easter day we went to church then did the Hill Cumorah with a little Easter activity.&amp;nbsp; While we were at the visitor center we watched the Restoration video.&amp;nbsp; After watching it, I realized that we had it at home.&amp;nbsp; It is seriously one of Ava's favorite shows to watch.&amp;nbsp; It's always a toss up, that or Tangled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bennett, his usual filthy mess, at the top of the hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j1eQnfZ0B-c/TdMdvVRzkUI/AAAAAAAAC1g/0QdsDBJ0sjs/s1600/P4240419_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j1eQnfZ0B-c/TdMdvVRzkUI/AAAAAAAAC1g/0QdsDBJ0sjs/s320/P4240419_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-So4c6CtnAAY/TdMdxJacDZI/AAAAAAAAC1k/uxzdezObJ-o/s1600/P4240424_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-So4c6CtnAAY/TdMdxJacDZI/AAAAAAAAC1k/uxzdezObJ-o/s320/P4240424_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&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/-kw4LGSqFTMI/TdMdyystAFI/AAAAAAAAC1o/_zWx2llwUoI/s1600/P4240426_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kw4LGSqFTMI/TdMdyystAFI/AAAAAAAAC1o/_zWx2llwUoI/s320/P4240426_edited-1.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M2oTuD6_m9Y/TdMd1LfdHuI/AAAAAAAAC1s/RmFPvZotcIM/s1600/P4240427_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M2oTuD6_m9Y/TdMd1LfdHuI/AAAAAAAAC1s/RmFPvZotcIM/s320/P4240427_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another cool place and another cool reason to come visit us! :)﻿&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/724349820983859557-2185429249563178539?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/2185429249563178539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=2185429249563178539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2185429249563178539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2185429249563178539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/05/hill-camorah-easter-day.html' title='Hill Camorah- Easter Day'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j1eQnfZ0B-c/TdMdvVRzkUI/AAAAAAAAC1g/0QdsDBJ0sjs/s72-c/P4240419_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-8961418790813388823</id><published>2011-05-17T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T18:13:11.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bennett and the Sacred Grove</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;Okay so this post might seem&amp;nbsp;a little Bennett-indulgent, so sorry.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bennet has personality bubbling out his ears.&amp;nbsp; So while we were at the Sacred Grove I wanted my parents to have a, well, Sacred experience.&amp;nbsp; So I stayed outside with Bennett while they all went into one of the houses.&amp;nbsp; So I pulled out my camera and this is what he gave me.&amp;nbsp; None was prompted.&amp;nbsp; It was like he went through every emotion in a 2 minute period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ae__JzrgCNE/TdMauw6sOtI/AAAAAAAAC04/gTq_GCFVZo0/s1600/P4230370_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ae__JzrgCNE/TdMauw6sOtI/AAAAAAAAC04/gTq_GCFVZo0/s320/P4230370_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N5Eq990amI0/TdMa0tT2vMI/AAAAAAAAC1A/2PA6-Bm2PII/s1600/P4230374_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N5Eq990amI0/TdMa0tT2vMI/AAAAAAAAC1A/2PA6-Bm2PII/s320/P4230374_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sneaky, then perhaps "don't snap that picture at me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JRD12ns65mE/TdMa4Grdd6I/AAAAAAAAC1I/FbJ5Mr2eImY/s1600/P4230377_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JRD12ns65mE/TdMa4Grdd6I/AAAAAAAAC1I/FbJ5Mr2eImY/s320/P4230377_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nh9B7AoISs4/TdMax2gragI/AAAAAAAAC08/VOzUhMxzjKs/s1600/P4230372_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nh9B7AoISs4/TdMax2gragI/AAAAAAAAC08/VOzUhMxzjKs/s320/P4230372_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Calm (or taking care of business??) and silly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3JvNE2Ats-A/TdMa7my-EnI/AAAAAAAAC1M/OfcRldBJ7jQ/s1600/P4230379_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3JvNE2Ats-A/TdMa7my-EnI/AAAAAAAAC1M/OfcRldBJ7jQ/s320/P4230379_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AmWcpBY01eA/TdMa9AWIWjI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/yYyi8A-agzw/s1600/P4230380_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AmWcpBY01eA/TdMa9AWIWjI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/yYyi8A-agzw/s320/P4230380_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Clearly cracking himself up, because I wasn't sharing any jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o2N68wRU4k4/TdMbCmbqUGI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/QGI1rVFz_B0/s1600/P4230383_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o2N68wRU4k4/TdMbCmbqUGI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/QGI1rVFz_B0/s320/P4230383_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbV0wF1JxK0/TdMa_BiJ8PI/AAAAAAAAC1U/7XkKz-K1f0s/s1600/P4230381_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbV0wF1JxK0/TdMa_BiJ8PI/AAAAAAAAC1U/7XkKz-K1f0s/s320/P4230381_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Okay, I'm totally bored.&amp;nbsp; When are they coming out?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JzwLS5Utv7g/TdMa2ePTyaI/AAAAAAAAC1E/vF-brQsEgQ8/s1600/P4230375_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JzwLS5Utv7g/TdMa2ePTyaI/AAAAAAAAC1E/vF-brQsEgQ8/s320/P4230375_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v8qEKiJ7rlc/TdMbH2jbLAI/AAAAAAAAC1c/je8P2_LW-6I/s1600/P4230386_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v8qEKiJ7rlc/TdMbH2jbLAI/AAAAAAAAC1c/je8P2_LW-6I/s320/P4230386_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Hmmm, not coming?&amp;nbsp; I'll sit down and laugh at myself some more."﻿&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/724349820983859557-8961418790813388823?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/8961418790813388823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=8961418790813388823&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8961418790813388823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8961418790813388823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/05/bennett-and-sacred-grove.html' title='Bennett and the Sacred Grove'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ae__JzrgCNE/TdMauw6sOtI/AAAAAAAAC04/gTq_GCFVZo0/s72-c/P4230370_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-8748833952323132360</id><published>2011-05-17T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T18:01:36.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter and the Sacred Grove</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;My parents cam into town right before Easter.&amp;nbsp; We woke up the Saturday morning before Easter and the Easter Bunny had come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YurDK-0siUY/TdMUW6iPYyI/AAAAAAAACz0/Za1tI9SiKDY/s1600/P4220336_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YurDK-0siUY/TdMUW6iPYyI/AAAAAAAACz0/Za1tI9SiKDY/s320/P4220336_edited-1.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/-MPpIz4Tj_fQ/TdMUaOWD2QI/AAAAAAAACz4/b43BChbRwOg/s1600/P4230337_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPpIz4Tj_fQ/TdMUaOWD2QI/AAAAAAAACz4/b43BChbRwOg/s320/P4230337_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Candy, swim suits and rain boots...perfect combination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9QPkn_Df-Lw/TdMUs6NyCII/AAAAAAAACz8/EbneknhsJi4/s1600/P4230339_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9QPkn_Df-Lw/TdMUs6NyCII/AAAAAAAACz8/EbneknhsJi4/s320/P4230339_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Right after the baskets we hopped in the car to head up to Palmyra.&amp;nbsp; My dad had never seen the church sites in upstate New York and my mom hadn't seen them since she was a teenager.&amp;nbsp; About 20 minutes from the Peter Whitmer farm the sun broke through and the rain stopped...Easter miracle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aRyaEolnq1E/TdMU0CZ2_YI/AAAAAAAAC0A/tHVepExMHxk/s1600/P4230341_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aRyaEolnq1E/TdMU0CZ2_YI/AAAAAAAAC0A/tHVepExMHxk/s320/P4230341_edited-1.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5WfFoaoOiYw/TdMU9FGymII/AAAAAAAAC0E/JAZDD7V2Eio/s1600/P4230344_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5WfFoaoOiYw/TdMU9FGymII/AAAAAAAAC0E/JAZDD7V2Eio/s320/P4230344_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the picture below of my boys far in the field next to that huge tree.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WOb39J-P4BE/TdMVBfCCQgI/AAAAAAAAC0I/K89Ea5CWwYs/s1600/P4230347_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WOb39J-P4BE/TdMVBfCCQgI/AAAAAAAAC0I/K89Ea5CWwYs/s320/P4230347_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What's even better is what we realized they were doing way out there.&amp;nbsp; He has mud up to his forehead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uTaJfwM_ZQU/TdMVbWzg2rI/AAAAAAAAC0M/GnsGfz3oqfI/s1600/P4230351.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uTaJfwM_ZQU/TdMVbWzg2rI/AAAAAAAAC0M/GnsGfz3oqfI/s320/P4230351.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The contemplation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Llb_dB1PQaA/TdMVj2xJimI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/-hvJk_6WlsY/s1600/P4230361_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Llb_dB1PQaA/TdMVj2xJimI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/-hvJk_6WlsY/s320/P4230361_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We then drove through more rain to get to the Sacred Grove which was completely clear.&amp;nbsp; Easter miracle number 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mwl0gStugpE/TdMWcJ5nwtI/AAAAAAAAC0U/nLLXuS32dRU/s1600/P4230366_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mwl0gStugpE/TdMWcJ5nwtI/AAAAAAAAC0U/nLLXuS32dRU/s320/P4230366_edited-1.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iTuFPBp39aY/TdMWvmw7MhI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/5mGFBrIRvLU/s1600/P4230367_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iTuFPBp39aY/TdMWvmw7MhI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/5mGFBrIRvLU/s320/P4230367_edited-1.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/-bYX7nWPZYhw/TdMW1zwhcVI/AAAAAAAAC0c/NZvEuS4NlV0/s1600/P4230393_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NVl5q9GQKs8/TdMXEKm0CrI/AAAAAAAAC0o/3yZEF2dPu3Q/s1600/P4230408_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NVl5q9GQKs8/TdMXEKm0CrI/AAAAAAAAC0o/3yZEF2dPu3Q/s320/P4230408_edited-1.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nyt5dswvb14/TdMXGe14v5I/AAAAAAAAC0s/SOU9EDGrHlw/s1600/P4230409_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nyt5dswvb14/TdMXGe14v5I/AAAAAAAAC0s/SOU9EDGrHlw/s320/P4230409_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They were cetain there was a snake in those logs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-29IQ6jK4i7U/TdMXH2qHdWI/AAAAAAAAC0w/Sg-39KtHgUo/s1600/P4230410_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-29IQ6jK4i7U/TdMXH2qHdWI/AAAAAAAAC0w/Sg-39KtHgUo/s320/P4230410_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love that my kids have been able to go to the Sacred Grove twice now, and I would imagine they will go a few more times before we leave here.&amp;nbsp; Very cool place.﻿&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/724349820983859557-8748833952323132360?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/8748833952323132360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=8748833952323132360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8748833952323132360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8748833952323132360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/05/easter-and-sacred-grove.html' title='Easter and the Sacred Grove'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YurDK-0siUY/TdMUW6iPYyI/AAAAAAAACz0/Za1tI9SiKDY/s72-c/P4220336_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-902950884090732582</id><published>2011-05-17T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T17:35:12.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here and There</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;Since the weather is finally warming up, we've been able to go out...as in outside.&amp;nbsp; Amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-swFk1ptyJ-k/TdMTCXLLjUI/AAAAAAAACzk/7xoVc0gp7jI/s1600/P4150317_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-swFk1ptyJ-k/TdMTCXLLjUI/AAAAAAAACzk/7xoVc0gp7jI/s320/P4150317_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We went to a little zoo.&amp;nbsp; Ava may or may not have a slight crush on the boy in the orange.&amp;nbsp; They tend to right very nice notes to each other during church on Sunday.&amp;nbsp; Some of them mention "love", others, "really like".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KwCLqEmWJMY/TdMTGmjzctI/AAAAAAAACzo/JQYdea8lnOs/s1600/P4150318_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KwCLqEmWJMY/TdMTGmjzctI/AAAAAAAACzo/JQYdea8lnOs/s320/P4150318_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then Christian had an Easter program.&amp;nbsp; His programs are the cutest thing in the world.&amp;nbsp; I love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--N0njJNn4U4/TdMTIAHAw7I/AAAAAAAACzs/9TX5IbEixO0/s1600/P4210332_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--N0njJNn4U4/TdMTIAHAw7I/AAAAAAAACzs/9TX5IbEixO0/s320/P4210332_edited-1.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mfg1yWQ33xQ/TdMTOYrOpLI/AAAAAAAACzw/hPTuZtvvW50/s1600/P4210333_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mfg1yWQ33xQ/TdMTOYrOpLI/AAAAAAAACzw/hPTuZtvvW50/s320/P4210333_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&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/724349820983859557-902950884090732582?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/902950884090732582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=902950884090732582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/902950884090732582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/902950884090732582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/05/here-and-there.html' title='Here and There'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-swFk1ptyJ-k/TdMTCXLLjUI/AAAAAAAACzk/7xoVc0gp7jI/s72-c/P4150317_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-1313535457476165372</id><published>2011-05-17T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T17:26:28.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maria</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;This is Maria.&amp;nbsp; She is awesome.&amp;nbsp; I first met her a few months ago when our church missionaries brought her to our house for a discussion.&amp;nbsp; She was interested in our church at the time, but still didn't know very much.&amp;nbsp; From that time Maria and various friends or family members came to our house every Thursday night for discussions.&amp;nbsp; They were mostly in Spanish, so I did my best to understand everything that was going on and had Tyler fill me in on what I had missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RHVDR7fQg_s/TdMPcs3XTII/AAAAAAAACzY/dnrNeVISJVI/s1600/march+2011+020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RHVDR7fQg_s/TdMPcs3XTII/AAAAAAAACzY/dnrNeVISJVI/s320/march+2011+020.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;During the time we were teaching Maria, she taught me instead.&amp;nbsp; She had/has a lot of faith.&amp;nbsp; She had a lot of hard things happen while she was learning about the gospel of Jesus Christ, but she stayed very strong.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, Maria prayed to find out if the Book of Mormon was true and if our &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/"&gt;church&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is true.&amp;nbsp; She decided to be baptized.&amp;nbsp;She asked Tyler to do it.&amp;nbsp; It was a really great night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cTxI4uc3U5M/TdMPhMSPrhI/AAAAAAAACzc/etkbboBJlXA/s1600/march+2011+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cTxI4uc3U5M/TdMPhMSPrhI/AAAAAAAACzc/etkbboBJlXA/s320/march+2011+010.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BZ_QJG-cxYE/TdMPlokP1RI/AAAAAAAACzg/FoyFRsXqMPk/s1600/march+2011+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BZ_QJG-cxYE/TdMPlokP1RI/AAAAAAAACzg/FoyFRsXqMPk/s320/march+2011+016.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm happy to have the joy that the gospel brings to my life and I am happy Maria now has it as well.&amp;nbsp; Congrats Maria!﻿&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/724349820983859557-1313535457476165372?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/1313535457476165372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=1313535457476165372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1313535457476165372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1313535457476165372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/05/maria.html' title='Maria'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RHVDR7fQg_s/TdMPcs3XTII/AAAAAAAACzY/dnrNeVISJVI/s72-c/march+2011+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-7769549686784987605</id><published>2011-03-13T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T13:25:45.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The chaos of my life</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;1.&amp;nbsp; The foot.&amp;nbsp; The blasted foot.&amp;nbsp; Well, it is healing.&amp;nbsp; We said "goodbye" to the hard cast and crutches and "hello" to the walking cast.&amp;nbsp; Tyler had high hopes of also saying goodbye to the walking cast at his appointment yesterday, but instead he gets to enjoy 5-6 more weeks of it.&amp;nbsp; What a joy :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a lovely piece of stapled meat for you (sorry phone pic).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-cTNnqQfFOUw/TXmLmNsOUQI/AAAAAAAACyg/jWUCkfTRJyc/s1600/IMG_0664.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-cTNnqQfFOUw/TXmLmNsOUQI/AAAAAAAACyg/jWUCkfTRJyc/s320/IMG_0664.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. Christian turned 4.&amp;nbsp; He is turning into a boy.&amp;nbsp; I think 4 is going to be a good age for this kid.&amp;nbsp; He took a few friends bowling and had a blast.&amp;nbsp; He called uncle Gog to thank him for his cool birthday card.&amp;nbsp; After thanking him, he immediately asked him to send him a present.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-4hd0s6kQsnY/TXmL2mrkeBI/AAAAAAAACyk/WnLL3MI_TUA/s1600/P2260139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-4hd0s6kQsnY/TXmL2mrkeBI/AAAAAAAACyk/WnLL3MI_TUA/s320/P2260139.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Ava turned 6.&amp;nbsp; She had SPA party.&amp;nbsp; Since she is incapable of keeping her mouth shut about such a party, we had 15 six year olds at our house for the party.&amp;nbsp; Seriously. 15 screaming six year olds...wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DWUy6vU52NM/TXmMBpqAXII/AAAAAAAACyo/COnPCewVUAM/s1600/P3040140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DWUy6vU52NM/TXmMBpqAXII/AAAAAAAACyo/COnPCewVUAM/s320/P3040140.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The facial station.&amp;nbsp; So, six year olds don't care for facials much.&amp;nbsp; After the first two girls went and one almost dry-heaved and the second (Ava) started crying with it on her face, we quickly switched to foot rubs...which they loved and they still got to put cucumbers on their eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YukxW3Y28YM/TXmMDsgrNQI/AAAAAAAACys/31koU047vq8/s1600/P3040143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YukxW3Y28YM/TXmMDsgrNQI/AAAAAAAACys/31koU047vq8/s320/P3040143.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The party crew in their jammies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-x_deZ646YM8/TXmMFIFHpzI/AAAAAAAACyw/axe4x9V8FUw/s1600/P3040145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-x_deZ646YM8/TXmMFIFHpzI/AAAAAAAACyw/axe4x9V8FUw/s320/P3040145.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;mid facial...relaxing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-PXAdxOdOnDg/TXmMHfN_8-I/AAAAAAAACy0/cH7aJAUee4I/s1600/P3040155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-PXAdxOdOnDg/TXmMHfN_8-I/AAAAAAAACy0/cH7aJAUee4I/s320/P3040155.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe I didn't get a picture of the nail salon...but it was dang cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_nTxxEcjdXo/TXmMObdzbEI/AAAAAAAACy8/riF7XvVHTtQ/s1600/P3040169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_nTxxEcjdXo/TXmMObdzbEI/AAAAAAAACy8/riF7XvVHTtQ/s320/P3040169.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Below were the two boys that the girls tried to scare away by yelling "make up" and teasing that they would put make up on them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oj0O4RzPjas/TXmMLxSIswI/AAAAAAAACy4/CcT-vyePEW8/s1600/P3040168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oj0O4RzPjas/TXmMLxSIswI/AAAAAAAACy4/CcT-vyePEW8/s320/P3040168.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Haircuts.&amp;nbsp; We were all due for a haircut.&amp;nbsp; We took Ava in on her birthday and she chopped off nearly 5 inches.&amp;nbsp; Tyler cut both boys hair.&amp;nbsp; This was Bennett's first time getting a cut on the top of his head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-BorA_7FGISo/TXmMWyL9dfI/AAAAAAAACzA/Yq1qdgrj_5Y/s1600/P3050177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-BorA_7FGISo/TXmMWyL9dfI/AAAAAAAACzA/Yq1qdgrj_5Y/s320/P3050177.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-oFvry_ZRNiA/TXmMZphMw4I/AAAAAAAACzE/2FtEnJ3b7us/s1600/P3050180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-oFvry_ZRNiA/TXmMZphMw4I/AAAAAAAACzE/2FtEnJ3b7us/s320/P3050180.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He looks so handsome with it short.&amp;nbsp; I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-GaiKWxriwVA/TXmMdxUQAZI/AAAAAAAACzI/hYex1xoZ188/s1600/P3060184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-GaiKWxriwVA/TXmMdxUQAZI/AAAAAAAACzI/hYex1xoZ188/s320/P3060184.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; Charlie.&amp;nbsp; Our newest family member.&amp;nbsp; Tyler has informed me that he counts as my 4th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-237QWj-_vOQ/TXmMna4sUoI/AAAAAAAACzM/y7RVM_c3vME/s1600/P2260114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-237QWj-_vOQ/TXmMna4sUoI/AAAAAAAACzM/y7RVM_c3vME/s320/P2260114.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have been thinking about getting a puppy for a long time and the kids birthday seemed like a good excuse.&amp;nbsp; So we loaded up on a Friday night and drove to Brooklyn&amp;nbsp;to Puppy City.&amp;nbsp; Once we got there there was no turning back.&amp;nbsp; We found this little Shih-Tzu.&amp;nbsp; He is a golden color all over rather than being two different colors (like normal).&amp;nbsp; We found that very cute.&amp;nbsp; He has such a great demeanor for kids.&amp;nbsp; He gets tortured by my kids and still just loves them and plays with them.&amp;nbsp; He lets Bennett carry him by his neck and even do the wheelbarrow with him (we try to discourage both).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4Am4c9hprb0/TXmMqD_jCbI/AAAAAAAACzQ/hIgNo-F-dGs/s1600/P2260115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4Am4c9hprb0/TXmMqD_jCbI/AAAAAAAACzQ/hIgNo-F-dGs/s320/P2260115.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rnCVG1IpMCA/TXmMrtuomoI/AAAAAAAACzU/tupJwSnd4QU/s1600/P2260122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rnCVG1IpMCA/TXmMrtuomoI/AAAAAAAACzU/tupJwSnd4QU/s320/P2260122.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides these minor things, we've been working a little on the house and yard, which I hope to show someday.&amp;nbsp; But that's all for now.&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/724349820983859557-7769549686784987605?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/7769549686784987605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=7769549686784987605&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/7769549686784987605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/7769549686784987605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/03/chaos-of-my-life.html' title='The chaos of my life'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-cTNnqQfFOUw/TXmLmNsOUQI/AAAAAAAACyg/jWUCkfTRJyc/s72-c/IMG_0664.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-326910409490478227</id><published>2011-02-14T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T18:01:26.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eventful month of love</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;It's been eventful around here. Mostly because of this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QN37zLvw6BE/TVnW_eOUs7I/AAAAAAAACyI/PP1p_1Vy9qY/s1600/P2090075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QN37zLvw6BE/TVnW_eOUs7I/AAAAAAAACyI/PP1p_1Vy9qY/s320/P2090075.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;To make a long&amp;nbsp;story short...Ty went to play basketball at the church one night (much to my dismay).&amp;nbsp; In the last 5 minutes of play, he ruptured his achilles tendon.&amp;nbsp; We spend the rest of the night in the ER (with a saint-of-a-friend at home with my kids) but only after Ty took the missionaries to Wendy's then to their house, 25 minutes from us.&amp;nbsp; A few days later he had to have surgery to sew the tendon back together and he has pretty much been in bed ever since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So while he is out of commission Bennett fell into the corner of our coffee table to give him a nice bruise on his forehead and two black eyes.&amp;nbsp; You can't really see the bruising in this picture, but you can see that it is swollen by the space between his eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3DKLcw9QAmM/TVnXA2rxpDI/AAAAAAAACyM/I3tDhgSEiEw/s1600/P2110077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3DKLcw9QAmM/TVnXA2rxpDI/AAAAAAAACyM/I3tDhgSEiEw/s320/P2110077.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well, those nice shiners were followed by a real doozy.&amp;nbsp; You can find it&lt;a href="http://tykearl.blogspot.com/2011/02/father-of-yearnot-going-to-happen-in.html"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;if you haven't already read Tyler's blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly, and likely the most eventful part...this independent, busy, into-everything, happy-if-he-gets-what-he-wants, sometimes naughty, little boy is now "sleeping" in a toddler bed.&amp;nbsp; Due to the unsafe nature he was catapulting himself out of his crib, we decided to avoid&amp;nbsp;another trip to the ER and just put him into a toddler bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-71nTfrO5hZ8/TVnXI7unUbI/AAAAAAAACyQ/nkpGqsbsDs4/s1600/P2130080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-71nTfrO5hZ8/TVnXI7unUbI/AAAAAAAACyQ/nkpGqsbsDs4/s320/P2130080.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He thinks it's awesome.&amp;nbsp; Mostly because his effort to be free just reduced immensly.&amp;nbsp; For his first nap he fell asleep right by the door.&amp;nbsp; I didn't have a childproof door knob and so I had to jimmy-rig it with twine.&amp;nbsp; But that night he laid in his bed and went right to sleep.&amp;nbsp; I thought we were golden...ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kid&amp;nbsp;is real persistant.&amp;nbsp; So at his nap today I took everything out of his room and closed the door (with a childproof doorknob this time).&amp;nbsp; It took a little bit, but after he'd been quite for a few minutes I went upstairs to open his door and this is how I found him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDmgAqMnxoU/TVnXRYWzOuI/AAAAAAAACyY/DFyeceAPnNM/s1600/P2140090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDmgAqMnxoU/TVnXRYWzOuI/AAAAAAAACyY/DFyeceAPnNM/s320/P2140090.JPG" width="240" /&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/-mi2BB8D35E4/TVnXTqhZpYI/AAAAAAAACyc/Ic2-69HHIYI/s1600/P2140095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mi2BB8D35E4/TVnXTqhZpYI/AAAAAAAACyc/Ic2-69HHIYI/s320/P2140095.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had forgotten to take a basket of dirty clothes out of his room...I told you he is into everything.﻿&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/724349820983859557-326910409490478227?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/326910409490478227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=326910409490478227&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/326910409490478227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/326910409490478227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/02/eventful-month-of-love.html' title='Eventful month of love'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QN37zLvw6BE/TVnW_eOUs7I/AAAAAAAACyI/PP1p_1Vy9qY/s72-c/P2090075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-3121984148875495316</id><published>2011-02-14T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T17:28:07.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. B man Celebrates</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;He had a birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Numero Dos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z33FLL4M0Rk/TVnTliu_giI/AAAAAAAACxg/1-6Qrff7DEg/s1600/PC300004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z33FLL4M0Rk/TVnTliu_giI/AAAAAAAACxg/1-6Qrff7DEg/s320/PC300004.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We partied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ntPk5KJNPQ/TVnTop_D7eI/AAAAAAAACxk/aKrKS_h6M8g/s1600/PC300007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ntPk5KJNPQ/TVnTop_D7eI/AAAAAAAACxk/aKrKS_h6M8g/s320/PC300007.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/-sutS58_315s/TVnTvDwA0UI/AAAAAAAACxo/gnUJBTFMT_A/s1600/PC300008_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sutS58_315s/TVnTvDwA0UI/AAAAAAAACxo/gnUJBTFMT_A/s320/PC300008_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We blew out the candles and ate some yummy cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xU2pT_j6gII/TVnTyIuMRQI/AAAAAAAACxs/E9xj_HaDlVM/s1600/PC300012_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xU2pT_j6gII/TVnTyIuMRQI/AAAAAAAACxs/E9xj_HaDlVM/s320/PC300012_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then we headed to the alley where the real party started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KhvkXLrLL_o/TVnT1SADfUI/AAAAAAAACxw/qe2_fnSo0NQ/s1600/PC300014_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KhvkXLrLL_o/TVnT1SADfUI/AAAAAAAACxw/qe2_fnSo0NQ/s320/PC300014_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was serious folks, real serious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SWbpWKx_qlk/TVnT3eHCThI/AAAAAAAACx0/iCOlzhImy9M/s1600/PC300016_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SWbpWKx_qlk/TVnT3eHCThI/AAAAAAAACx0/iCOlzhImy9M/s320/PC300016_edited-1.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VfsgDb_fTQg/TVnT8QxX4KI/AAAAAAAACx4/mNjsl590a58/s1600/PC300017_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VfsgDb_fTQg/TVnT8QxX4KI/AAAAAAAACx4/mNjsl590a58/s320/PC300017_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mr. Independant takes his ball to the lane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wz9rDbdzzxY/TVnT9moXs3I/AAAAAAAACx8/q4gzaDnujkc/s1600/PC300019_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wz9rDbdzzxY/TVnT9moXs3I/AAAAAAAACx8/q4gzaDnujkc/s320/PC300019_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and...CELEBRATES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l-Ns66qsItk/TVnUI8ri40I/AAAAAAAACyA/REmmy92X5bw/s1600/PC300020_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l-Ns66qsItk/TVnUI8ri40I/AAAAAAAACyA/REmmy92X5bw/s320/PC300020_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and the neighbors came to help eat the cake.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITNGo5TF6YI/TVnUJ057ERI/AAAAAAAACyE/Hhe_audbFOg/s1600/PC309999_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITNGo5TF6YI/TVnUJ057ERI/AAAAAAAACyE/Hhe_audbFOg/s320/PC309999_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/724349820983859557-3121984148875495316?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/3121984148875495316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=3121984148875495316&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/3121984148875495316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/3121984148875495316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/02/mr-b-man-celebrates.html' title='Mr. B man Celebrates'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z33FLL4M0Rk/TVnTliu_giI/AAAAAAAACxg/1-6Qrff7DEg/s72-c/PC300004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-6669854092088375894</id><published>2011-02-14T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T17:04:05.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...and it fell</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;Starting in late Decemeber, snow started to fall.&amp;nbsp; It was white and heavy and beautiful.&amp;nbsp; With the first snowfall we received a good two feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XHNFz92K_io/TVnMbWHqOBI/AAAAAAAACxI/A3_lRv8sga4/s1600/PC279984.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XHNFz92K_io/TVnMbWHqOBI/AAAAAAAACxI/A3_lRv8sga4/s320/PC279984.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Which actually piles up to be about 6 feet after we shoveled our driveway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9MMLnvLLPqQ/TVnMeH13eqI/AAAAAAAACxM/MK7JGEJv3wU/s1600/PC279991.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9MMLnvLLPqQ/TVnMeH13eqI/AAAAAAAACxM/MK7JGEJv3wU/s320/PC279991.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids went out and played in the snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Then came in, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;cried because their hands were so cold, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;had some hot chocolate, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;and asked to go back outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Repeat.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Repeat.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Repeat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-idEQfwAWRp8/TVnMlrJrYHI/AAAAAAAACxQ/SVJeIavs2zc/s1600/PC289993_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-idEQfwAWRp8/TVnMlrJrYHI/AAAAAAAACxQ/SVJeIavs2zc/s320/PC289993_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5jJI392VlY/TVnMvo9278I/AAAAAAAACxU/BgiRbhtq4ho/s1600/PC289997_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5jJI392VlY/TVnMvo9278I/AAAAAAAACxU/BgiRbhtq4ho/s320/PC289997_edited-1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JCGeID5IblU/TVnMZ5gvsLI/AAAAAAAACxE/PDfo29t5vYY/s320/PC279986.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;It was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;Then it snowed again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;And again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;And again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, then came the "ice storm", which basically just put a good 2-3 inches of ice on top of the 2-3 feet of snow we had in our yard and on top of our driveway.&amp;nbsp; Pure kill-yourself-if-you-try-to-walk-on-it awesomeness (or crutch on it, if you're Tyler).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;But alas, this story has a good ending...today was a beautiful 45 degrees.&amp;nbsp; The sun was shining and I was happy (and I did not wear a coat in my house all day).&amp;nbsp; I think we are down to a foot and a half of snow.&amp;nbsp; Spring can't come soon enough!&amp;nbsp; Pretty sure I will appreciate it a little more this year!&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/724349820983859557-6669854092088375894?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/6669854092088375894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=6669854092088375894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/6669854092088375894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/6669854092088375894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-it-fell.html' title='...and it fell'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XHNFz92K_io/TVnMbWHqOBI/AAAAAAAACxI/A3_lRv8sga4/s72-c/PC279984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-7257064582361932123</id><published>2011-02-14T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T08:12:59.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ty has a man-blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I have been trying to get Tyler to start a blog for a long time...&amp;nbsp; While he was down with his surgery&amp;nbsp;and had&amp;nbsp;some time on his hands, I finally&amp;nbsp;convinced&amp;nbsp;him.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, if you want to know why he believes he will not be getting "father of the year" in 2011, check out his post... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tykearl.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.tykearl.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-7257064582361932123?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/7257064582361932123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=7257064582361932123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/7257064582361932123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/7257064582361932123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/02/ty-has-man-blog.html' title='Ty has a man-blog'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-1279895073939250864</id><published>2011-02-09T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T17:48:43.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Jams and Excited Faces</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;I love the jammies my mom makes for the kiddos every year.&amp;nbsp; They end up being favorite jammies all year long...and even as hand-me-downs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kA59Lf_-Qto/TVM8qqh2QsI/AAAAAAAACw8/mmclFwSDjso/s1600/PC259977_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kA59Lf_-Qto/TVM8qqh2QsI/AAAAAAAACw8/mmclFwSDjso/s320/PC259977_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is where the excitement began and unfortunately where my camera was set down in order to handle the chaos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7hhANZ7fh0c/TVM8rpwE7uI/AAAAAAAACxA/CMcZWcjOomM/s1600/PC259981.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7hhANZ7fh0c/TVM8rpwE7uI/AAAAAAAACxA/CMcZWcjOomM/s320/PC259981.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They got spoiled...as usual.﻿&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/724349820983859557-1279895073939250864?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/1279895073939250864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=1279895073939250864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1279895073939250864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1279895073939250864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/02/cute-jams-and-excited-faces.html' title='Cute Jams and Excited Faces'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kA59Lf_-Qto/TVM8qqh2QsI/AAAAAAAACw8/mmclFwSDjso/s72-c/PC259977_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-8422662397707237653</id><published>2011-02-09T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T17:16:45.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas In February!</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;Seriously.&amp;nbsp; I've gotta catch up at some point.&amp;nbsp; Here's how Christmas Eve played out at the Kearl house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner.&amp;nbsp; Complete with Slush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pBjqM_imWhc/TVM5qzKsn2I/AAAAAAAACwM/3PjLMNBS2Cc/s1600/PC249928.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pBjqM_imWhc/TVM5qzKsn2I/AAAAAAAACwM/3PjLMNBS2Cc/s320/PC249928.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next the Nativity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here we have an angel, the narrator, Joseph, Mary, and a wiseman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-phxfYoHC2Tw/TVM5vNt0KbI/AAAAAAAACwQ/35MAGDHMsRo/s1600/PC249936.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-phxfYoHC2Tw/TVM5vNt0KbI/AAAAAAAACwQ/35MAGDHMsRo/s320/PC249936.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Grandpa was such a good, but sleepy-jet-lagged-star!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QfLKot7dC1U/TVM5x9rLsVI/AAAAAAAACwU/plBzWC6qPDM/s1600/PC249940_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QfLKot7dC1U/TVM5x9rLsVI/AAAAAAAACwU/plBzWC6qPDM/s320/PC249940_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then came the Yule log.&amp;nbsp; Lots of sitting, lots of salt and&amp;nbsp;lots of kissing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_AYAmVq3ecs/TVM57WLqb1I/AAAAAAAACwY/ogA_rhy-4RE/s1600/PC249943.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_AYAmVq3ecs/TVM57WLqb1I/AAAAAAAACwY/ogA_rhy-4RE/s320/PC249943.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W6Ll-J_Yuy4/TVM5-si3XPI/AAAAAAAACwc/RT2ILg_TSnA/s1600/PC249946.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W6Ll-J_Yuy4/TVM5-si3XPI/AAAAAAAACwc/RT2ILg_TSnA/s320/PC249946.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kc7RL2qfDVw/TVM6BjsUznI/AAAAAAAACwg/kw8vC67gRSQ/s1600/PC249948.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kc7RL2qfDVw/TVM6BjsUznI/AAAAAAAACwg/kw8vC67gRSQ/s320/PC249948.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ktgb6QuAcis/TVM6EXUqG2I/AAAAAAAACwk/8ecCvxdG7KU/s1600/PC249950.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ktgb6QuAcis/TVM6EXUqG2I/AAAAAAAACwk/8ecCvxdG7KU/s320/PC249950.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And if you're Bennett, lots of licking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v5LfCxz3LYg/TVM6VGfIbyI/AAAAAAAACwo/cH5MFlu0R7Q/s1600/PC249952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v5LfCxz3LYg/TVM6VGfIbyI/AAAAAAAACwo/cH5MFlu0R7Q/s320/PC249952.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n5j2-lMOJFg/TVM6XgznaAI/AAAAAAAACws/g-DjZlLK5MI/s1600/PC249953.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n5j2-lMOJFg/TVM6XgznaAI/AAAAAAAACws/g-DjZlLK5MI/s320/PC249953.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But mostly there was a lot of this...chilaxin by the fire.&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/-SBTYpvSAbmI/TVM6nTwns6I/AAAAAAAACw4/l1ejlcuM824/s1600/PC249969.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SBTYpvSAbmI/TVM6nTwns6I/AAAAAAAACw4/l1ejlcuM824/s320/PC249969.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/724349820983859557-8422662397707237653?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/8422662397707237653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=8422662397707237653&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8422662397707237653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8422662397707237653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-in-february.html' title='Christmas In February!'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pBjqM_imWhc/TVM5qzKsn2I/AAAAAAAACwM/3PjLMNBS2Cc/s72-c/PC249928.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-8689505624375882487</id><published>2011-01-18T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T17:34:17.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Euro Visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My sister Amber and her family came from Prague to visit.&amp;nbsp; Our kids are really close in age and so it is so fun when they get together.&amp;nbsp; Most of the visit was spent to hanging out and playing at the house, with frequent trips to the AB&amp;amp;G (Allendale Bar and Grill).&amp;nbsp; We had a blast though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls insisted on all sleep in Ava's bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY9HhGwh1I/AAAAAAAACvs/wdVqrR5HeJk/s1600/PC199913.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY9HhGwh1I/AAAAAAAACvs/wdVqrR5HeJk/s320/PC199913.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We made cookies and went caroling to some neighbors.&amp;nbsp; Our neighborhood is SOOO great.&amp;nbsp; Ava was leading the singing at the doors and on the third stop she decided she had had enough of jingle bells and started singing "I like to look for rainbows" (a church song).&amp;nbsp; It was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY9LWc1dTI/AAAAAAAACvw/QvJa0f6LOdU/s1600/PC209915_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY9LWc1dTI/AAAAAAAACvw/QvJa0f6LOdU/s320/PC209915_edited-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Umm, Christian you are looking fierce with that frosting on your cheek!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY9MpZvUdI/AAAAAAAACv0/uSK4TWDCVSs/s1600/PC209918.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY9MpZvUdI/AAAAAAAACv0/uSK4TWDCVSs/s320/PC209918.JPG" width="240" /&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/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY9OdlCNuI/AAAAAAAACv4/KBWxHg8paq8/s1600/PC209921.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY9OdlCNuI/AAAAAAAACv4/KBWxHg8paq8/s320/PC209921.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Baby Livs.&amp;nbsp; Oh, how I love you.&amp;nbsp; And she even let me hold her before they were leaving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY9QY0OGmI/AAAAAAAACv8/1wlE9aV-NvU/s1600/PC209922.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY9QY0OGmI/AAAAAAAACv8/1wlE9aV-NvU/s320/PC209922.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Such a superb visit.&amp;nbsp; Come back soon!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-8689505624375882487?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/8689505624375882487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=8689505624375882487&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8689505624375882487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8689505624375882487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/01/our-euro-visitors.html' title='Our Euro Visitors'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY9HhGwh1I/AAAAAAAACvs/wdVqrR5HeJk/s72-c/PC199913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-2762548885996630310</id><published>2011-01-18T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T17:22:18.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Projects</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As I hope to illustrate in a later post, we have STILL been working on a lot of projects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ALL of us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY8lMKlxFI/AAAAAAAACvo/MVXJaSoM2E4/s1600/bman+tools2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY8lMKlxFI/AAAAAAAACvo/MVXJaSoM2E4/s320/bman+tools2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-2762548885996630310?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/2762548885996630310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=2762548885996630310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2762548885996630310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2762548885996630310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/01/projects.html' title='Projects'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY8lMKlxFI/AAAAAAAACvo/MVXJaSoM2E4/s72-c/bman+tools2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-9220479476553654958</id><published>2011-01-18T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T17:19:49.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November's Nutshell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;November was nice.&amp;nbsp; Pretty good weather and my parents came to visit, which was great.&amp;nbsp; While they were here we went into the city to see The Rockettes at Radio City.&amp;nbsp; It was fun and kept the kids pretty entertained (except Christian).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We walked the kids like crazy, but they were champs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY47o_-HPI/AAAAAAAACvQ/DMtt5q9Woj8/s1600/PB249798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY47o_-HPI/AAAAAAAACvQ/DMtt5q9Woj8/s320/PB249798.JPG" width="240" /&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/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY496h88kI/AAAAAAAACvU/jSh4NVLuT0c/s1600/PB249799.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY496h88kI/AAAAAAAACvU/jSh4NVLuT0c/s320/PB249799.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mom and Pops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY4_ttp0ZI/AAAAAAAACvY/0wpo9-tKio0/s1600/PB249800.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY4_ttp0ZI/AAAAAAAACvY/0wpo9-tKio0/s320/PB249800.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Fam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY5BBFdrGI/AAAAAAAACvc/dp65gM8Gzuc/s1600/PB249803.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY5BBFdrGI/AAAAAAAACvc/dp65gM8Gzuc/s320/PB249803.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Later that day, which was the day before Thanksgiving&amp;nbsp;we went to see the pre-parade fun.&amp;nbsp; They blow-up all the balloons and you can walk around and see them all.&amp;nbsp; I was told it was "magical".&amp;nbsp; Umm...not so much.&amp;nbsp; The balloons were netted down and figuring out what they even were was sometimes a challenge.&amp;nbsp; I don't know why I expected different.&amp;nbsp; But, we met some friends there and had a blast losing each other in the crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ty carried this 33 lb chunk on his back all day.&amp;nbsp; Bless you Ty, bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY5DTzUWbI/AAAAAAAACvg/sGD6zezg9OE/s1600/PB249808.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY5DTzUWbI/AAAAAAAACvg/sGD6zezg9OE/s320/PB249808.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ty and Christian in front of what we think to be Buzz, hold all $22 of M&amp;amp;Ms that we purchased at the M&amp;amp;M store.&amp;nbsp; Why are they better from that store?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY5E4LXAII/AAAAAAAACvk/By-ge7JkE9s/s1600/PB249810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY5E4LXAII/AAAAAAAACvk/By-ge7JkE9s/s320/PB249810.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We did celebrate Thanksgiving with my parents, but I cannot find any pictures.&amp;nbsp; I swear I at least took one of the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year we were grateful for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New/old friends and family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dead chipmonks﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-9220479476553654958?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/9220479476553654958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=9220479476553654958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/9220479476553654958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/9220479476553654958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/01/novembers-nutshell.html' title='November&apos;s Nutshell'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY47o_-HPI/AAAAAAAACvQ/DMtt5q9Woj8/s72-c/PB249798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-1105000156715813733</id><published>2011-01-18T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T17:02:18.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hello again.&amp;nbsp; I have had quite the hiatus.&amp;nbsp; In fact, I typed in my URL only to find that my computer did not remember it.&amp;nbsp; Wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So.&amp;nbsp; We are going back, way back...for record sake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. B Man as...Yoda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY2NMEDieI/AAAAAAAACvA/l3My6jggtk0/s1600/PA299747.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY2NMEDieI/AAAAAAAACvA/l3My6jggtk0/s320/PA299747.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Luke and Yoda waiting for princess Leia to parade out of her school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY2QrjEZfI/AAAAAAAACvE/UG8hbp0iG7w/s1600/PA299742.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY2QrjEZfI/AAAAAAAACvE/UG8hbp0iG7w/s320/PA299742.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Gang.&amp;nbsp; We later found out that we had princess Leia's costume all wrong...that crown, is a belt.&amp;nbsp; I didn't think she ever wore a crown. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY2bIo8ZiI/AAAAAAAACvI/GtxDK6vJbA4/s1600/PA309768.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY2bIo8ZiI/AAAAAAAACvI/GtxDK6vJbA4/s320/PA309768.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-1105000156715813733?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/1105000156715813733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=1105000156715813733&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1105000156715813733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1105000156715813733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-again.html' title='hello again.'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TTY2NMEDieI/AAAAAAAACvA/l3My6jggtk0/s72-c/PA299747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-2713420147500633223</id><published>2010-10-27T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T16:53:35.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We having been loving Fall.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps because it has been in the 70's lately.&amp;nbsp; Not bad, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMi4cpIQorI/AAAAAAAACuI/Z1TAKGBpXsw/s1600/oct+2010+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMi4cpIQorI/AAAAAAAACuI/Z1TAKGBpXsw/s320/oct+2010+008.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMi4gb1OuhI/AAAAAAAACuM/QHipXwWJW_k/s1600/oct+2010+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMi4gb1OuhI/AAAAAAAACuM/QHipXwWJW_k/s320/oct+2010+017.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Try to tell me he is not having a good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Below are a&amp;nbsp;couple pictures of what the kids do every chance they get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMi4rlMVEcI/AAAAAAAACuQ/zXKZMnGWvj0/s1600/oct+2010+030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMi4rlMVEcI/AAAAAAAACuQ/zXKZMnGWvj0/s320/oct+2010+030.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMi46vHU3VI/AAAAAAAACuY/UMxJUtHG_M4/s1600/oct+2010+036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMi46vHU3VI/AAAAAAAACuY/UMxJUtHG_M4/s320/oct+2010+036.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Christian and I went on a hayride to the pumpkin patch with his class.&amp;nbsp; He's thrilled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMi5AdG9jOI/AAAAAAAACuc/WzY3y9wTK6I/s1600/oct+2010+048.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMi5AdG9jOI/AAAAAAAACuc/WzY3y9wTK6I/s320/oct+2010+048.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMi5FAleHuI/AAAAAAAACug/K0HZuP5jOgE/s1600/oct+2010+051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMi5FAleHuI/AAAAAAAACug/K0HZuP5jOgE/s320/oct+2010+051.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Wait, I only get a small pumpkin?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMi5IHYi5GI/AAAAAAAACuk/8fmLeqTFLwE/s1600/oct+2010+053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMi5IHYi5GI/AAAAAAAACuk/8fmLeqTFLwE/s320/oct+2010+053.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a pic of our street.&amp;nbsp; About the day after I took this picture the leaves became so bright and vivid down our street, but they are still pretty here.&amp;nbsp; i think the trees down our street are dreamy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMi5zqVspiI/AAAAAAAACuo/ic0E7X47Tkc/s1600/PA229709.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMi5zqVspiI/AAAAAAAACuo/ic0E7X47Tkc/s320/PA229709.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-2713420147500633223?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/2713420147500633223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=2713420147500633223&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2713420147500633223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2713420147500633223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/10/loving-fall.html' title='Loving Fall'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMi4cpIQorI/AAAAAAAACuI/Z1TAKGBpXsw/s72-c/oct+2010+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-5315023169597945490</id><published>2010-10-27T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T16:36:24.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter-pated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So Christian has had is way with the ladies for quite some time.&amp;nbsp; He has always had is eye on this particular lady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMizy1mx6rI/AAAAAAAACuE/FWM6KupJBSk/s1600/1022296568_Qyyu6-M.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMizy1mx6rI/AAAAAAAACuE/FWM6KupJBSk/s320/1022296568_Qyyu6-M.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The one on the right, that is.&amp;nbsp; Kidding, but not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(thanks for the pic that I stole, H&amp;nbsp;:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMiyciYbhlI/AAAAAAAACt8/uE__M782azk/s1600/979880165_img_9068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMiyciYbhlI/AAAAAAAACt8/uE__M782azk/s320/979880165_img_9068.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At our house, every time we are deciding who everyone will marry (which is often), Christian always ends up saying Avy.&amp;nbsp; Occasionally there are other girls mentioned up, such as Hayley (yes, that would be the mom pictured above) which is followed by explanations about how she is indeed already taken, then he settles on Avy.&amp;nbsp; Frankly, why wouldn't he, she's adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMiyvhbrI_I/AAAAAAAACuA/KVLmZD8HJa4/s1600/oct+2010+044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMiyvhbrI_I/AAAAAAAACuA/KVLmZD8HJa4/s320/oct+2010+044.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(no, his hair was not round-brushed...I've got to do something about the poof!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, the other day he came home from school﻿ and said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Mom, there is a girl in my class and she is beautiful!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First of all, seriously???&amp;nbsp; Then I asked him why he thought she was beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"She has brown hair."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, again, seriously???&amp;nbsp; We have come to find a little more about this brown haired beauty.&amp;nbsp; Her name is Ashley.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes she wears a pink bow in her hair.&amp;nbsp; He smiles every time he talks about her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, watch out Avy.&amp;nbsp; I don't think you've been pushed aside (I'm not about to let that happen) but someone is in your territory!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-5315023169597945490?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/5315023169597945490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=5315023169597945490&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/5315023169597945490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/5315023169597945490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/10/twitter-pated.html' title='Twitter-pated'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TMizy1mx6rI/AAAAAAAACuE/FWM6KupJBSk/s72-c/1022296568_Qyyu6-M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-4019218501355453781</id><published>2010-10-10T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T19:29:47.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal Friends</title><content type='html'>There are 2 types of people in this world, animal lovers and NON animal lovers. I have never known where I fit into those classes...until tonight. I once saw a remodel show on HGTV. A couple was finishing their attic. During this process they found out they had bats somewhere up there. This particular woman went to all extremes and all expenses to make sure the bats were not harmed in anyway.  They ended up having some sort of bat house made for them.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526592741524496034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TLJm0TjR3qI/AAAAAAAACtE/7n9ZYw-CoSY/s400/bat_house_detailed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I distinctly remember thinking, &lt;em&gt;I like animals like the rest of them, but would I really build them a house. And further more, would I care if they die...they're bats???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, my eyes are clearer now. You see, we live in the forest. No, literally in the woods. We are in the more suburb part of town, but still there are all sorts of forest creatures around. I thought we had squirrels in California, but it is nothing compared to this place. I can look out any window of my house at any time of DAY and see a good 10 squirrels or chipmunks. In fact, I am quite confident that they throw acorns at me at times.  But that is definitely not all. We've seen deer prints in our yard. The other day I opened my garbage lid to toss another bag in there when I noticed that the bag currently IN the garbage had holes in it from some animal that had weaseled his way into our garbage can. And gratefully we have only heard, not seen the bears that apparently frequent the celery farm that is less than a mile up the street. &lt;em&gt;(this is where I say, holy crap what would I do if I saw a bear&lt;/em&gt;!!! &lt;em&gt;Hey Bennett, play dead, buddy!&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526596185791793698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TLJp8ycmCiI/AAAAAAAACtU/E2_tGzwQzI8/s400/running_bear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So now to tonight when I find out what side of the fence I am on, animals or no animals.  As you can see our house has trees coming up all around it, pretty close to it...within a chipmunk's small jump. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526597192177493778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TLJq3XhpJxI/AAAAAAAACtc/pY670gNDiiU/s400/P9099424.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our office is on the second floor, window facing the back, but it has a similar roof landing below it.  The other day I told Ty that as I was on the computer at night I could hear the chipmunks' pitter-patter on our roof.  I didn't mind, they are outside.  It's not surprising with the trees so close.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So tonight, Ty is at work.  I am in the same place, in the office.  Lights are off, except the computer screen shining in my face and I am checking out your blogs when I hear the same pitter-patter.  Now, directly in front of me is a closet that oddly enough didn't have doors when we purchased the home.  However, this closet does have a "black hole" or "black abyss" that was left (along with all it's charm).  This is a hole in the ceiling of the closet where heating pipes are going up to our room.  It is hidden, but I'll admit it is creepy.  It has an opening about a foot wide.  So I stop and listen for a second.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;That is weird, that time it sounded like it was above me?  But, the only thing above me is MY bedroom&lt;/em&gt;.  There's the noise again.  It sounds like it is on pipes.  I look up into the closet...&lt;em&gt;HOLY CRAP!!  &lt;/em&gt;I am squinting to see into the darkness and a flippin chipmunk is in my closet scurrying around my cleaning rags!  It was a little one.  He thought he was all alone in the house.  And so did I!  HELLO, anyone ever seen Over the Hedge.  Well, that is my current life! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; We had a short stare-down then I had to make a little noise to get him out of here.  Not 20 seconds later he came back.  That meant it was my turn to leave.  I made a run for it, closed the door and called Tyler, scared to death.  Of course, being at work his hands were tied. (If I had a nickle for every time he were at work in the night when emergencies happen, yes emergencies like a chipmunk in the house, but unfortunately accounting firms pay in pennies, not nickles.)  So it is just me and the chipmunk.  Luckily, Christian had been playing with a handheld mesh strainer that I saw just before I opened the door and grabbed it, just in case.  I slowly opened the door, making as much noise as possible hoping I wouldn't really have to face it.  It worked.  Alvin was no where to be seen, or heard.  Phew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I braved the walk to the computer.  Turned on i-tunes as loudly as possible without waking up the kids and only yelled at the closet twice, "You stay in there, you dirty rat!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So.  Now I am just wondering if this is going on in my basement...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526594623614509714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TLJoh24gYpI/AAAAAAAACtM/JjvIa8gbW5Q/s400/f-Chipmunk-Biker-3259.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you think I am?  On the animal side or non-animal side?  Where would you be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-4019218501355453781?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/4019218501355453781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=4019218501355453781&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/4019218501355453781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/4019218501355453781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/10/animal-friends.html' title='Animal Friends'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TLJm0TjR3qI/AAAAAAAACtE/7n9ZYw-CoSY/s72-c/bat_house_detailed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-1025542859554333742</id><published>2010-10-07T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T19:34:40.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Groove</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Summer of 2010 was full of change.  Mostly good, but mostly hard too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; But here we are trying to get into a new groove of life.  New Jersey style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525485762289388722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TK54Boi8zLI/AAAAAAAACso/zMzAf_urIQQ/s400/20100306-Kearls-2010-31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids have felt the change for sure.  I think everyday of summer Ava brought up something related to California or her friends.  Usually something to the effect of, "When I am 7 (or 8) and we are back in California can/will we...(enter expectation here)?"  Ava has been a total champ though.  You'd think that starting Kindergarten is perfect, because everyone is new.  Not so in Allendale.  It's not a big town.  People know you.  You know, like CHEERS, where everybody knows YOUR name!  (not quite, but still).  She is making friends very easily, surprise, surprise!  She even told me the other day, "Mom, I'm glad we moved to New Jersey, because I have lots of new friends and I like them."  Phew!  Thank goodness.  I have been waiting 4 months to hear her say that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525485752912848930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TK54BFnaKCI/AAAAAAAACsg/OouwWDKTeEg/s400/20100306-Kearls-2010-24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Change has probably had the biggest toll on Christian.  Things were all mixed up in his life and he just didn't know what to do about it.  Thanks to the neighbors behind us, Christian now thinks we live in paradise.  There is a little boy Ava's age and a girl Christian's age.  The boys play together and the girls play together and Bennett follows along with whichever group he can.  The girls are usually chanting, "we are girls!" to the boys while they play.  If there is no rain, you can count on our kids being out together.  It is fantastic.  Thus I am happy to report that when this little man's life is in order he returns to his charming, lovable self!  Bigtime phew on that one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525485995086808386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TK54PLyLhUI/AAAAAAAACsw/TTAqjrMq4Jk/s400/20100306-Kearls-2010-32.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This kid is just pleased as punch to be anywhere his brother and sister are.  Okay and probably mom and dad, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525485307923084594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TK53nL5lNTI/AAAAAAAACsY/_AoBrUif250/s400/20100306-Kearls-2010-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ava and Christian, although they fight at times and one tries to manipulate the other every chance she gets, they really love each other and it makes me so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With all the crazy change we've had, it is real nice to have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;these&lt;/span&gt; people around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 176px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525486147524607938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TK54YDqLv8I/AAAAAAAACs4/qywNqIUwSoo/s400/20100306-Kearls-2010-44.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures taken last April in California by &lt;a href="http://imakarov.zenfolio.com/"&gt;Ivan&lt;/a&gt; and he did an awesome job!  I highly suggest you give him a jingle if you're looking for fab pics that are easy on the pocketbook!  You can see all that he did for us &lt;a href="http://kearlfamily.smugmug.com/2010/March-2010-Family-Pictures/11545353_imMJH#813070813_jzbKb"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-1025542859554333742?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/1025542859554333742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=1025542859554333742&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1025542859554333742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1025542859554333742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-groove.html' title='New Groove'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TK54Boi8zLI/AAAAAAAACso/zMzAf_urIQQ/s72-c/20100306-Kearls-2010-31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-1066458321742818988</id><published>2010-10-02T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T17:30:05.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Upstate</title><content type='html'>We headed to Upstate New York last weekend to visit some friends of ours that are in school at Cornell.  We had SOOO much fun, mostly just being with them.  We did go apple picking and to Palmyra.  With Fall scenery like this, we couldn't help but take pictures...LOTS of pics. (consider that your warning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know this picture is blurry, but I love his expression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfFP6LhtiI/AAAAAAAACsI/9sirHwGZeBc/s1600/P9259540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523600345099515426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfFP6LhtiI/AAAAAAAACsI/9sirHwGZeBc/s400/P9259540.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a better pic, with an equally cute expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfFPiG01FI/AAAAAAAACsA/gPAftErfV10/s1600/P9259541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523600338637345874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfFPiG01FI/AAAAAAAACsA/gPAftErfV10/s400/P9259541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christian, climbing the fence at Joseph Smith's Farm.  It was clear Christian would have loved life there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfFPfdeLmI/AAAAAAAACr4/b6r1fMInfJA/s1600/P9259552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523600337927024226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfFPfdeLmI/AAAAAAAACr4/b6r1fMInfJA/s400/P9259552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523599969127064274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfE6BktYtI/AAAAAAAACrQ/03_4lijjiDs/s400/P9269580.JPG" /&gt;One word to describe Palmyra: AMAZING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We loved it.  We just couldn't believe that we were where the church was restored.  It was a perfect trip to take after our Jerusalem trip and every bit as neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Sacred Grove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523598256613199074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfDWV9ljOI/AAAAAAAACrI/OrUYo4StLlo/s400/P9269611.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids waiting outside the farmhouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523598254632995298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfDWOleCeI/AAAAAAAACrA/dPB_HJ2mLPw/s400/P9269603.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523598247141752386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfDVyravkI/AAAAAAAACq4/nehZqipVwfg/s400/P9269602.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was Joseph Smith's second house that was essentially sold out from under them.  There were places shown in the house where Joseph hid the plates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523597980245891106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfDGQafGCI/AAAAAAAACqw/T5axUqcLOvc/s400/P9269597.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523597981616618706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfDGVhSvNI/AAAAAAAACqo/yDurqmVOD_M/s400/P9269595.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hill Cumorah and the Temple.  You drive back behind the Temple to get to the  Hill Cumorah memorial site.  It is a beautiful view, but all I could think about was who risks their life each week to mow the lawn on the hill in front of it.  Seriously the steepest hill of groomed grass I have EVER seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523597979534538754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfDGNw4uAI/AAAAAAAACqg/ik-_PVlEhXs/s400/P9269592.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Joseph's first house.  It was so small.  In Joseph's room there were two double beds, three boys in each bed.  Joseph was seventeen at the time.  That would have been one squished bed!  There was also a bible on their kitchen table that they studied and it struck me how naturally spiritual they were.  They really were seeking rightousness and truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523597971000556402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfDFt-Oe3I/AAAAAAAACqY/LFZsvxUyRQY/s400/P9269590.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This would be my little angel in between activities. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523597965937815890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfDFbHLMVI/AAAAAAAACqQ/31xHgJl1smk/s400/P9269586.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Corn feild off of the church and Peter Whitmer's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523597599774117426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfCwHC8jjI/AAAAAAAACqI/HM9_Fdry3sk/s400/P9269575.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523597594242233090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfCvycCswI/AAAAAAAACqA/zIJIgF5U1kQ/s400/P9269569.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523597591510488594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfCvoQvlhI/AAAAAAAACp4/_ZsGQmfpo_s/s400/P9269562.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523597592054898562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfCvqSin4I/AAAAAAAACpw/h525GxdLt_Q/s400/P9269560.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523597585172964530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfCvQpwpLI/AAAAAAAACpo/zEjSLZfYyz8/s400/P9269556.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apple and pumpkin picking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That would be the same big bertha previously posted about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523599981064041314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfE6uCtM2I/AAAAAAAACrg/hjo64QUOC44/s400/P9259516.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfCXCvitAI/AAAAAAAACpg/3X2oZw4eQJ4/s1600/P9259485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523597169122259970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfCXCvitAI/AAAAAAAACpg/3X2oZw4eQJ4/s400/P9259485.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfCJOKwqFI/AAAAAAAACpY/7LQw8WICCdA/s1600/P9259508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523596931671042130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfCJOKwqFI/AAAAAAAACpY/7LQw8WICCdA/s400/P9259508.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfCJJY-TNI/AAAAAAAACpQ/M4dgs3JcLl4/s1600/P9259507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523596930388479186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfCJJY-TNI/AAAAAAAACpQ/M4dgs3JcLl4/s400/P9259507.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bennett literally ate about 7 apples that day.  They were so good though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfB5RUH9NI/AAAAAAAACpI/7P-wpTd0wak/s1600/P9259501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523596657637717202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfB5RUH9NI/AAAAAAAACpI/7P-wpTd0wak/s400/P9259501.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfB5NSkF7I/AAAAAAAACpA/o9hK8DKI1gk/s1600/P9259500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523596656557430706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfB5NSkF7I/AAAAAAAACpA/o9hK8DKI1gk/s400/P9259500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Not much cuter than these last two...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfB47htELI/AAAAAAAACo4/hdSV4C6zyqw/s1600/P9259489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523596651789095090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfB47htELI/AAAAAAAACo4/hdSV4C6zyqw/s400/P9259489.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfB4ZyJC8I/AAAAAAAACoo/Dwebk0hXXt8/s1600/P9259480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523596642731232194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfB4ZyJC8I/AAAAAAAACoo/Dwebk0hXXt8/s400/P9259480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks so much Chad and Melissa! We had so much fun and can't wait until we get to visit with you guys again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-1066458321742818988?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/1066458321742818988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=1066458321742818988&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1066458321742818988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1066458321742818988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/10/upstate.html' title='Upstate'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKfFP6LhtiI/AAAAAAAACsI/9sirHwGZeBc/s72-c/P9259540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-5251311024709973412</id><published>2010-09-27T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T18:07:23.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Peek.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is just a peek into our weekend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKE--hLOQmI/AAAAAAAACog/YV-ecHWu2vw/s1600/P9259522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521763861911192162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKE--hLOQmI/AAAAAAAACog/YV-ecHWu2vw/s400/P9259522.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just hanging out, balancing 40 lb. pumpkins on our heads...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-5251311024709973412?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/5251311024709973412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=5251311024709973412&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/5251311024709973412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/5251311024709973412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/09/peek.html' title='A Peek.'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TKE--hLOQmI/AAAAAAAACog/YV-ecHWu2vw/s72-c/P9259522.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-3176995923494999460</id><published>2010-09-22T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T18:36:07.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Compare the Hair</title><content type='html'>Bennett is one stinkin cute kiddo.  No disputing that.  He is just hair-less.  He's bald.  He has had 2 haircuts in his life and they both included only removing the mullet growing slightly longer in the back and on the sides.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519912378341778546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TJqrD_ZX5HI/AAAAAAAACoY/JcpYBvP_qDw/s400/P9159465.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind all that much.  Less upkeep, right?  But, I was fairly certain my other two kids had quite a bit of hair at his age.  So I looked back at some old pics.  Bennett is just about 21 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Ava at 21 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TJqrDehgbcI/AAAAAAAACoQ/o28Eg8R5IZQ/s1600/111641206_november+2006+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519912369517522370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TJqrDehgbcI/AAAAAAAACoQ/o28Eg8R5IZQ/s400/111641206_november+2006+047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ummm...to her shoulders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christian 21 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519911118196735762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TJqp6o_YfxI/AAAAAAAACoA/yzswSy6y314/s400/nov+2008+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice thick, full head of hair.  AND only a few weeks earlier it looked like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TJqp68UdSXI/AAAAAAAACoI/w4QvMCLXTuU/s1600/oct+2008+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519911123385403762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TJqp68UdSXI/AAAAAAAACoI/w4QvMCLXTuU/s400/oct+2008+059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and that was with haircuts (even on the top).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point proven.  Thus he is our hair-less wonder.  But I love that hair-less kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-3176995923494999460?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/3176995923494999460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=3176995923494999460&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/3176995923494999460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/3176995923494999460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/09/compare-hair.html' title='Compare the Hair'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TJqrD_ZX5HI/AAAAAAAACoY/JcpYBvP_qDw/s72-c/P9159465.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-7662812244310617240</id><published>2010-09-22T17:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T18:07:47.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love-Hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christian has a love-hate relationship with preschool.  Last week was his first.  He was so excited.  I heard his little feet coming running down the stairs Tuesday morning followed by, "we godda huwwy.  i got school today."  He insisted on wearing his soccer jersey, which made is daddy proud.  I wasn't about to ruffle any feathers, so I let him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519904107703488706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TJqjik3i0MI/AAAAAAAACm4/qTN2Xb4qILo/s400/P9149430.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The picture below is technically his second day, but he is wearing normal clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519904111744034418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TJqjiz64pnI/AAAAAAAACnA/tw3-IxsM2Ts/s400/P9169475.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfortunately, the excitement lasted until we actually got to the school and he saw another little girl crying and realized that we were leaving.  It didn't help that I got parent of the year by showing up at 9:20, which is early enough for him to get settled before a 9:30 class, of course his is a 9:00 class.  Good one mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So drop off is getting better.  There haven't been tears since the first day.  He is happy as a clam when we pick him up and thrilled to teach us his new songs and show us his art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On another note.  I headed to a little farm close by with some friends and snapped a few of the boys.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TJqkC7zNyxI/AAAAAAAACnw/iLHu1Zj2gsk/s1600/P9159469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519904663615163154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TJqkC7zNyxI/AAAAAAAACnw/iLHu1Zj2gsk/s400/P9159469.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TJqkCs_BeSI/AAAAAAAACno/mPA5ha_jl0w/s1600/P9159455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519904659638155554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TJqkCs_BeSI/AAAAAAAACno/mPA5ha_jl0w/s400/P9159455.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There has been a request for a few of our hair-less wonder.  So here you go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TJqjj1RRfaI/AAAAAAAACnY/8dR6ltHbIFo/s1600/P9159462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519904129286241698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TJqjj1RRfaI/AAAAAAAACnY/8dR6ltHbIFo/s400/P9159462.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519904120494417906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TJqjjUhI5_I/AAAAAAAACnQ/KYQamO-DTm0/s400/P9159453.jpg" /&gt; (don't be deceived by that smile.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/724349820983859557-7662812244310617240?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/7662812244310617240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=7662812244310617240&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/7662812244310617240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/7662812244310617240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-hate.html' title='Love-Hate'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TJqjik3i0MI/AAAAAAAACm4/qTN2Xb4qILo/s72-c/P9149430.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-1175919731262387200</id><published>2010-09-10T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T18:17:27.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuesday was Ava's first day of Kindergarten.  I cried.  Her preschool was a co-op so I was more than involved.  I would walk into her classroom everyday, I saw how everything worked, I even got to see how Ava listened to directions (or didn't ;)).  I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;Ava was so excited to go.  As you can see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515452897274678786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TIrTMB10zgI/AAAAAAAACmY/z5QwafKR-tw/s400/September+2010+118.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here she is infront of her new school...all smiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515452908630867794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TIrTMsJWf1I/AAAAAAAACmg/Az3GpuNz0jM/s400/September+2010+119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Things changed slightly when we got inside and she realized she didn't know anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515452925104789634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TIrTNphCmII/AAAAAAAACmw/BFUGVngD7y0/s400/September+2010+121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, unlike preschool, the kids lined up in the hall (with an aid mind you, not the teacher) until it was time for class to start.  The teacher came out and asked the kids to come in and off they walked.  I didn't even get to say, "Hi Ms. Perillo, I am Ava's mom...blah, blah, blah."  I tried to peek into the room through the window with a few other teary-eyed mom's, but we were soon sent away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515452917223027794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TIrTNMJ4dFI/AAAAAAAACmo/ZijblfCmYB0/s400/September+2010+120.jpg" /&gt; So there you have it.  She is practically grown up now.  She even told me today that she knew her way in...and I didn't need to walk her to her line-up spot.  So I sadly let her.  Then Christian, Bennett and I walked in and peeked on her to make sure she made it.  It satisfied both myself and Christian.  It has definitely made me think of whether I have taught her well enough to make good choices on her own when most other kids might not be making good choices.  My full-time teaching job is over for her.  Now I am down to part-time and next year will even be less.  I guess you just have to make the time more important now.&lt;br /&gt;With all this said and all the sadness I've had this week, 3 hours can go by pretty quick.  It is really nice to have one-on-one time with Christian since Bennett naps.  Christian starts school on Tuesday and is very excited.  Although, he and Bennett were both ready to follow Ava right into class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TIrTLmGNCpI/AAAAAAAACmQ/Y58XAUWF17A/s1600/September+2010+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515452889827183250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TIrTLmGNCpI/AAAAAAAACmQ/Y58XAUWF17A/s400/September+2010+123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, and in case you were worried, Ava made friends right away and LOVES school.  They had Thursday off for the Jewish Holiday and she was very upset.  ...Hope it lasts :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-1175919731262387200?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/1175919731262387200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=1175919731262387200&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1175919731262387200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1175919731262387200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/09/tuesday-was-avas-first-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TIrTMB10zgI/AAAAAAAACmY/z5QwafKR-tw/s72-c/September+2010+118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-1183632570792910054</id><published>2010-08-10T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T18:45:15.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really try to live life for the time being, not always waiting for the next great thing to happen.  You know, like a vacation or big plans or whatever you are excited about.  You know, carpe diem.  Don't get me wrong, I love anticipating such things, but I try to keep an everyday focus on reality and to be happy with life as it is.  With that said, I am so ECSTATIC to move.  Here are a few reasons why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reason Number 1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To escape the ghetto. Okay, Okay, we don't really live in the ghetto (or at least the ghetto of Hackensack) but it is not the part of New Jersey that is easy to fall in love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reason Number 2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To have the sweet, sweet reunion to all of our belongings. Camera chargers (which will lead to a working camera, which will lead to pictures), kids outdoor toys, our own furniture (so I don't have to go ballistic every time our kids put grubby hands on the couch), oh, and of course our own pots and pans (although I have finally figured out how to cook an egg on them and more importantly I'm able to get the egg off).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reason Number 3:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although it goes along with number 2 it definitely deserves it's own spotlight. Food. Our current weekly menu goes something like this: salad, chicken salad lettuce wraps, tacos, spaghetti, vegetable pasta. repeat. repeat. repeat. It will be a good day when I get to see my spices again. I know, I could have bought more, but who wants to spend the money and end up with 2 bottles of cumin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503955339813946226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TGH6OGk5g3I/AAAAAAAACmA/SHrGdiVhdK8/s400/magnetic%2520kitchen%2520spice%2520rack.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reason Number 4:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To get down from the 10th floor of a high-rise. We do have a decent view of Manhattan, but the claustrophobia that I feel trumps that, big time. I probably wouldn't do well in the city itself...at least with kids. It is a serious pain to get out of this building with three kids, especially if I want to carry something else with me. I will say, I think we have mastered it though. Bennett even knows right where to turn, which stairs he needs me to hold him for, which elevator buttons to push, and where to stop and watch for cars.&lt;br /&gt;Reason Number 5:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My kids are far too familiar with word world, mickey mouse clubhouse and dinosaur train, to name a few.  Far too familiar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reason Number 6:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, all this complaining is getting old so I'm going to get to the point. About 45 days ago we decided to buy a house. Unfortunately, they then make you wait until you are completely insane before they allow you to step foot in this said house. Therefore all decorating ideas I have come up with, and there have been many, will probably change once we are actually in the house.  But, we are SOOO ready to move into our new house, paint the walls, unload our stuff and make it our own. We close on Thursday. Then, of course we are refinishing the floors and therefore have another week before we move in, but at least we can visit and do a few things here and there.  Here are some shots of the backyard.  It is a little over grown  and the grass is a little clovery, but very quaint.  We probably have 30+ different types of trees in our yard.  I love it.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503955331639867330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TGH6NoIC98I/AAAAAAAACl4/g_bSqFpTo2I/s400/963681955_045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503955326444917170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TGH6NUxeUbI/AAAAAAAAClw/gy0dEI78mDw/s400/963681836_043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I clearly have not been very good at my CARPE DIEM idea, right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-1183632570792910054?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/1183632570792910054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=1183632570792910054&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1183632570792910054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1183632570792910054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/08/reasons.html' title='Reasons'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TGH6OGk5g3I/AAAAAAAACmA/SHrGdiVhdK8/s72-c/magnetic%2520kitchen%2520spice%2520rack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-9132477832564950205</id><published>2010-08-02T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T10:36:40.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(witty title here)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just sat for a good minute thinking of a witty title for this post, but alas, nothing.  Man, I am rusty.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Things have been slow lately.  It has seemed like we will never close on our house.  But we are finally only 10 days from closing.  Jon, Sara and Kate came from London to help us pass time.  It was beyond great.  I did my very best to convince them to move here with us, unsuccessfully I believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a glance at some of our lazy days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What are they looking at? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TFb4Zz8EwNI/AAAAAAAAClo/p7ljKz6GHYI/s1600/950731235_dsc03060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500857117202235602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TFb4Zz8EwNI/AAAAAAAAClo/p7ljKz6GHYI/s400/950731235_dsc03060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TFb4Zo3qpbI/AAAAAAAAClg/aPOYgexnBTY/s1600/950731655_dsc03064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500857114230957490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TFb4Zo3qpbI/AAAAAAAAClg/aPOYgexnBTY/s400/950731655_dsc03064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once Jon got here there was a LOT of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TFb4ZCog24I/AAAAAAAAClY/QHUe1d0q3UY/s1600/950732420_dsc03069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500857103966854018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TFb4ZCog24I/AAAAAAAAClY/QHUe1d0q3UY/s400/950732420_dsc03069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Showing off their new bedding, or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TFb4Yx4IxZI/AAAAAAAAClQ/UaQe44z9wS0/s1600/950733137_dsc03076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500857099468981650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TFb4Yx4IxZI/AAAAAAAAClQ/UaQe44z9wS0/s400/950733137_dsc03076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heading to the lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500857087474031762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TFb4YFMUXJI/AAAAAAAAClI/C6tMFj9XkQg/s400/950734210_dsc03080.jpg" /&gt;Bennett was so nice to Kate the whole time.  He would just pat her head.  He was trying to let me know he is ready for a sibling.  It didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TFb2lsnLdMI/AAAAAAAAClA/hdAog7IB1XQ/s1600/950734434_dsc03082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500855122370720962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TFb2lsnLdMI/AAAAAAAAClA/hdAog7IB1XQ/s400/950734434_dsc03082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kate could have played in the sand hours.  Actually I think she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TFb2kLJeTHI/AAAAAAAACk4/FiaNs6LKWt8/s1600/950743345_dsc03109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500855096207887474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TFb2kLJeTHI/AAAAAAAACk4/FiaNs6LKWt8/s400/950743345_dsc03109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Swimming with daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TFb2iQ65sKI/AAAAAAAACkw/SvDu23JIIQQ/s1600/950735919_dsc03088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500855063397642402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TFb2iQ65sKI/AAAAAAAACkw/SvDu23JIIQQ/s400/950735919_dsc03088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With a little motivation from having a new audience Christian mastered the HIGH-DIVE.  Seriously?  He's barely 3.5.  I love how he has to put his hands in diving position and keep them together until he lands in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TFb2gvj6m5I/AAAAAAAACko/qpPgFVauD5E/s1600/950743711_dsc03111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500855037262994322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TFb2gvj6m5I/AAAAAAAACko/qpPgFVauD5E/s400/950743711_dsc03111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava also got up the guts to go off the diving board.  No high-dive for this smart cookie.  She is swimming SO well.  Who would have guessed that a year ago?  Not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TFb2fCgRXqI/AAAAAAAACkg/YaNOQJBpNl8/s1600/950743885_dsc03112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500855007988244130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TFb2fCgRXqI/AAAAAAAACkg/YaNOQJBpNl8/s400/950743885_dsc03112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So Jon, Sara and Kate remember all these good times?...please oh please come back...for good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-9132477832564950205?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/9132477832564950205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=9132477832564950205&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/9132477832564950205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/9132477832564950205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/08/witty-title-here.html' title='(witty title here)'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TFb4Zz8EwNI/AAAAAAAAClo/p7ljKz6GHYI/s72-c/950731235_dsc03060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-8365301499227142075</id><published>2010-07-07T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T06:18:26.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new house</title><content type='html'>After debating back and forth about whether to rent or buy while we are here in NJ, we finally settled on buying this...(drum roll please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TDR8ER9DYyI/AAAAAAAACkY/fm9RJ0rsCBQ/s1600/house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491150258652275490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TDR8ER9DYyI/AAAAAAAACkY/fm9RJ0rsCBQ/s400/house.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We absolutely love this little colonial for our first house.  It is super old, built in 1922, which makes it very charming, but the inspection went pretty well too.  We don't get in for about a month so I will show you all around then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-8365301499227142075?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/8365301499227142075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=8365301499227142075&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8365301499227142075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8365301499227142075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-new-house.html' title='Our new house'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TDR8ER9DYyI/AAAAAAAACkY/fm9RJ0rsCBQ/s72-c/house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-1699438849366541383</id><published>2010-06-06T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T19:00:46.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Times</title><content type='html'>We spent the last month and a half before we moved in Utah.  Summer is great in Utah, the kids run throughout the neighborhood, the temperature is perfect (besides the few snow storms that occurred while we were there), and there is super company.  Here are some of the best times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We rarely see rainbows like this in California.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxPFu982aI/AAAAAAAACkQ/YuRnw2DdYUE/s1600/874705512_img_1772_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479841806528862626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxPFu982aI/AAAAAAAACkQ/YuRnw2DdYUE/s400/874705512_img_1772_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christian was playing under my dad's desk and next thing I knew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxPFG5cXzI/AAAAAAAACkI/tosBxciVn3Q/s1600/874705685_img_1780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479841795772538674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxPFG5cXzI/AAAAAAAACkI/tosBxciVn3Q/s400/874705685_img_1780.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom and I were doing stuff when we realized we didn't know where the B man was.  We walked into the kitchen to find him sitting on the counter, pointing at my mom's coke saying, "Dat" as if to inform us of what he just drank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxOuuU-LJI/AAAAAAAACkA/JGP9u6xAeUs/s1600/874705829_img_1784_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479841411219991698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxOuuU-LJI/AAAAAAAACkA/JGP9u6xAeUs/s400/874705829_img_1784_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am pretty confident that some of Christian's favorite times were "working with papa".  Every Saturday he would work with papa.  He went with him to the nursery to buy plants, went to the store with him, but I think his favorite was working in the yard with him.  He chose "working with papa" over a lot of other fun activities.  Once Ava and Bennett saw how much fun he was having, they wanted to join in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxOuDPOwAI/AAAAAAAACj4/ob2SrEP8GS8/s1600/874714018_img_1816_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479841399653187586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxOuDPOwAI/AAAAAAAACj4/ob2SrEP8GS8/s400/874714018_img_1816_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxOtiCVhyI/AAAAAAAACjw/YoZTOuCIFz4/s1600/874714527_img_1822_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479841390740735778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxOtiCVhyI/AAAAAAAACjw/YoZTOuCIFz4/s400/874714527_img_1822_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxOtUlPXsI/AAAAAAAACjo/XbDHL3DmQWk/s1600/874713924_img_1815_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479841387129036482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxOtUlPXsI/AAAAAAAACjo/XbDHL3DmQWk/s400/874713924_img_1815_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxOsuIREuI/AAAAAAAACjg/om3rPEPccmI/s1600/874715288_img_1831_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479841376806965986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxOsuIREuI/AAAAAAAACjg/om3rPEPccmI/s400/874715288_img_1831_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxNdrR7OxI/AAAAAAAACjY/k4UHoQsed60/s1600/874715501_img_1834_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479840018832505618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxNdrR7OxI/AAAAAAAACjY/k4UHoQsed60/s400/874715501_img_1834_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxNdNIdn9I/AAAAAAAACjQ/A8sJbd6bdh8/s1600/874715647_img_1836_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479840010739752914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxNdNIdn9I/AAAAAAAACjQ/A8sJbd6bdh8/s400/874715647_img_1836_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally got to meet baby Stephen.  I have been best of friends with Emily for 25 years.  We now both have kids.  My kids loved Stephen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxNcrsmDNI/AAAAAAAACjI/3F69RUbUElA/s1600/874715749_img_1837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479840001764494546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxNcrsmDNI/AAAAAAAACjI/3F69RUbUElA/s400/874715749_img_1837.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxNcVJ5r1I/AAAAAAAACjA/MLPQtHGJWMQ/s1600/874715855_img_1838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479839995713400658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxNcVJ5r1I/AAAAAAAACjA/MLPQtHGJWMQ/s400/874715855_img_1838.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is super cute and I loved seeing Em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxNbzJD7fI/AAAAAAAACi4/N-b5OJPNWY8/s1600/874716290_img_1842_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479839986583072242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxNbzJD7fI/AAAAAAAACi4/N-b5OJPNWY8/s400/874716290_img_1842_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We miss our time in Utah already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-1699438849366541383?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/1699438849366541383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=1699438849366541383&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1699438849366541383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1699438849366541383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/06/good-times.html' title='Good Times'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxPFu982aI/AAAAAAAACkQ/YuRnw2DdYUE/s72-c/874705512_img_1772_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-8248178599670262</id><published>2010-06-06T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T18:28:25.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A while back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We came to visit our area in NJ (before the move).  So went into the city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxIlFdzRMI/AAAAAAAACiw/r4jBaUJYQ28/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479834648562582722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxIlFdzRMI/AAAAAAAACiw/r4jBaUJYQ28/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxIkwmEhFI/AAAAAAAACio/MnPSCDC4XGc/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479834642960122962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxIkwmEhFI/AAAAAAAACio/MnPSCDC4XGc/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We brought Grandma Nancy to help us out.  It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxIkQf09SI/AAAAAAAACig/De2WAmSBchQ/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479834634344002850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxIkQf09SI/AAAAAAAACig/De2WAmSBchQ/s400/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids thought the big buildings were the coolest thing in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxHYh97hfI/AAAAAAAACiY/KCuq4I68iLU/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479833333363607026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxHYh97hfI/AAAAAAAACiY/KCuq4I68iLU/s400/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought these kids were the cutest thing in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxHYXComVI/AAAAAAAACiQ/3EqwAxZVlIw/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479833330430548306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxHYXComVI/AAAAAAAACiQ/3EqwAxZVlIw/s400/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxHYPPHEWI/AAAAAAAACiI/Rj6EBYL5rmQ/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479833328335393122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxHYPPHEWI/AAAAAAAACiI/Rj6EBYL5rmQ/s400/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxHXpyqm_I/AAAAAAAACiA/YcmtaXL-2jk/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479833318283975666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxHXpyqm_I/AAAAAAAACiA/YcmtaXL-2jk/s400/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxHXFhUc7I/AAAAAAAACh4/Jz-utLUUv_M/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479833308547543986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxHXFhUc7I/AAAAAAAACh4/Jz-utLUUv_M/s400/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/724349820983859557-8248178599670262?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/8248178599670262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=8248178599670262&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8248178599670262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8248178599670262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/06/while-back.html' title='A while back...'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TAxIlFdzRMI/AAAAAAAACiw/r4jBaUJYQ28/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-911117991967349099</id><published>2010-06-01T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T08:48:25.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Twins are 30!</title><content type='html'>Ty is doing all these things to do with 30 to go along with his new age.  So here are 30 of my favorite things about Ty.&lt;br /&gt;1. He's anal.  "Did you check this, did you call her..."  Although this can be incredibly annoying at times, it has save us more times than not. &lt;br /&gt;2.  He is very self motivated. &lt;br /&gt;3.  He is a lover of cheese and is convinced he would also be a lover of wine, if he ever tasted it.  So he substitutes with Newman's Own grape juice.&lt;br /&gt;4.  He prides himself on being a good driver, which he is (except for the time he made my mom so carsick she threw up upon arrival :)).&lt;br /&gt;5.  He is a great dad and has the sweetest relationship with each of his kids.&lt;br /&gt;6.  He is genuinely excited to get Bennett out of his crib after every nap or every morning.&lt;br /&gt;7.  He used to sleep lying flat on his back with no pillow, until he claims that Jon and I ridiculed him enough to make him change.  Every bad night of him sleeping on his side is blamed on us :)  He is trying to return to his old ways.&lt;br /&gt;8.  He talks to his twin everyday.  At least they did when they were in the same country and I believe they still would.  They are best friends.&lt;br /&gt;9.  He doesn't LOVE his job, but still works really hard to be good at it.&lt;br /&gt;10.  He is very creative and usually is the genius behind my products.&lt;br /&gt;11.  He aspires to be a handy man and fix up his house or maybe just finish the basement of that house (the house that we will own one day).&lt;br /&gt;12.  He is not very prideful, but VERY prideful about his kids.&lt;br /&gt;13.  And maybe his title as winner of the dance-off at the 80's Prom we went to a few years back.&lt;br /&gt;14.  Tyler would prefer a steak at my dad's over going to almost any restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;15.  He thinks one of the funniest words in the English language is "Bastard".&lt;br /&gt;16.  He doesn't say it a whole lot...only on special occasions.&lt;br /&gt;17.  He cuts our boys hair, and is pretty good at it.  I let him cut mine once.  He was not good at it.&lt;br /&gt;18.  Tyler is a very committed person.&lt;br /&gt;19.  He loves to cook out, particularly in a dutch oven.&lt;br /&gt;20.  He loves a good game of cards and resents that the last two trips to Utah cards have not been played.&lt;br /&gt;21.  He loves to shop at Costco.  He'll even take the kids with him if it means he'll get to Costco.&lt;br /&gt;22.  He played the clarinet as a kid.  He once practiced so much for his recital and when his performance time came he would try to blow no sound came out.&lt;br /&gt;23.  He loves me.&lt;br /&gt;24.  He is solid in his beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;25.  He is not judgemental, but rather very respectful and intrigued by others views, opinions, beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;26.  Tyler is a wonderful teacher and enjoys doing it.  I think he should be a professor.  He favorite job was teaching in the MTC.&lt;br /&gt;27.  Of all the bodily fluids and what not that children release, he hate boogers the worst.&lt;br /&gt;28.  He will watch the Bachelor/Bachelorette with me.  He only comments on how stupid the show is for the first half of the season AND during the finale. &lt;br /&gt;29.  He is so supportive to me.  He allows me to grow and develop, doing the things that I want to.&lt;br /&gt;30.  He is a rock star dad.  Our kids love him.&lt;br /&gt;I asked the kids their favorites things about daddy:&lt;br /&gt;He loves us&lt;br /&gt;He makes us special birthday parties&lt;br /&gt;He takes us to the park&lt;br /&gt;His kisses.  I second that one ;)&lt;br /&gt;He saves us from bad guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 30th Birthday Ty!  We love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ode to the twin&lt;br /&gt;Jon is pretty great, too.  So here's to you.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Gog, Uncle Dog (depending on the child you ask)&lt;br /&gt;He is not anal.&lt;br /&gt;He is equally as prideful about his daughter.&lt;br /&gt;He also loves us (in a very brother-in-law/uncle sort of way) and has worked as a "stand-in husband/father" for us. &lt;br /&gt;He understands Ty and helps him a lot and visa-versa.&lt;br /&gt;He plays name calling with my kids and they love it.  (Christian favorite thing about gog is that he calls him pumpkin head.  Ava's is that he says funny things.)&lt;br /&gt;Christian still wonders why he has two dads.&lt;br /&gt;When he comes to visit he spends all his time focusing on the kids.&lt;br /&gt;We would be perfectly happy living next to them our whole lives.&lt;br /&gt;We are glad to have uncle dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Uncle Gog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-911117991967349099?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/911117991967349099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=911117991967349099&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/911117991967349099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/911117991967349099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/06/twins-are-30.html' title='The Twins are 30!'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-8368839042829059559</id><published>2010-05-28T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T16:34:49.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camel Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are a few classic Egypt pictures that I didn't have in my last Egypt post.  Funny how they all include camels.  Not only is it weird to be driving down the street and see a camel as the passenger in the car over...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TABOWKHxo1I/AAAAAAAACho/rotjR1f22B0/s1600/874329566_img_1975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476463289463579474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TABOWKHxo1I/AAAAAAAACho/rotjR1f22B0/s400/874329566_img_1975.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but it is even weirder to see how they transport them.  Yes, in the back of a pick up truck, tied down, because if they stood up they would be three times the size of that puny truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TABOVnJGupI/AAAAAAAAChg/YULvZvkdU9w/s1600/874328344_img_1974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476463280073915026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TABOVnJGupI/AAAAAAAAChg/YULvZvkdU9w/s400/874328344_img_1974.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler's great friend, the gimpy camel.  Every third step of our 15 minute ride Tyler almost fell off the front of this camel due to the camel's leg almost giving out.  This picture was obviously taken before he knew this fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TABOVM_5-NI/AAAAAAAAChY/Qhd7JQyGtfs/s1600/874269573_img_1879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476463273056008402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TABOVM_5-NI/AAAAAAAAChY/Qhd7JQyGtfs/s400/874269573_img_1879.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one is just a great picture of all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TABOUu2PHXI/AAAAAAAAChQ/E4UXzf6Ojts/s1600/874267383_img_1876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476463264962387314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TABOUu2PHXI/AAAAAAAAChQ/E4UXzf6Ojts/s400/874267383_img_1876.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh, and I forgot to mention throughout my sulking from my last post, we can see the Empire State Building from our apt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-8368839042829059559?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/8368839042829059559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=8368839042829059559&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8368839042829059559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8368839042829059559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/05/camel-friends.html' title='Camel Friends'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/TABOWKHxo1I/AAAAAAAACho/rotjR1f22B0/s72-c/874329566_img_1975.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-4141005697025918910</id><published>2010-05-28T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T07:33:18.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A week</title><content type='html'>We have almost been in NJ for a week. It has been an interesting week. Here are a few details. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Plane ride over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No TV's for kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was using the nice little "get sick" bags they provide in your front seat pocket. Therefore, Ty had all 3 kids without a movie. They were actually pretty good, right Ty?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got here Saturday night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our apt is actually pretty big, which is nice, but with a few little problems. No bakeware, balcony door doesn't open, leaky toilet, and NO HIGHCHAIR. (all of which have been taken care of).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had to search for a corporate housing apt with 3 bedrooms for us and the only one they could find is not in the greatest of towns.  We also had no food and no car. We had to walk to a market (if you want to call it that-more like a 7-11)...we were slightly nervous during our walk. Ty was ready to get us moved the next day. But we woke up and things seemed a ton better so we will deal with not walking the neighborhood at night for the next couple months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got ready for church and called about our rental car reservation, which they had not reserved until Monday. After getting the car re-set-up church was half over. We got out of our church clothes and went to Costco. We then had to explain to the kids why were shopping on Sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We drove around and saw how beautiful the area we will be living in and it made us feel tons better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Monday came. Ty headed to work. Ty found out that he entered during a "busy" week. Most weeks he will have very normal hours. But every couple months he will have a busy week. He got home at 1am last night. awesome.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All our temporary housing boxes arrive Monday as well.  Not exactly all of them.  We didn't get any of our spices, sauces and baking good that were supposed to be sent to us.  Hmmm...what to make for dinner?  Anyone with simple recipes calling for salt and pepper only?  Although, what difference does it make, I don't have anything to bake it in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been at home taking the kids swimming and to the park. We have had only minor problems...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ava opened a door at the pool and her entire big toenail came off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of blood and tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the B man has the big D to all extremes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one wants to deal with this...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476321996792388466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S__N115323I/AAAAAAAACgw/kCgr6guTe7c/s400/ittybittyimprints.jpg" /&gt;Then, an hour later, find this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476321273194442066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S__NLuSrbVI/AAAAAAAACgg/GLOytyKG7VM/s400/poop2.jpg" /&gt;That same day, we were headed to the park.  On our way to the parking garage, which is a quick 3 elevator rides away (usually done with 3 kids and a mountain of stuff to carry), we met this door.  Ava met the door more personally as she tried to run through the side window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S__NL7xIikI/AAAAAAAACgo/bimO0-xC394/s1600/thedoor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476321276811840066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S__NL7xIikI/AAAAAAAACgo/bimO0-xC394/s400/thedoor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More blood and tears. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S__NLbbxfII/AAAAAAAACgY/FHwSc23ZAk4/s1600/bloody+nose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476321268132314242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S__NLbbxfII/AAAAAAAACgY/FHwSc23ZAk4/s400/bloody+nose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We did go to the park and I met a friend.  Of course, I may have talked to a tree at that point. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before Ty left for work today, he mentioned that we wouldn't be able to celebrate his 30th birthday on Tuesday, his actual birthday.  He has a banquet to go to that night.  Sweet.  It is not like his party is the only thing I have on my look-forward-to list.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This sounds like a downer post.  In reality, I have been laughing the whole time.  It is going to be great here.  We just need to get in the groove and what not.  Anyway,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What a week!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-4141005697025918910?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/4141005697025918910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=4141005697025918910&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/4141005697025918910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/4141005697025918910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/05/week.html' title='A week'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S__N115323I/AAAAAAAACgw/kCgr6guTe7c/s72-c/ittybittyimprints.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-6496827925665684090</id><published>2010-05-14T22:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T20:05:02.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Egypt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We just returned from an amazing and exhausting trip to the Middle East with our good friends, the Picketts.  It was seriously NON-STOP!  We saw Egypt in 2 1/2 days, which, as wonderful as Egypt is, was enough for me.  That may have had something to do with the fact that I was hungry the entire 2 1/2 days because I didn't dare eat anything.  We did see all the things we learned about Egypt in Elementary school.  Here is a brief (only compared to the total pics I have on smugmug) summary of those short days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Pyramids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DBKJxjW3I/AAAAAAAACgI/r_pIR5he-oQ/s1600/859851491_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DBKJxjW3I/AAAAAAAACgI/r_pIR5he-oQ/s400/859851491_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472085927421762418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am pretty sure I sang "Arabian Nights" from Alladin and "Walk like and Egyptian" the entire time I was there.  Which is exactly what we were doing below. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DBJ0JGA3I/AAAAAAAACgA/OfY7klgkhnY/s1600/859853708_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DBJ0JGA3I/AAAAAAAACgA/OfY7klgkhnY/s400/859853708_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472085921614922610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amazing view as we rode camels across sand dune hills.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DBI7MC-CI/AAAAAAAACfw/41YFUc72hFA/s1600/859854657_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DBI7MC-CI/AAAAAAAACfw/41YFUc72hFA/s400/859854657_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472085906326485026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DBIbFhdNI/AAAAAAAACfo/uP9Qm8AsKLQ/s1600/859856764_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DBIbFhdNI/AAAAAAAACfo/uP9Qm8AsKLQ/s400/859856764_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472085897709188306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did go into one of the pyramids.  The pyramids are definitely cooler from the outside, but I am glad I did it. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DAsGqcm_I/AAAAAAAACfg/Z0AhBvjJa2c/s1600/859859818_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DAsGqcm_I/AAAAAAAACfg/Z0AhBvjJa2c/s400/859859818_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472085411190578162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DArnLZVOI/AAAAAAAACfY/JYJSMFtjBts/s1600/859860182_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DArnLZVOI/AAAAAAAACfY/JYJSMFtjBts/s400/859860182_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472085402738840802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty cool spot.  This was before we really got to know the Sphinx...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DAq-OLEXI/AAAAAAAACfQ/EIrUciCn7rk/s1600/859865750_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DAq-OLEXI/AAAAAAAACfQ/EIrUciCn7rk/s400/859865750_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472085391744635250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was after...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DAqeOaiiI/AAAAAAAACfI/fchYVdYWvqA/s1600/859868040_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DAqeOaiiI/AAAAAAAACfI/fchYVdYWvqA/s400/859868040_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472085383155714594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and, as always, Jeff takes it to a whole new level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DAp_TF5DI/AAAAAAAACfA/5zaf3DL9xU0/s1600/859868332_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DAp_TF5DI/AAAAAAAACfA/5zaf3DL9xU0/s400/859868332_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472085374853833778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The step pyramid, and as we establish, the oldest building.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DAR98TbNI/AAAAAAAACe4/b0aFwPbTE9Y/s1600/859873205_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DAR98TbNI/AAAAAAAACe4/b0aFwPbTE9Y/s400/859873205_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472084962172955858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We headed down to Luxor to the Valley of the Kings, where King Tut's tomb is and TONS of other king's tombs are as well.  King Tut's mummy is actually being kept inside his tomb so we got to see him.  Then we went to Queen Hatshepsut's Temple.   This was one of my favorite things because of the story behind it, but I won't give you a history lesson.  It is pretty cool that the walls of the tombs and the temples still had original painted colors, which is crazy.  We are talking like 3500 years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DAROZaFGI/AAAAAAAACew/f85AX0ZGLCg/s1600/859877923_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DAROZaFGI/AAAAAAAACew/f85AX0ZGLCg/s400/859877923_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+084.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472084949410124898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then at the Temple at Karnak, we became one with the sphinx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DAQhrAENI/AAAAAAAACeo/_gq78lWYTas/s1600/859893923_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DAQhrAENI/AAAAAAAACeo/_gq78lWYTas/s400/859893923_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+137.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472084937404322002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DAQCbMMcI/AAAAAAAACeg/wQ5YKSA4SuI/s1600/859894548_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DAQCbMMcI/AAAAAAAACeg/wQ5YKSA4SuI/s400/859894548_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+139.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472084929016508866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DAP2lz46I/AAAAAAAACeY/FAamwuizhY8/s1600/859894886_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DAP2lz46I/AAAAAAAACeY/FAamwuizhY8/s400/859894886_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+140.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472084925839827874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_C_xRvaogI/AAAAAAAACeI/LVkl7HzF2AE/s1600/859895917_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_C_xRvaogI/AAAAAAAACeI/LVkl7HzF2AE/s400/859895917_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472084400551928322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Luxor Temple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_C_wQGyW6I/AAAAAAAACeA/NTYyYKlg3QE/s1600/859901276_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_C_wQGyW6I/AAAAAAAACeA/NTYyYKlg3QE/s400/859901276_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+162.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472084382933212066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Citadel and the Mosque.  We were able to sit in the famous mosque and ask any questions to our Muslim tour guide.  It was really great to hear all about their religion.  There are actually a lot of similarities in our religions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_C_v9WyVlI/AAAAAAAACd4/BbWvCRjHrJg/s1600/859902809_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_C_v9WyVlI/AAAAAAAACd4/BbWvCRjHrJg/s400/859902809_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+167.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472084377900045906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;View from the Mosque.  If it weren't so hazy you could see the pyramids in the distance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_C_vcn-C9I/AAAAAAAACdw/UiarsJJ2vHU/s1600/859906013_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_C_vcn-C9I/AAAAAAAACdw/UiarsJJ2vHU/s400/859906013_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+178.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472084369113746386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Egypt was amazing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-6496827925665684090?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/6496827925665684090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=6496827925665684090&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/6496827925665684090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/6496827925665684090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/05/egypt.html' title='Egypt'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S_DBKJxjW3I/AAAAAAAACgI/r_pIR5he-oQ/s72-c/859851491_2010+-+egypt,+jordan,+israel+trip+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-3776126528998159258</id><published>2010-05-08T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T22:17:31.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons from a Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S-YyHxdMO6I/AAAAAAAACYI/YeDo5S4-XBM/s1600/855665291_bity001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S-YyHxdMO6I/AAAAAAAACYI/YeDo5S4-XBM/s400/855665291_bity001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469113906604293026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;This particular post has been on my mind for about three months now.  Oooo, it's gonna be a good one, right.  Truth is, I've sat down to do this post about three times now and am finally getting any words out.  I guess there is just a lot of emotion behind it, that is all.  So here goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe I have mentioned once or twice that I really enjoy the work that I choose to do.  My business has been wonderful for the past 5 years, although there have been many times I have discredited it, putting myself in the "stay-at-home-mom-making-crafts-into-business" category (the successful side at least).  Well, it wasn't until the beginning of this year that I began to see it all a little different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we decided to move, Tyler and I debated for a long time about how to deal with the business.  I really felt like I wanted someone to have someone run the business for me while I was gone, but I didn't want to sell the whole thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During this time, my friend, Lindsay's little boy suddenly got very sick and passed away within a days time.  Her little Cooper was only 19 months old.  It was tragic, a little boy so full of life taken back to his Heavenly Father at such a young age.  After hearing the shocking news I mentioned to Lindsay that I would be happy to do imprints for Cooper.  I had done his imprints once before when he was a newborn and even featured them &lt;a href="http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-ive-been-up-to.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; on the blog.  I had never done a deceased child before, yet alone a child of someone I care about.  Lindsay gratefully accepted and I was able to join them at the mortuary as they said goodbye to Cooper's little body.  I felt privileged to be with them on that day.  To be able to feel of the love of parents for their only son.  To be able to feel the strong spirit of one righteous little boy.  And to feel the witness of the spirit teaching me many things, one of which is the body's complete insignificance without our spirits.  Lindsay and Patrick amazed me that day and many of the days following.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S-YyHxdMO6I/AAAAAAAACYI/YeDo5S4-XBM/s1600/855665291_bity001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S-YyISw8L7I/AAAAAAAACYQ/20I7ipg6qEk/s400/855670772_bity018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469113915545497522" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S-Y5PKxf21I/AAAAAAAACYo/C_j1JojV5Fs/s400/855680113_bity059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469121730240830290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Is that the perfect background for Cooper's print or what???)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the week following Cooper's death while I was trying to keep my mind focused on the figuring out what to do with my business, Lindsay kept coming to my mind.  I couldn't possibly mention anything to her at such a time in her life, yet at the same time, it was a just the right time to do so.  Luckily for me, Lindsay mentioned one day that if I needed any help with business stuff, she had plenty of time on her hands.  She opened the door and I knew that she would be perfect for it.  Within the next two weeks we had both, Lindsay and I determined that she would be the person to take over my business and become my "partner" (that sounds so official).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent a TON of time with her over the next couple months, teaching her all the ins and outs of the business.  I am so grateful for this time.  Not because I was able to successfully pass off my business, but because I learned and grew, and I made a wonderful friend.  Lindsay is a strong and faithful person and the way she dealt/deals with such a tragedy leaves me in awe.  Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple weeks after Cooper passed away another friend of ours, Jen, delivered a baby that she knew would only have a short life here on this earth.  I was able to do imprints for baby Corinne before she passed away.  I received a similar witness as I did imprints of that baby girl.  Her spirit was so big.  I didn't want to leave that hospital room.  It felt so good to be near her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 5 years of doing imprints I realized that I really have a wonderful job.  I create something that allows people to cherish a moment.  Even though I am blessed with believing in eternal life, remembering these little hands and feet bring joy, and that is pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lindsay is doing fabulous things with the business already.  We had a photo shoot for our products recently.  Here is my head shot and a "partners" photo :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S-Y5QBBdyII/AAAAAAAACY4/5rH-vVUKPzY/s400/855684531_bity078.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469121744803317890" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S-Y5PsPl8yI/AAAAAAAACYw/8UebTltWCOc/s400/855691716_bity102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469121739225428770" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we were saying goodbye to some good friends from California the other day I asked Tyler, "Why are we moving away for a few years??"  As I thought about it, I really believe that this was one of the reasons already portraying itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-3776126528998159258?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/3776126528998159258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=3776126528998159258&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/3776126528998159258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/3776126528998159258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/05/lessons-from-boy.html' title='Lessons from a Boy'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S-YyHxdMO6I/AAAAAAAACYI/YeDo5S4-XBM/s72-c/855665291_bity001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-1727946449664502257</id><published>2010-04-13T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T20:56:29.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbes Avenue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We said goodbye to our life on Forbes Avenue last Friday.  What a sad day.  We sent all our belongings in this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S8kpGe8AeCI/AAAAAAAACYA/HNP9OsbeguI/s1600/BUDD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S8kpGe8AeCI/AAAAAAAACYA/HNP9OsbeguI/s400/BUDD.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460941214524143650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to be reunited with us across the country in a few months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are going to miss California SO much.  I shed many tears as we left this place, for many reasons.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The weather, oh, the weather.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The beauty.  So green, so many trees.  Just beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The convenience.  Any store I want, so close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This list could go on and on, but the real reason I shed tears...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hands down the most wonderful friends. We have experienced a lot the last five years and these "people" are who have been there with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Helped us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laughed with us/cried with us, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Raised our children with us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taught us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Partied with us (I have pictures to prove it coming soon),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They have been our family and I LOVE them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only comfort I have is knowing I will be back with them in a few years.  So no one go moving on me!  Oh, and the visits (a 5 hour flight isn't too bad).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did a visit to NJ this week.  I felt like I went to another country...so different!  more to come on that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-1727946449664502257?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/1727946449664502257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=1727946449664502257&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1727946449664502257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1727946449664502257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/04/forbes-avenue.html' title='Forbes Avenue'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S8kpGe8AeCI/AAAAAAAACYA/HNP9OsbeguI/s72-c/BUDD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-671786322031027528</id><published>2010-03-12T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T16:35:28.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Him.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S5rY8Z_HANI/AAAAAAAACXQ/m3smb3tMy-I/s1600-h/P2169067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447905231537373394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S5rY8Z_HANI/AAAAAAAACXQ/m3smb3tMy-I/s400/P2169067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S5rY9HDe0PI/AAAAAAAACXY/D_nAjTo95ZQ/s1600-h/P2189096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447905243635306738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S5rY9HDe0PI/AAAAAAAACXY/D_nAjTo95ZQ/s400/P2189096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S5rY7E5XIyI/AAAAAAAACXI/lVHJ3TCNz5I/s1600-h/P2169064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447905208696251170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S5rY7E5XIyI/AAAAAAAACXI/lVHJ3TCNz5I/s400/P2169064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S5rY9tubOwI/AAAAAAAACXg/n3RnGiu9oaE/s1600-h/P3019140-new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447905254015974146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S5rY9tubOwI/AAAAAAAACXg/n3RnGiu9oaE/s400/P3019140-new.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christian is 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow. We did some serious celebrating. Cousins, Courtney and Carter came with Grandma Nancy for their big days. We were happy to have them and the kids were sad to see them go. The kids were really sad to see grandma go. Sometimes it takes Christian awhile to realize that someone has left. So the day after grandma left, he was a little sad. He insisted on calling her. So we called. The conversation went something like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christian: Damma, did you go home?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gma: Yes, I had to come back to Papa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christian: I miss you. I want you to come back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gma: Why do you want me to come back Christian?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christian: Because I love you Damma, and you forgot your bra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was pretty funny. Humor aside, he did indeed miss his damma (not to be confused with damn-ma).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is a sweet boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though, he has not been only sweet lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has had some..."moments". You know, the times when you have to stop and tell yourself all the reasons you don't want to sell him to the gypsies. But the other night he was the last to fall asleep (which his sister has on him 90% of the time). He snuck to the edge of him room and asked me to come tickle his back. Yes, I have created a monster. His preferred way of falling asleep is, like his dad with soft tickles on the skin, not over clothes of his back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a handful of nights that I promise to return after a minute to conclude the tickles, knowing he will be fast asleep when the dishes are done. Not this night. I laid down on his toddler bed with him and tickled his back while he jabbered off never-ending stories to me. He finally finished his elaborate tale and said, "I wuv you mom." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Christian, I love you too. I get sad thinking about the days this kid won't be a toddler anymore. I am sure his life to come will be wonderful. I just want to freeze him as he is right now, because I love him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sweet sound of his voice brings a smile to any strangers face. I am tempted to keep a voice recorder on him. He shows the most genuine joy over simple things. We could have given him a piece of paper for his birthday, with nothing on it and there would have been joy. He has a friend with a nickname of BoBo, which has now turned into a term of endearment at our house. It is completely promoted by his uncle dog as together they call each other bobo-heads.  There is always at least two pairs of shoes in our car due to his dislike for having them on his feet.  He is brave and daring.  When he does something wrong, the first thing he does is comes to me and says sorry (before he tells me what he's done).  While I was writing this he did that exact thing.  It is impossible for him to tell a lie if you sing the song, "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LNaHUxi6H-U"&gt;I told the TRUTH&lt;/a&gt;".  What a boy.  He's hard not to love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's to you buddy.  Happy Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/724349820983859557-671786322031027528?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/671786322031027528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=671786322031027528&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/671786322031027528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/671786322031027528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-him.html' title='For Him.'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S5rY8Z_HANI/AAAAAAAACXQ/m3smb3tMy-I/s72-c/P2169067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-6353778387213496319</id><published>2010-02-15T16:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T16:55:00.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sink or Swim</title><content type='html'>Christian's now in swim lessons. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been an anticipated day since he watched Ava throughout her last session. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He watched her cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said, "You can do it" and "Good Job" with a little brother thumbs up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He nearly fell/jumped in the pool on a regular basis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He knew his turn was coming when he was almost 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the time came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First lesson: Super excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No tears, despite his 3 classmates screams...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until the 2nd lesson.  Now, instead of 3 screaming kids, there are 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For about the first 2-5 minutes then he calms down and rather enjoys himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is weird, I don't get it.  Oh well, it'll pass (after many torturous days of throwing him in the pool).  Ava, on the other hand is swimming like a champ.  Who would have known that last session she was just like Christian's class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S3nrA3HWE5I/AAAAAAAACWo/Gf_5_s_HFuE/s1600-h/-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438636425053868946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S3nrA3HWE5I/AAAAAAAACWo/Gf_5_s_HFuE/s400/-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S3nrBYNOqhI/AAAAAAAACWw/te2Vzm-IjiQ/s1600-h/-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438636433936919058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S3nrBYNOqhI/AAAAAAAACWw/te2Vzm-IjiQ/s400/-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S3nrBYNOqhI/AAAAAAAACWw/te2Vzm-IjiQ/s1600-h/-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S3nrB-o3dlI/AAAAAAAACW4/dfrSB_Alxxk/s1600-h/-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438636444253386322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S3nrB-o3dlI/AAAAAAAACW4/dfrSB_Alxxk/s400/-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks for the pictures Alie!&lt;/p&gt;&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/724349820983859557-6353778387213496319?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/6353778387213496319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=6353778387213496319&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/6353778387213496319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/6353778387213496319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/02/sink-or-swim.html' title='Sink or Swim'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S3nrA3HWE5I/AAAAAAAACWo/Gf_5_s_HFuE/s72-c/-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-5558962953607030168</id><published>2010-01-25T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T16:13:03.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change-is-a-coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just about to purchase myself a pair of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14pj4_9XQI/AAAAAAAACVQ/GMkhiLXPA_k/s1600-h/pic_local_rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430823897228205314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14pj4_9XQI/AAAAAAAACVQ/GMkhiLXPA_k/s400/pic_local_rainbow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I'm thinking I might purchase these instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14wAvhVkvI/AAAAAAAACWY/wtwvdrkh13w/s1600-h/6a00e54ee0f61288340111689cd395970c-800wi.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430830989969822450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14wAvhVkvI/AAAAAAAACWY/wtwvdrkh13w/s400/6a00e54ee0f61288340111689cd395970c-800wi.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why the change of heart you might ask? Just prepping for a slight change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of frequent trips to this "gate" into the US,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14uazy84YI/AAAAAAAACWA/V2jp0OWA9YQ/s1600-h/735474868_dsc_0239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430829238770786690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14uazy84YI/AAAAAAAACWA/V2jp0OWA9YQ/s400/735474868_dsc_0239.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we just might make more frequent trips to this "gate" into the US.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14ubOR5tJI/AAAAAAAACWI/QAN2isykBLI/s1600-h/June+2007+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430829245879923858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14ubOR5tJI/AAAAAAAACWI/QAN2isykBLI/s400/June+2007+148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our "sign" will be changing from this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14rz4KUdGI/AAAAAAAACVg/0pwLxGm5Knk/s1600-h/imagesCAXFAK9M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 98px; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430826370904388706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14rz4KUdGI/AAAAAAAACVg/0pwLxGm5Knk/s400/imagesCAXFAK9M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to this &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14sDXaUBTI/AAAAAAAACVo/aRyhQgGSlEs/s1600-h/imagesCAXFAK9M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 129px; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430826636991006002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14sDXaUBTI/AAAAAAAACVo/aRyhQgGSlEs/s400/imagesCAXFAK9M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, yes folks. We are heading 3,000 miles across the country. Ty was offered a position at KPMG's National Office in New Jersey, essentially right across the Hudson from NYC (here is a visual for you). We couldn't help but accept the opportunity for adventure for the next 2-3 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14y9Io_pWI/AAAAAAAACWg/8SxL6tWD1F4/s1600-h/May+2009+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430834226528232802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14y9Io_pWI/AAAAAAAACWg/8SxL6tWD1F4/s400/May+2009+032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are sad. We really love our life here in California, which made the decision really hard for us. But, we are also really looking forward to what the future holds. I am SO NOT excited for the weather, but I figure I'll manage (with a few tropical vacations in between). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/724349820983859557-5558962953607030168?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/5558962953607030168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=5558962953607030168&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/5558962953607030168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/5558962953607030168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/01/change-is-coming.html' title='Change-is-a-coming'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14pj4_9XQI/AAAAAAAACVQ/GMkhiLXPA_k/s72-c/pic_local_rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-3097136669114462254</id><published>2010-01-25T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T19:39:41.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>B-Man is growing up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's true. Bennett turned one. Since we were all enduring on and off sickness, we had zero energy to exert on this boy's party. Good thing he was turning one and therefore we avoided any expectations. So we whipped up a mickey cake, grabbed some ears and called it a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14kVBJ0luI/AAAAAAAACUA/5dyhonJSB50/s1600-h/december2009+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430818144160880354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14kVBJ0luI/AAAAAAAACUA/5dyhonJSB50/s400/december2009+063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14mLFYc-aI/AAAAAAAACUw/nF-ohXMTKtw/s1600-h/december2009+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430820172520552866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14mLFYc-aI/AAAAAAAACUw/nF-ohXMTKtw/s400/december2009+069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14mLnMdEyI/AAAAAAAACU4/Mv2YzrDfaIk/s1600-h/december2009+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430820181597033250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14mLnMdEyI/AAAAAAAACU4/Mv2YzrDfaIk/s400/december2009+071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14mMKOBThI/AAAAAAAACVA/UFYndQWU6r8/s1600-h/december2009+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430820190998842898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14mMKOBThI/AAAAAAAACVA/UFYndQWU6r8/s400/december2009+072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Double fisting it. My other kids played in their cakes. Not this kid. He didn't stop until it was gone, then he cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14mMSQtkAI/AAAAAAAACVI/BodudaVqd9s/s1600-h/december2009+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430820193157615618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14mMSQtkAI/AAAAAAAACVI/BodudaVqd9s/s400/december2009+077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14kWmgv_II/AAAAAAAACUY/8Os3S2z3is8/s1600-h/december2009+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430818171369028738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14kWmgv_II/AAAAAAAACUY/8Os3S2z3is8/s400/december2009+098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14kWCX1-_I/AAAAAAAACUQ/OAVeEIsFF1E/s1600-h/december2009+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430818161667996658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14kWCX1-_I/AAAAAAAACUQ/OAVeEIsFF1E/s400/december2009+102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14kVvHyxLI/AAAAAAAACUI/ppBW_SOt468/s1600-h/december2009+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430818156500403378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14kVvHyxLI/AAAAAAAACUI/ppBW_SOt468/s400/december2009+106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, my big boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/724349820983859557-3097136669114462254?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/3097136669114462254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=3097136669114462254&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/3097136669114462254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/3097136669114462254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/01/b-man-is-growing-up.html' title='B-Man is growing up'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S14kVBJ0luI/AAAAAAAACUA/5dyhonJSB50/s72-c/december2009+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-8693433806831254320</id><published>2010-01-21T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:00:27.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So we might call him Ezra.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Any idea what these two people have in common? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Other than their deep spirituality, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(hint: take a look at their left ears)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyLXyvDS5DI/AAAAAAAACQA/QH4-qAJxB-w/s1600-h/ezra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 353px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414126968676475954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyLXyvDS5DI/AAAAAAAACQA/QH4-qAJxB-w/s400/ezra.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyLXz-oGgpI/AAAAAAAACQY/8LZJTGGNVyk/s1600-h/PB028840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414126990037254802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyLXz-oGgpI/AAAAAAAACQY/8LZJTGGNVyk/s400/PB028840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;notice a tomato in his hand-no surprise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyLXzR6utlI/AAAAAAAACQQ/x6hEmTIrVl4/s1600-h/PB028814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414126978035791442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyLXzR6utlI/AAAAAAAACQQ/x6hEmTIrVl4/s400/PB028814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyLXy_7DxxI/AAAAAAAACQI/-SNi4ySIFOQ/s1600-h/PC018931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414126973205333778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyLXy_7DxxI/AAAAAAAACQI/-SNi4ySIFOQ/s400/PC018931.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know this is a repeat picture, but it may be the best indicator of our little Ezra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So what if his left ear sticks out. So did &lt;a href="http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?hideNav=1&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=bf8d27cd3f37b010VgnVCM1000004d82620a____&amp;amp;vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD"&gt;Ezra Taft Benson's&lt;/a&gt;. I think it is pretty cool (along with vampire teeth...and a bald head).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/724349820983859557-8693433806831254320?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/8693433806831254320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=8693433806831254320&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8693433806831254320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8693433806831254320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-we-might-call-him-ezra.html' title='So we might call him Ezra.'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyLXyvDS5DI/AAAAAAAACQA/QH4-qAJxB-w/s72-c/ezra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-7968447505668322923</id><published>2010-01-18T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T14:58:53.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Ruby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I had a couple favorite gifts that I gave this year. They happened to be given to the same two little girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meet &lt;a href="http://www.rubystitch.com/"&gt;Ru&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rubystitch.com/"&gt;by Stitch&lt;/a&gt;, which happens to be in the form of Ava and Anna. I gave one of these handmade dolls to Ava and her cousin Anna. They were made to look like them by my good friend Abby. Ava's even has a few freckles in just the right spots. Really, you should check these out. Don't worry, she makes boys too, complete with masks and capes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1ULgrpfUWI/AAAAAAAACTo/gt1aMdCvnCU/s1600-h/743567789_img_9364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428257581965463906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1ULgrpfUWI/AAAAAAAACTo/gt1aMdCvnCU/s400/743567789_img_9364.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aren't they cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My other favorite gift was to my boys and Ava and Anna. &lt;a href="http://www.iseeme.com/"&gt;I see me&lt;/a&gt; books are awesome. They are custom books all about your children. Ava's is about finding the fairy princess and each fairy brings a letter to make her name and crown her the princess. The boys are about a baby that was born with all the animals to name it. Another item you really should check out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1UOJisoiJI/AAAAAAAACTw/DIX4G7zsJxM/s1600-h/1myveryownname_2085_11875591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 243px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428260482960623762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1UOJisoiJI/AAAAAAAACTw/DIX4G7zsJxM/s400/1myveryownname_2085_11875591.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1UOJ-MdS3I/AAAAAAAACT4/oe4i9OAPNeM/s1600-h/1myveryownname_2084_3428967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 243px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428260490341862258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1UOJ-MdS3I/AAAAAAAACT4/oe4i9OAPNeM/s400/1myveryownname_2084_3428967.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-7968447505668322923?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/7968447505668322923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=7968447505668322923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/7968447505668322923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/7968447505668322923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/01/meet-ruby.html' title='Meet Ruby'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1ULgrpfUWI/AAAAAAAACTo/gt1aMdCvnCU/s72-c/743567789_img_9364.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-2994855853038766330</id><published>2010-01-06T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T16:59:30.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;December is always a joy with the fun things going on. Here were a few of our joys as well as a few not so joyous moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking my YW ice skating was great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UsKzJErLI/AAAAAAAACRo/Kqfm-w14u_Q/s1600-h/december2009+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423789890276207794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UsKzJErLI/AAAAAAAACRo/Kqfm-w14u_Q/s400/december2009+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting all night for someone to eat it...it was me. I was trying to do things like I was 15 again. I should have expected this result. It was surprisingly painful to fall on the ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UsKQWdYhI/AAAAAAAACRg/7C1Ib-X7300/s1600-h/december2009+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423789880937112082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UsKQWdYhI/AAAAAAAACRg/7C1Ib-X7300/s400/december2009+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler's last week of work before we went to Utah for Christmas was absolutely horrible. He worked Mon-Thursday and racked up 75 hours. That means he was home 21 hours in 4 days. Awesome. But it is over, YAY! During that week everything went perfect at home, as usual. After falling out of the van, head first on the curb, Christian recorded another trip to the ER, this time the real thing (not just urgent care) since it was 3:00 in the morning. No, I didn't intentionally let him sit around with a concussion. He seemed fine after the initial spill, until he woke up in the night and wouldn't stop throwing up. Finally Tyler got home around 3 and I headed to the ER for some CAT Scans and Zofran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UsJw3AvEI/AAAAAAAACRY/TlmxbBCSjcs/s1600-h/december2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423789872483712066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UsJw3AvEI/AAAAAAAACRY/TlmxbBCSjcs/s400/december2009+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly cheery at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UsJX6o9jI/AAAAAAAACRQ/MogGu8EfOeI/s1600-h/december2009+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423789865788044850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UsJX6o9jI/AAAAAAAACRQ/MogGu8EfOeI/s400/december2009+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Five days later, Ava woke up sick and also threw up all night long. Tyler got home around 4:30 after her throwing up was complete. She woke up feeling better, so we packed up and headed to Utah, only to find out that we spread the worst stomach bug I have ever seen. We watched as it passed through well over 30 people. Every adult in the house got sick. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were, however, able to enjoy ourselves here and there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salt Lake Temple Lights:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Freez-ing! How do people live like that?&lt;br /&gt;Little ms. happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UtbkNsOBI/AAAAAAAACRw/86XE9IPoZA4/s1600-h/december2009+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423791277838448658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UtbkNsOBI/AAAAAAAACRw/86XE9IPoZA4/s400/december2009+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UtcBqAZhI/AAAAAAAACR4/X6D7xlSUdVQ/s1600-h/december2009+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423791285741839890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UtcBqAZhI/AAAAAAAACR4/X6D7xlSUdVQ/s400/december2009+022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we go, that's better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UuC9Qr0DI/AAAAAAAACSg/h9OySIS7rNs/s1600-h/december2009+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423791954576789554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UuC9Qr0DI/AAAAAAAACSg/h9OySIS7rNs/s400/december2009+029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah and Christian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UuCYoOqnI/AAAAAAAACSY/7BeNR5eh67k/s1600-h/december2009+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423791944743430770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UuCYoOqnI/AAAAAAAACSY/7BeNR5eh67k/s400/december2009+027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bundled like we've never been bundled before. Ava came to a consensus, "California is WAY better than Utah. It is too cold here." Christian, on the other hand could not have cared less about the cold. After sledding for a long while we came in and found that every extremity was frozen and he hadn't complained once. Typical Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UtdZh5_tI/AAAAAAAACSQ/7mA7jgINCco/s1600-h/december2009+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423791309330185938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UtdZh5_tI/AAAAAAAACSQ/7mA7jgINCco/s400/december2009+026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve and Christmas Day were part of my time being sick, so our pictures are few. Here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1T19sNPaNI/AAAAAAAACS4/2UWv8FyHBT4/s1600-h/december2009+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428233891075811538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1T19sNPaNI/AAAAAAAACS4/2UWv8FyHBT4/s400/december2009+043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christian has known for awhile that right before his birthday he gets to start swim lessons (he's finally old enough to do it without me). The goggles were a huge hit from Santa. He wears them to ALL of Ava's swim lessons, the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1T1-DSTkyI/AAAAAAAACTA/KGWxD6PUcSo/s1600-h/december2009+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428233897271071522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1T1-DSTkyI/AAAAAAAACTA/KGWxD6PUcSo/s400/december2009+051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This darling picture was when the vicious stomach bug was getting passed from Ava and Christian to Papa Jim, Noah and Luke. Sorry guys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1T19LHt9ZI/AAAAAAAACSw/EXpRSDifGRs/s1600-h/december2009+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428233882194277778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1T19LHt9ZI/AAAAAAAACSw/EXpRSDifGRs/s400/december2009+038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1T18qgL3nI/AAAAAAAACSo/F8-frmit6tA/s1600-h/december2009+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428233873438531186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1T18qgL3nI/AAAAAAAACSo/F8-frmit6tA/s400/december2009+052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While in Utah we went bowling a couple times. Our kids loved it. They ask to go all the time now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UtchAuIBI/AAAAAAAACSA/Snicv8RwP9w/s1600-h/december2009+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423791294158610450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UtchAuIBI/AAAAAAAACSA/Snicv8RwP9w/s400/december2009+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; It seriously took Christian ball 30 seconds to get to the pins and honestly we kind of expected it to stop at the pins, Uncle Buck style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1UBT5ZlzMI/AAAAAAAACTI/v2lH0gN0l3o/s1600-h/december2009+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428246367202299074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1UBT5ZlzMI/AAAAAAAACTI/v2lH0gN0l3o/s400/december2009+056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1UBUVO5jVI/AAAAAAAACTQ/g0UJB5mbH0k/s1600-h/december2009+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428246374673648978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1UBUVO5jVI/AAAAAAAACTQ/g0UJB5mbH0k/s400/december2009+058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1UBU0jEqfI/AAAAAAAACTY/UtOsvpvmBTs/s1600-h/december2009+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428246383079762418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1UBU0jEqfI/AAAAAAAACTY/UtOsvpvmBTs/s400/december2009+059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1UBVJSIQZI/AAAAAAAACTg/ze4foopas_I/s1600-h/december2009+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428246388645839250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S1UBVJSIQZI/AAAAAAAACTg/ze4foopas_I/s400/december2009+055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UtdN8xAII/AAAAAAAACSI/3jcYRehRbH8/s1600-h/december2009+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423791306221617282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UtdN8xAII/AAAAAAAACSI/3jcYRehRbH8/s400/december2009+023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, it was fun to spend time together in Utah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bennett's 1st birthday to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-2994855853038766330?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/2994855853038766330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=2994855853038766330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2994855853038766330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2994855853038766330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2010/01/joys.html' title='The Joys'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/S0UsKzJErLI/AAAAAAAACRo/Kqfm-w14u_Q/s72-c/december2009+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-3569997017992412565</id><published>2009-12-13T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:38:12.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Stand-In</title><content type='html'>Tyler is working.&lt;br /&gt;Today and everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is Sunday and no, accounting firms don't understand that a month without any weekend days off is not good for anyone.  So while he is off working insane hours, his twin brother, Jon came to visit.  He got to hang out with us a ton.  It was awesome.  I can't wait for them to get off the large island they are living on and move back to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyVzAV-QeTI/AAAAAAAACQ4/iakmDZt6DlY/s1600-h/nov+2009+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414860576718354738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyVzAV-QeTI/AAAAAAAACQ4/iakmDZt6DlY/s400/nov+2009+161.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Jon went to our ward Christmas party with me...without Tyler.  It was the entertainment for the night.  Jokes were attempted, people were fooled, and many laughs were had.  Tyler made it to the end of the party...in the same hat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon was a big help to me while Ty was working.  People even commented, "I thought he was Tyler, he was totally helping with the kids.  Brother-in-laws don't help with kids."  Well, folks, Jon does...I think he knew I needed it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year Christian got really attached to Jon while he was in town, being quite confused who was his dad.  This year he had a little more confidence in who his dad was, but not quite enough.  EAch time Tyler or Jon walked in he looked at me and said, "Mommy, is that uncle dog or daddy?"  The second day we came into our room first thing in the morning, jumped up on our bed (seeing Tyler) and said, "hey, it's uncle dog!"  When I replied that it was daddy he said, "Me have two daddies!"  Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another weekend activity was Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We tried Santa last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-december-fun.html"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; was the result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My kids weren't fans of him. This year I knew it was going to be good when Ava started into one of her usual anxiety fits when she heard we were going to see him. She had absolutely no interest in sitting on his lap, or even seeing him for that matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well it went better than expected. I had to start in the picture, but was able to sneak out for a few. After Ava had kept as much distance from Old Kris Kringle as possible she walked away and whispered in my ear, "Mom, does he know I want some Littlest Pet shop and a 2 wheeled scooter?" I assured her he did and she was satisfied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyVtQscCsZI/AAAAAAAACQg/tQE6wUzxaB0/s1600-h/IMG_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414854260557001106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyVtQscCsZI/AAAAAAAACQg/tQE6wUzxaB0/s400/IMG_0003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christian, on the other hand was thrilled to tell Santa what he wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyVtRsrr2DI/AAAAAAAACQw/A0yHdVGFFN4/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414854277802481714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyVtRsrr2DI/AAAAAAAACQw/A0yHdVGFFN4/s400/IMG_0011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not bad.  Is that a smile I see on her face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyVtRPR_7rI/AAAAAAAACQo/ft3rlIyhEMc/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414854269910118066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyVtRPR_7rI/AAAAAAAACQo/ft3rlIyhEMc/s400/IMG_0005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyone notice anything about our cute little "family" Santa Claus picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Sara and Kate for lending us your husband and father!  &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/724349820983859557-3569997017992412565?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/3569997017992412565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=3569997017992412565&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/3569997017992412565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/3569997017992412565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/12/stand-in.html' title='A Stand-In'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyVzAV-QeTI/AAAAAAAACQ4/iakmDZt6DlY/s72-c/nov+2009+161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-956782751253999988</id><published>2009-12-11T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T15:32:44.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampires are in, right?</title><content type='html'>Bennett finally broke two teeth.&lt;br /&gt;At 11 months.&lt;br /&gt;They happen to be these two teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyLVaLbkMDI/AAAAAAAACP4/3fYelC_sW_c/s1600-h/PC118936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414124347774480434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyLVaLbkMDI/AAAAAAAACP4/3fYelC_sW_c/s400/PC118936.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does he do with those two teeth?&lt;br /&gt;Crawls around our back yard eating every tomato he can possibly get his hands on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyLVZiFuEGI/AAAAAAAACPw/697pduohX2g/s1600-h/PC018929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414124336676999266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyLVZiFuEGI/AAAAAAAACPw/697pduohX2g/s400/PC018929.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love this kid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. he is currently breaking 3-4 more teeth...fun nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-956782751253999988?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/956782751253999988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=956782751253999988&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/956782751253999988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/956782751253999988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/12/vampires-are-in-right.html' title='Vampires are in, right?'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyLVaLbkMDI/AAAAAAAACP4/3fYelC_sW_c/s72-c/PC118936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-6687774517986206589</id><published>2009-12-11T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T14:58:04.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy of the Season</title><content type='html'>This could apply to many things in my life, but right now it is exclusively these delightful things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyLIywFMEDI/AAAAAAAACPo/pYExwyJv__E/s1600-h/51seAmGSy3L__SL500_AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 280px; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414110476278435890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyLIywFMEDI/AAAAAAAACPo/pYExwyJv__E/s400/51seAmGSy3L__SL500_AA280_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I found these last year during Christmas and after I had Bennett I made my way out to find more and they were gone.&lt;br /&gt;A Holiday Exclusive treat.&lt;br /&gt;I learned this year.&lt;br /&gt;I nearly bought Target out of them :)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be eating these all year long in 2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-6687774517986206589?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/6687774517986206589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=6687774517986206589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/6687774517986206589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/6687774517986206589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/12/joy-of-season.html' title='Joy of the Season'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SyLIywFMEDI/AAAAAAAACPo/pYExwyJv__E/s72-c/51seAmGSy3L__SL500_AA280_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-2810453753094277351</id><published>2009-12-08T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:30:42.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I move on</title><content type='html'>Pretty sure I should document this before I move on with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a pretty sweet Halloween costume this year (you know, Halloween-the holiday we celebrated about 2 months ago).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was...a jar of hunny...Winnie the Pooh's jar of hunny to be exact. We all know he goes nowhere without his hunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sx9JgstrLQI/AAAAAAAACOY/c9k_Ey26fOQ/s1600-h/sept-oct+2009+224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413126103230000386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sx9JgstrLQI/AAAAAAAACOY/c9k_Ey26fOQ/s400/sept-oct+2009+224.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where did I find such an awesome costume? Tyler made it. Which really is no surprise to me, but apparently a very big surprise to most people we saw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He happened to come across &lt;a href="http://itsgoodtobeashleycarter.blogspot.com/2009/10/wild-things.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; on a friends blog (when I say happened to come across, I mean it popped up on his google reader-yes ashley, he is a follower, religiously.) I'm pretty sure it opened up a whole world of competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I went to bed that night to this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sx9JhOYjvrI/AAAAAAAACOg/kxi07egabgY/s1600-h/sept-oct+2009+218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413126112268238514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sx9JhOYjvrI/AAAAAAAACOg/kxi07egabgY/s400/sept-oct+2009+218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sx9Jhv_rmQI/AAAAAAAACOo/2iwsBUf3Weg/s1600-h/sept-oct+2009+221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413126121290701058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sx9Jhv_rmQI/AAAAAAAACOo/2iwsBUf3Weg/s400/sept-oct+2009+221.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I woke up to this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sx9JgP6BwiI/AAAAAAAACOQ/mp9h10SYJG8/s1600-h/sept-oct+2009+222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413126095497183778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sx9JgP6BwiI/AAAAAAAACOQ/mp9h10SYJG8/s400/sept-oct+2009+222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;genius.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-2810453753094277351?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/2810453753094277351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=2810453753094277351&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2810453753094277351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2810453753094277351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/12/before-i-move-on.html' title='Before I move on'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sx9JgstrLQI/AAAAAAAACOY/c9k_Ey26fOQ/s72-c/sept-oct+2009+224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-6909319306732067778</id><published>2009-11-11T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:43:57.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Hibernation...</title><content type='html'>I &lt;em&gt;haven't&lt;/em&gt; been hibernating.&lt;br /&gt;But I &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; wish I had.&lt;br /&gt;It has been 2 months without a post from me. I'm sure that is sad for you. What can I say, I've been busy. I thought about hiring someone to blog for me, but I couldn't even get around to doing that. So I am finally here. Tired, but here.&lt;br /&gt;There have been many fun occasions in the last month. Let's see if we can create a sufficient recap... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;meet kate:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Svul3EBnuhI/AAAAAAAACMQ/_3C2DqxGbDw/s1600-h/sept-oct+2009+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403094543352969746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Svul3EBnuhI/AAAAAAAACMQ/_3C2DqxGbDw/s400/sept-oct+2009+089.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Tyler went to Spain, he stopped in London to meet his newest niece. While there he and Jon put their miles together to make each wife happy by sending me (and the attached child) to London. It was so fun to see Sara, Jon and Kate. We just relaxed, shopped, ate and saw a little of London while doing so!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Svul3V208AI/AAAAAAAACMY/gC_qE9FMJpE/s1600-h/sept-oct+2009+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403094548139536386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Svul3V208AI/AAAAAAAACMY/gC_qE9FMJpE/s400/sept-oct+2009+160.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Svul4QtVLZI/AAAAAAAACMo/KAEN5ug8n_A/s1600-h/sept-oct+2009+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403094563937398162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Svul4QtVLZI/AAAAAAAACMo/KAEN5ug8n_A/s400/sept-oct+2009+183.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Svul45RKZxI/AAAAAAAACMw/6wd4dnCml_4/s1600-h/sept-oct+2009+185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403094574825105170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Svul45RKZxI/AAAAAAAACMw/6wd4dnCml_4/s400/sept-oct+2009+185.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Svul3-iOEfI/AAAAAAAACMg/GUFw_2PHLs0/s1600-h/sept-oct+2009+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 363px; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403094559058956786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Svul3-iOEfI/AAAAAAAACMg/GUFw_2PHLs0/s400/sept-oct+2009+182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jon blessed Kate while we were there. Bennett was happy to be there and share in her day. He really enjoyed their first meeting and felt right at home with uncle gog, not to mention Kate let him sleep in her bed, what a nice hostess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Svuo-FOfsQI/AAAAAAAACM4/-TxucTtf1Fk/s1600-h/sept-oct+2009+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 404px; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403097962469372162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Svuo-FOfsQI/AAAAAAAACM4/-TxucTtf1Fk/s400/sept-oct+2009+191.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Svuo-6hju-I/AAAAAAAACNI/8phow4qKhhE/s1600-h/sept-oct+2009+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403097976776408034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Svuo-6hju-I/AAAAAAAACNI/8phow4qKhhE/s400/sept-oct+2009+196.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Svuo_cirjWI/AAAAAAAACNQ/KiNK8kwjBGI/s1600-h/sept-oct+2009+212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403097985907920226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Svuo_cirjWI/AAAAAAAACNQ/KiNK8kwjBGI/s400/sept-oct+2009+212.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What a little gentleman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Svuo-S8UNKI/AAAAAAAACNA/yYuxXRsctik/s1600-h/sept-oct+2009+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403097966151218338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Svuo-S8UNKI/AAAAAAAACNA/yYuxXRsctik/s400/sept-oct+2009+209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had a great time.  Thanks for letting us come and visit.  AND thank you, thank you, thank you for all the help I got with my 2 little ones at home/Utah.  You know you are friends when someone will freely offer and take your 4 year old girl on a 14 hour road trip to get to her grandmas.  Bless you Abby, bless you.  AND when your 8.5 month pregnant friend or your mother-of-6-other-kids friend will gladly take your kid ALL DAY LONG.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Man, I have good people in my life!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some recap-er I am.  I got through one thing and I am pooped.  I'll try again another time.  Stay tuned, I'm sure there is some good stuff coming. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/724349820983859557-6909319306732067778?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/6909319306732067778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=6909319306732067778&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/6909319306732067778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/6909319306732067778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/11/out-of-hibernation.html' title='Out of Hibernation...'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Svul3EBnuhI/AAAAAAAACMQ/_3C2DqxGbDw/s72-c/sept-oct+2009+089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-2889157223682196538</id><published>2009-09-06T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:09:09.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Know Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks for the birthday wishes. Ty is great, except for the fact that I feel...exposed. Very exposed. And slightly embarrassed, but heck, we're all friends right ;).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week was crazy, so I was really looking forward to my b-day, but even more so to a 4 day weekend to spend with Ty. Well, expectations are Satan's tool. Satan's tool for making me one ornery chica. Does anyone recall &lt;a href="http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2007/10/on-good-day.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;? Tyler's company managed to do it again, without me this time (not nearly as cool). Thursday evening Tyler called to "ask" if he could head to Madrid for 2 weeks for work...on Monday. He was super excited so I tried to be too (I love 2 weeks alone with my kiddos without the husb each night. really.) So at about 10pm that night we find out that his passport somehow expired a couple months ago (we both swear we checked this recently). So we then found out that Tyler would be spending all of Friday (my bday and the first day of our 4 day weekend) in San Francisco at the passport agency. But we did get to go out that night thanks to my AWESOME friends J&amp;amp;J and H&amp;amp;J for helping with our kids and for making me a cake. Ava was VERY concerned who was going to be making my cake. So the weekend continued with a jam packed saturday of preparing for international travel and a BYU football game, of course. Then I dropped Ty off at the airport early this afternoon. What an awesome 4 day weekend with Ty, thus I say, "expectations are Satan's tool!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K- done with that. And my birthday wasn't so bad Ty gave me the cutest necklace that you can see in the pic below.  Each charm has one of our kids names on it.  i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SqSTsjexX1I/AAAAAAAACME/LHJWfHKO-3o/s1600-h/iphone+pics+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378586248635047762" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SqSTsjexX1I/AAAAAAAACME/LHJWfHKO-3o/s400/iphone+pics+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(phone pic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now, after a post like that I realized that thank heavens I have learned A LOT through those memories. Here are just a few things I have learned...&lt;br /&gt;1. I really was a cute 4 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Boyfriends are lame in high school. No one could have told me this then, of course. Uh, no offense, Mike and Skyler, since I am sure I am on your google reader, we had good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you do have a boyfriend in HS (or not, for that matter) don't be so scantly clad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Volleyball is not life, but it is REALLY cool. It did a lot for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;kept me out of trouble&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;taught awesome lessons like commitment, work ethic, how to be a good competitor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;made me experience a smorgasbord of feelings: pain (physical and emotional), pressure, pride, success, nerves, stress, joy, excitement, accomplishment and it made me work through all of those feelings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it pushed me to my limits and when i got there it pushed me to find new ones.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it gave me some of my greatest friendships. experiencing those feelings with other people can really bring you together.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it is still a part of who I am. A part that I would like to find again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Just because you are 18 and free does NOT mean you should wear a bikini. Next time around, listen to your mom when she kindly tells you that she thinks you look better in a one piece. (Note: Ava) But BTW mom, thanks for letting me make that decision, because even though I don't like the choice I made, I'm not sure I would have known that without making the decision for myself.&lt;/p&gt;6. If you do decide to wear a bikini...BURN all evidence, unless you look REAL good, better keep those for your after baby goal pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who came up with Glamour shots for your Senior pictures? This was never a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My wedding was complete awesomeness. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. My kids ARE beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm happy with where this life has brought me. I guess there were some good decisions along the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-2889157223682196538?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/2889157223682196538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=2889157223682196538&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2889157223682196538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2889157223682196538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-i-know-now.html' title='What I Know Now'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SqSTsjexX1I/AAAAAAAACME/LHJWfHKO-3o/s72-c/iphone+pics+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-1442942485447067924</id><published>2009-09-04T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T04:47:47.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog hijacking by Ty - HAPPY B-DAY Lindsey!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today Lindsey turns 27 years old...two years past the blessed age of 25 and 2 years away from the immortal age of 29. Enjoy a walk down memory lane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsey has always been super cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SqDc8QLpbKI/AAAAAAAACKs/CaCGXeYuQXc/s1600-h/little+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377540882774453410" style="WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SqDc8QLpbKI/AAAAAAAACKs/CaCGXeYuQXc/s400/little+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been through some boy years...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SqDwgPq8YPI/AAAAAAAACL8/cZ2h2MkaDvE/s1600-h/dating+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377562391833501938" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SqDwgPq8YPI/AAAAAAAACL8/cZ2h2MkaDvE/s400/dating+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some volleyball years (UVSC and BYU)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SqDj9RcodEI/AAAAAAAACLE/2BDmBvnkqzA/s1600-h/volleyball+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377548596875392066" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SqDj9RcodEI/AAAAAAAACLE/2BDmBvnkqzA/s400/volleyball+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some scandalous years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SqDlcpbHYQI/AAAAAAAACLM/p-5fTTaBoSo/s1600-h/beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377550235399053570" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SqDlcpbHYQI/AAAAAAAACLM/p-5fTTaBoSo/s400/beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some glamorous years...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SqDmhKTAxmI/AAAAAAAACLU/EfX4tGSMdwM/s1600-h/lindsey+glamour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377551412454540898" style="WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SqDmhKTAxmI/AAAAAAAACLU/EfX4tGSMdwM/s400/lindsey+glamour.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She finally settled down...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SqDq3KF7HPI/AAAAAAAACLk/5IQiV7vqsKk/s1600-h/wedding+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377556188403277042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SqDq3KF7HPI/AAAAAAAACLk/5IQiV7vqsKk/s400/wedding+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had some beautiful kids...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SqDsaumgUCI/AAAAAAAACLs/XQo92fkVGJQ/s1600-h/kids+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377557899010658338" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SqDsaumgUCI/AAAAAAAACLs/XQo92fkVGJQ/s400/kids+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Started her own successful business...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ittybittyimprints.com/"&gt;http://www.ittybittyimprints.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and on and on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Lindsey!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Ty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-1442942485447067924?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/1442942485447067924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=1442942485447067924&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1442942485447067924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1442942485447067924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-hijacking-by-ty-happy-b-day.html' title='Blog hijacking by Ty - HAPPY B-DAY Lindsey!!'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SqDc8QLpbKI/AAAAAAAACKs/CaCGXeYuQXc/s72-c/little+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-2740121167640852167</id><published>2009-09-02T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:10:54.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Early?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;...for some Little Caesars??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sp9AfRtD61I/AAAAAAAACKc/TYMtA-6G6ok/s1600-h/P8288084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377087386176187218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sp9AfRtD61I/AAAAAAAACKc/TYMtA-6G6ok/s400/P8288084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey, I started with some crazy bread, but the next day Christian shared a whole cold slice.  He loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sp9AUE1ZFdI/AAAAAAAACKU/UCn0H-xoetE/s1600-h/bennett+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377087193742906834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sp9AUE1ZFdI/AAAAAAAACKU/UCn0H-xoetE/s400/bennett+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so many faces...one cute boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sp9ATeKGX7I/AAAAAAAACKM/yANBKUdA978/s1600-h/daddy%27s+soccer+game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377087183360778162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sp9ATeKGX7I/AAAAAAAACKM/yANBKUdA978/s400/daddy%27s+soccer+game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While the older two kids run amuck, Bennett and I have some nice bonding time every Friday night at Daddy's soccer games.  Good times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-2740121167640852167?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/2740121167640852167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=2740121167640852167&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2740121167640852167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2740121167640852167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/09/too-early.html' title='Too Early?'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sp9AfRtD61I/AAAAAAAACKc/TYMtA-6G6ok/s72-c/P8288084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-8679544267252636482</id><published>2009-08-25T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T15:16:35.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dialogue:</title><content type='html'>Me: "Oh crap!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ava: "Mom, why is the police man stopping us?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "Uh, mommy did something wrong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ava: "Is that why you said 'oh crap'?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "yeah, i shouldn't have said that, huh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ava: "What did you do wrong, mommy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "I was talking on the phone while I was driving."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ava: "But mom, you always do that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "yeah, let's not mention that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ava: "okay.  Next time he comes is he going to take you to jail?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "Likely."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-8679544267252636482?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/8679544267252636482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=8679544267252636482&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8679544267252636482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8679544267252636482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/08/dialogue.html' title='Dialogue:'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-162102299585635643</id><published>2009-08-17T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T16:33:25.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurdle: Cleared.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You may remember months ago when we attempted a little &lt;a href="http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/03/feeling-ambitious.html"&gt;potty training&lt;/a&gt; with Christian. I wasn't ready. So we went back to diapers and finally mustered up the energy to attempt one last time. He was so ready, but still tested my patience for a while. As of the last week he has essentially been accident free. YAY! It is a day to celebrate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Continuing on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We spent the last week with my sister and her 2 girls in town. We had a lot of fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371060160305175538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SonWwjo-G_I/AAAAAAAACJE/7v1gxzNjEFQ/s400/August+2009+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a few of these moments...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371060178507625298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SonWxncxc1I/AAAAAAAACJU/I3jGy0NLl9c/s400/August+2009+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But mostly these moments...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SonWysOfz1I/AAAAAAAACJk/EQHOI9aqZ9g/s1600-h/August+2009+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371060196969795410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SonWysOfz1I/AAAAAAAACJk/EQHOI9aqZ9g/s400/August+2009+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I can't get enough of these moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SonWyJF30NI/AAAAAAAACJc/WkBAd9utzjo/s1600-h/August+2009+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371060187538378962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SonWyJF30NI/AAAAAAAACJc/WkBAd9utzjo/s400/August+2009+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SonWxGgCPyI/AAAAAAAACJM/-Tv8A9uwoNw/s1600-h/August+2009+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371060169662938914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SonWxGgCPyI/AAAAAAAACJM/-Tv8A9uwoNw/s400/August+2009+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My type of Fireman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SonUmMwhHPI/AAAAAAAACI8/WVDiTS3R9Q4/s1600-h/August+2009+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371057783340866802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SonUmMwhHPI/AAAAAAAACI8/WVDiTS3R9Q4/s400/August+2009+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture makes me think of summer parties, which I Love . Nice pic Ty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SonUk1HDy5I/AAAAAAAACIs/levd1dSFiNw/s1600-h/August+2009+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371057759813094290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SonUk1HDy5I/AAAAAAAACIs/levd1dSFiNw/s400/August+2009+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And my 3 favorite faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SonUkXdtYpI/AAAAAAAACIk/I759I9ehHDQ/s1600-h/August+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371057751855030930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SonUkXdtYpI/AAAAAAAACIk/I759I9ehHDQ/s400/August+2009+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371057770232212354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SonUlb7K64I/AAAAAAAACI0/Mit4W22Gkdc/s400/August+2009+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SonUj-IrnaI/AAAAAAAACIc/pDkbWY-N-h4/s1600-h/August+2009+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371057745055948194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SonUj-IrnaI/AAAAAAAACIc/pDkbWY-N-h4/s400/August+2009+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We've been doing some serious scooter rides lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/724349820983859557-162102299585635643?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/162102299585635643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=162102299585635643&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/162102299585635643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/162102299585635643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/08/hurdle-cleared.html' title='Hurdle: Cleared.'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SonWwjo-G_I/AAAAAAAACJE/7v1gxzNjEFQ/s72-c/August+2009+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-7711912893209503869</id><published>2009-08-04T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:32:49.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now THIS is ART!</title><content type='html'>Ava's artistic abilities are really shining through lately.  Not only does she ask to draw ALL-THE-TIME, but she comes up with some great wall art.  Following each depiction of a family member, and a promise to give/mail it to them she continuously questions whether or not it is hanging on their fridge.  So, jon, sara and "baby" is this hanging yet???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/?action=view&amp;current=June-July2009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/June-July2009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-7711912893209503869?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/7711912893209503869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=7711912893209503869&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/7711912893209503869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/7711912893209503869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/08/now-this-is-art.html' title='Now THIS is ART!'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-2355088287564703497</id><published>2009-07-31T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T23:59:54.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few faves</title><content type='html'>Our month in Utah was fun, of course.  The kids loved it.  It is such a different life for them there. I didn't think Ava would notice.  This comment tells me otherwise.  "Mom, how come Heavenly Father and Jesus let Grandma and Papa live in Utah and not us?"  Hmm.  Answer that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of my favorite pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the cabin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/?action=view&amp;current=June-July2009045.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/June-July2009045.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure I have a picture of me as a kid making this exact same face.  Mom, what do you think??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/?action=view&amp;current=June-July2009036.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/June-July2009036.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/?action=view&amp;current=June-July2009034.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/June-July2009034.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish knew more about editing my photos or actually did it, because this one could be real cool with a good action.  I just think it looks so old school.  Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/?action=view&amp;current=June-July2009027.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/June-July2009027.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Arts Festival.  Always a highlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/?action=view&amp;current=June-July2009016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/June-July2009016.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/?action=view&amp;current=June-July2009017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/June-July2009017.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/?action=view&amp;current=June-July2009018.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/June-July2009018.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my kids stay good friends forever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And giving Papa Jim his Father's Day present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/?action=view&amp;current=June-July2009002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/June-July2009002.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-2355088287564703497?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/2355088287564703497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=2355088287564703497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2355088287564703497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2355088287564703497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/07/few-faves.html' title='A few faves'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-8166343835430728932</id><published>2009-07-31T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T18:16:05.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I am back. What might bring such sudden motivation at 10:46pm on a Friday night? Hmmm...not sure. Maybe it's that Ty is out of town and I would hate to actually get a good nights rest, that would be silly. He's at "man week", doing all things manly...with a bunch of 14 year old boys :) As he rattled off a few of the manly activities for the week; boating, biking, hiking, "camping" (in a cabin) I came to one giant conclusion. I would like to be a man. Send me away to the great outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of, I was reminded of a story the other day that is worth documenting, for posterity's sake. I was young and spontaneous, in college and engaged to Tyler. The "white house" boys, aka tyler and his roommates decided to head to southern Utah for a camping trip. Tyler had a big test or paper or something that kept him home, but that didn't bother me. I went nonetheless. I ended up driving down with Jon (ty's twin bro) and matty j. We had plans to meet the rest of the group (guys AND girls) who had gone earlier at our campsite. Apparently cell phones don't have great service on the top of a big red rock. Well, jon, matty j. and I never found our little "group". We pitched our tent and I slept right in between the two, only waking up to Jon's face inches from mine a number of times. The point: I slept with ty's twin brother before I slept with him. ;) And that night he even dug through the Wendy's garbage can to find my wallet and proceeded to wipe all the stinky ketchup off it for me...I think I still owe him for this one! That was seriously nasty. Jon, we sure started our relationship off on the right foot! Ahh, what a trip down memory lane. I should do this more often. I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to something even remotely relevant. Bennett. He is the coolest little guy. He does all sorts of things now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Eats. LOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/?action=view&amp;current=June-July2009075.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/June-July2009075.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sits up.  And as this picture shows, he sucks his bottom lip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/?action=view&amp;current=June-July2009076.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/June-July2009076.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't crawl...it's still a little too much to lug around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/?action=view&amp;current=June-July2009066.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/June-July2009066.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took his first bath with the big kids. And likely won't be doing this again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/?action=view&amp;current=June-July2009043.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/June-July2009043.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you couldn't tell in the above pictures. He is still bald. Very bald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/?action=view&amp;current=June-July2009077.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i693.photobucket.com/albums/vv291/lindseykearl/June-July2009077.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and apparently you will see this little guy gracing the walls of the Picture People in Valley Fair. I gotta figure out how to go in and hide my Flip so I can get record of where is modeling career started. It helped that it was the best photo shoot ever. I had to wake him up, then I set him on the floor and he totally turned on the charm. Way to go little man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-8166343835430728932?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/8166343835430728932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=8166343835430728932&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8166343835430728932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8166343835430728932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-i-am-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-7636916196269713909</id><published>2009-07-17T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T15:28:35.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overwhelmed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;by the thought of updating this thing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll try again later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-7636916196269713909?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/7636916196269713909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=7636916196269713909&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/7636916196269713909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/7636916196269713909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/07/overwhelmed.html' title='Overwhelmed...'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-2569256918389840962</id><published>2009-05-31T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:22:42.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Weekend Getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tyler had to go to New Jersey for work the week before Memorial Day, but got done on Thursday. We decided it was a perfect opportunity to vacay to NY. So my parents came out to watch Ava and Christian and Bennett and I head out to meet up with Ty. It was fantastic. We had some VERY generous friends that allowed us to stay in their "apartment" for the weekend, while they were gone. It was hard, but we made it work. When we first walked in we saw this:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342194901643124258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNJ9XlXXiI/AAAAAAAACFo/OCYWJHN325k/s400/May+2009+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know, the Hudson and the upper west side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we turned our heads left and saw this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342194912678007234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNJ-AsSUcI/AAAAAAAACF4/JkeL9JNMvug/s400/May+2009+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the sunset over the Hudson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we could finally take our eyes off of the view we went into our bedroom to see this:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342194896565501618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNJ9Eqw_rI/AAAAAAAACFg/1dPZDdePMNg/s400/May+2009+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the other side of the upper west side and Central Park. If we looked to the right from our bedroom window we could see into midtown, but we didn't get a pic of that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we woke up to this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNJ-fBg8SI/AAAAAAAACGA/KSy48Gpg86Q/s1600-h/May+2009+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342194920820109602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNJ-fBg8SI/AAAAAAAACGA/KSy48Gpg86Q/s400/May+2009+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And fell asleep to this:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342198571317747554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNNS-L-X2I/AAAAAAAACH4/3rgb0ortPaI/s400/May+2009+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know, it was rough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we weren't gazing out the window or searching the building for Kenneth (from 30Rock) and Gayle (AKA Oprah's BFF) we did a ton and ate some seriously tasty food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Pier on the Hudson about 2 blocks from our place (real close to where the plane landed awhile back).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNNqxAmO2I/AAAAAAAACII/BqRvB6Yho7w/s1600-h/May+2009+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342198980097227618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNNqxAmO2I/AAAAAAAACII/BqRvB6Yho7w/s400/May+2009+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342198554793323170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNNSAoPqqI/AAAAAAAACHo/Gfseveo3ApM/s400/May+2009+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342198550659137426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNNRxOk_5I/AAAAAAAACHg/b-i1FwO4Lv8/s400/May+2009+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342194910194473506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNJ93cKmiI/AAAAAAAACFw/yxgR4STvB5k/s400/May+2009+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yankee Stadium. Note, I said stadium, not game. $375 for the cheapest seat we could get. We're not that big of baseball fans!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342198543564561986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNNRWzGXkI/AAAAAAAACHY/ZQnszZs1zp0/s400/May+2009+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Temple wasn't far so we did some walk by's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342198559060178290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNNSQhitXI/AAAAAAAACHw/HcRu2CB2ubA/s400/May+2009+125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had to, we're 30 Rock fans!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342197368109683282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNMM740UlI/AAAAAAAACHQ/SnXwdkaCUDc/s400/May+2009+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A few strolls through Central Park. I love it there. I think I would run a lot if it were my track. Apparently we totally failed our hosts by not riding on the carousel...who knew it was a must do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNMMnlxAAI/AAAAAAAACHI/LXMJGllwcIc/s1600-h/May+2009+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342197362661064706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNMMnlxAAI/AAAAAAAACHI/LXMJGllwcIc/s400/May+2009+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNMMVopdiI/AAAAAAAACHA/DaxGz3xi0qU/s1600-h/May+2009+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342197357841315362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNMMVopdiI/AAAAAAAACHA/DaxGz3xi0qU/s400/May+2009+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNMMKAhkwI/AAAAAAAACG4/qCxVfDGpeh4/s1600-h/May+2009+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342197354720236290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNMMKAhkwI/AAAAAAAACG4/qCxVfDGpeh4/s400/May+2009+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNMLS92wuI/AAAAAAAACGw/H34x315i10o/s1600-h/May+2009+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342197339945091810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNMLS92wuI/AAAAAAAACGw/H34x315i10o/s400/May+2009+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is just no other place like Times Square. Bennett was wide eyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNLQCXI20I/AAAAAAAACGo/_iBPu5Y78As/s1600-h/May+2009+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342196321875450690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNLQCXI20I/AAAAAAAACGo/_iBPu5Y78As/s400/May+2009+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Father...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNLPj1a9wI/AAAAAAAACGg/w4xQlGOVLAA/s1600-h/May+2009+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342196313680967426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNLPj1a9wI/AAAAAAAACGg/w4xQlGOVLAA/s400/May+2009+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Like Son. Ride it boys!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342196307729971714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNLPNql-gI/AAAAAAAACGQ/KGhw3jt86n0/s400/May+2009+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out to Lady Liberty and Ellis Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNLPeBj0SI/AAAAAAAACGY/K-dHAqZZSaY/s1600-h/May+2009+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342196312121266466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNLPeBj0SI/AAAAAAAACGY/K-dHAqZZSaY/s400/May+2009+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just put this pic in because Ty looks hot ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNLO3dmEJI/AAAAAAAACGI/k307o_g5ifw/s1600-h/May+2009+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342196301769871506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNLO3dmEJI/AAAAAAAACGI/k307o_g5ifw/s400/May+2009+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342207137832227858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNVFm8L1BI/AAAAAAAACIQ/nuPBDhiYANo/s400/May+2009+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We obviously did a little more than this, but you can't capture everything:) My fave eats were definitely Norma's (again...almost twice), Cafe Habana (yummiest grilled corn. ever.), Telepan (worth the $$$$), and not enough pinkberry (which was right around the corner).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh and by the way, this boy was awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342198976055635170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNNqh9AbOI/AAAAAAAACIA/IvtWl8i3zjc/s400/May+2009+143.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was such a nice trip.  We have a huge THANK YOU to send to grandma and papa and of course to p and j for letting us crash at their place!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-2569256918389840962?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/2569256918389840962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=2569256918389840962&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2569256918389840962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2569256918389840962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-weekend-getaway.html' title='Memorial Weekend Getaway'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SiNJ9XlXXiI/AAAAAAAACFo/OCYWJHN325k/s72-c/May+2009+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-2867704932972925312</id><published>2009-05-16T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T22:01:30.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's a Beach...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; ...especially on a day like this.  Here is what it involved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A little, or rather a lot of chillaxin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336648294423584930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sg-VWVhP4KI/AAAAAAAACEw/b4xbVnjYSZ4/s400/May+2009+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Digging a pit to play in. (I love Christian's face in this pic.)  I mocked Tyler as he brought a full sized shovel to the beach with us, but I'll admit the kids loved their little play place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sg-VW8-2g2I/AAAAAAAACFI/_N-uVncFN80/s1600-h/May+2009+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336648305016734562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sg-VW8-2g2I/AAAAAAAACFI/_N-uVncFN80/s400/May+2009+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking/running our friends' dogs.  Ava and Alexa were in heaven with these little guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sg-VWs98r-I/AAAAAAAACFA/0eBO8PaKuPg/s1600-h/May+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336648300717977570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sg-VWs98r-I/AAAAAAAACFA/0eBO8PaKuPg/s400/May+2009+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More pit fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336648681350543810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sg-Vs270ucI/AAAAAAAACFY/Cp-MsPc36nA/s400/May+2009+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What beach trip is complete without a little burying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sg-VWs8m2AI/AAAAAAAACE4/XD4Qm4-jMfc/s1600-h/May+2009+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336648300712351746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sg-VWs8m2AI/AAAAAAAACE4/XD4Qm4-jMfc/s400/May+2009+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More chillaxin', and Logan looking real cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336648307242441202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sg-VXFRgGfI/AAAAAAAACFQ/6_dGF6k7Df8/s400/May+2009+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great day, besides the fact that I am a strawberry :)  Got to love the first trips out for the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-2867704932972925312?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/2867704932972925312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=2867704932972925312&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2867704932972925312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2867704932972925312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/05/lifes-beach.html' title='Life&apos;s a Beach...'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sg-VWVhP4KI/AAAAAAAACEw/b4xbVnjYSZ4/s72-c/May+2009+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-7709101501275512415</id><published>2009-05-14T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:25:34.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How did this happen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So how come I feel like this was just last week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sgz5OLfOYQI/AAAAAAAACEo/QA8m9wlv4Qs/s1600-h/33123171_470_7042_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335913680524435714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sgz5OLfOYQI/AAAAAAAACEo/QA8m9wlv4Qs/s400/33123171_470_7042_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sgz5OIyCvkI/AAAAAAAACEg/yjC9P3RCuKo/s1600-h/32171340_dscn0484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335913679798058562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sgz5OIyCvkI/AAAAAAAACEg/yjC9P3RCuKo/s400/32171340_dscn0484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When in all actuality last week I was here, at a mother's day brunch at Ava's preschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sgz5Nw8grmI/AAAAAAAACEY/Awm83-x0zJ4/s1600-h/itty+bitty+imprints+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335913673399512674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sgz5Nw8grmI/AAAAAAAACEY/Awm83-x0zJ4/s400/itty+bitty+imprints+167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not a day has gone by that this little girl hasn't made me smile!  She is full of life.  She has all the feelings of DRAMA QUEEN and likes to share them with anyone and everyone, regularly.  She gets a certain thrill from teasing her brother, but then makes up for it by giving him her Trader Joe's balloon after he releases his into the sky and bursts into hysterics.  She is determined and oh so persistant, I am patiently awaiting the day I will enjoy and encourage these qualities.  No, today is not her birthday.  I just think she is special and wanted to share.  Love you sis!&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/724349820983859557-7709101501275512415?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/7709101501275512415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=7709101501275512415&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/7709101501275512415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/7709101501275512415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-did-this-happen.html' title='How did this happen?'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sgz5OLfOYQI/AAAAAAAACEo/QA8m9wlv4Qs/s72-c/33123171_470_7042_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-2147058721266213349</id><published>2009-05-14T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:06:47.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Documentation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bennett had his first trip to Disneyland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335909746640899906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sgz1pMoTT0I/AAAAAAAACDo/gRb2WGHCjKM/s400/itty+bitty+imprints+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335909741642922530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sgz1o6AsOiI/AAAAAAAACDg/YqXMjamwWKU/s400/itty+bitty+imprints+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335909736419009714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sgz1omjNpLI/AAAAAAAACDY/KVHS4AcefZg/s400/itty+bitty+imprints+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other kids enjoyed it as well. Christian didn't seem to mind meeting all the princesses. He even tried to hand Ariel a boogie...nice. Luckily for us she didn't understand his 2 year old talk, lucky for her he didn't wipe it on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335912227711253522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sgz35nVkfBI/AAAAAAAACEI/EBhaTlT2550/s400/itty+bitty+imprints+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335912229139563714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sgz35sqGxMI/AAAAAAAACEQ/O75I5XsYA8I/s400/itty+bitty+imprints+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335912219643425858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sgz35JSDNEI/AAAAAAAACEA/mW2dryT5-sY/s400/itty+bitty+imprints+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/724349820983859557-2147058721266213349?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/2147058721266213349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=2147058721266213349&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2147058721266213349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2147058721266213349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/05/documentation.html' title='Documentation'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sgz1pMoTT0I/AAAAAAAACDo/gRb2WGHCjKM/s72-c/itty+bitty+imprints+122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-3800424519108889918</id><published>2009-05-08T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:58:37.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a good little Mommy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a pic of Mr. Bennett Man. He's barely 4 months and 17 pounds and almost 26 inches. What can I say, we build 'em tough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333678157726324434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SgUIBoGJltI/AAAAAAAACDM/rg-nY0kSGrI/s400/521353933_img_0443.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Thanks to the real mr. bennett for the pic.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So my little man is a sleeping champ.  A good 11 hours will do the kid.  I'm lovin it.  On the other hand, my other, little-mr. number one has been taking his turn in the wee hours of night.  Apparently he just wants a little extra attention (and moc...or milk) at 2:00am.  Not so great.  So he would wake up, scream out and wake up my little pro sleeper.  The only thing worse than one child awake at 2am is 2 children awake at 2am.  So we did what all loving parents do.  We turn the door knob around and locked him in his room.  We then popped up the port-o-crib into our dead-to-the-world sleeper girl's room to let the C man work it out for a couple nights and get back into a good routine.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So we were a couple nights into it, and it is working great.  All kids sleeping.  7:30am rolls around and I start to hear Bennett making his morning coo's accompanied by miss ava jabbering away to him.  At this point I am well aware that she is in the port-a-crib with him (a common occurrence).  Eventually Bennett starts fussing for a minute, followed by reassurance from ava that she is there.  Tyler hops out of bed to go intervene when suddenly bennett stops crying.  Tyler soon comes to get me to come see.  I walk in the room to see ava holding bennett in a cradle position, her shirt pulled up and bennett LATCHED ON to her  umm...upper stomach.  Ava was gently saying, "It's okay, I'll feed you."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-3800424519108889918?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/3800424519108889918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=3800424519108889918&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/3800424519108889918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/3800424519108889918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-good-little-mommy.html' title='What a good little Mommy!'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SgUIBoGJltI/AAAAAAAACDM/rg-nY0kSGrI/s72-c/521353933_img_0443.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-9209117361243804913</id><published>2009-04-30T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:38:38.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lack of Responsibility</title><content type='html'>So I am miss slacker on the blog.  Quick Update: We ventured to AZ for a family reunion, which was a blast.  Then on to Disneyland with cousins from Prague, totally fun as well.  Then those Prague cousins came to our house to stay for a few days.  SOOO nice to hang out with my sis for awhile.  And the girls really had fun...most of the time, especially all the half naked days in the backyard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to here and now.  Today.  Do you ever have those days where you feel carefree, your calendar is empty and you can just lounge around, let your kids get out toy after toy without cleaning up while you carry on mind numbing activities of your own?  Those days are great when your calendar is really empty.  Today, mine was not.  I made a home appointment at my "studio", aka the odd detached room in our backyard that some previous owner built, that I am convinced there is no use for except my current business.  So I made this appointment a week ago, certain I would remember to put it on my calendar.  I did not.  It's 4pm and there is a knock at the door.  Honestly, I am thinking, &lt;em&gt;Jehovah's Witness, didn't I tell them to come Saturdays.  Tyler is the one that likes to talk to them.   &lt;/em&gt;I open the door to see only one woman and so my mind draws a blank.  She proceeds to tell me that she is my appointment.  Ahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately...&lt;br /&gt;I was dressed for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately...&lt;br /&gt;I had been doing laundry, which at my house means clean clothes from the week's 8 loads are strewn about the front room.  My kids had been playing which means a good chunk of all their toys were spread from the kitchen to the garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately...&lt;br /&gt;There was a small path to walk by, she didn't trip on a single toy AND she had no idea what the big pile of silky whites were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately...&lt;br /&gt;We just rearranged and put a queen size bed in the back "studio" with plans to separate it off(which has not happened) and therefore my entire display was taken down.  So not only when the poor lady walked in the room did she see NO imprints, but she saw a large bed (without sheets of course) and a lot of oddly placed furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately...&lt;br /&gt;I had all the imprints tucked nicely in a box to let my customer dig through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfotunately...&lt;br /&gt;Christian had gotten into the dress up box and found his favorite combo, purple dress with the cowboy hat.  When I tried to explain that he has an older sister, she stopped me and said, "He?  I thought this was a little girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately...&lt;br /&gt;Bennett, who I would have arranged to be sound asleep during this appointment was awake, but half way through the appointment was ready for a nap and cried on the large bed previously mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately...&lt;br /&gt;I am completely out of the fortunates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm professional.  Real professional!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-9209117361243804913?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/9209117361243804913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=9209117361243804913&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/9209117361243804913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/9209117361243804913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-lack-of-responsibility.html' title='My Lack of Responsibility'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-2630840750509646479</id><published>2009-04-07T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T15:37:17.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to smile about...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This little guy slept eleven hours last night...eleven!  That is all flippin night folks...love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SdvSuxMa-cI/AAAAAAAACDE/jrmi65L8BlE/s1600-h/april+2009+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322079085589625282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SdvSuxMa-cI/AAAAAAAACDE/jrmi65L8BlE/s400/april+2009+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SdvSunqW8eI/AAAAAAAACC0/6QFRirvZPZc/s1600-h/april+2009+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322079083030835682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SdvSunqW8eI/AAAAAAAACC0/6QFRirvZPZc/s400/april+2009+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Please do it again real soon little buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/724349820983859557-2630840750509646479?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/2630840750509646479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=2630840750509646479&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2630840750509646479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2630840750509646479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/04/something-to-smile-about.html' title='Something to smile about...'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SdvSuxMa-cI/AAAAAAAACDE/jrmi65L8BlE/s72-c/april+2009+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-4726784466843717994</id><published>2009-03-31T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:32:23.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone...with wipes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left a pack of wipes by the side of Ava's bed the other night. Every morning since there have been wipes strewn about in the morning. Tonight I figured out one, of the many I'm sure, uses for those wipes each night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319574024996242114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SdLsZDRLwsI/AAAAAAAACCk/RRlRJplRGjk/s400/March+09+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHHH!  Relaxing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I totally thought she was pretending to sleep...oh no.  She was sound asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND...here is Bennett now a days...cute, and 3 months old btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SdLsZYIeybI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ShI0Q8-4IA/s1600-h/March+09+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319574030596884914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SdLsZYIeybI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ShI0Q8-4IA/s400/March+09+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-4726784466843717994?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/4726784466843717994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=4726784466843717994&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/4726784466843717994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/4726784466843717994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/03/alonewith-wipes.html' title='Alone...with wipes.'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SdLsZDRLwsI/AAAAAAAACCk/RRlRJplRGjk/s72-c/March+09+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-6171852567644063040</id><published>2009-03-19T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T08:59:24.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little Blessing</title><content type='html'>I love this little guy!  I somehow forgot to post a few pics from his Blessing on March 1st.  He was so cute in his little tie.  Christian was so proud to be wearing the same tie as Bennett.  Bennett was good through the whole blessing until about the last line when he let his daddy know that he was done.  Here is a pic of Bennett with just about everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/ScJo9yCpFlI/AAAAAAAACCU/6l5z1EaOzW8/s1600-h/March+09+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314925920864769618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/ScJo9yCpFlI/AAAAAAAACCU/6l5z1EaOzW8/s400/March+09+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/ScJmKP6xAgI/AAAAAAAACCM/5JYwg0MIVek/s1600-h/March+09+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314922836508344834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/ScJmKP6xAgI/AAAAAAAACCM/5JYwg0MIVek/s400/March+09+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314922819840867202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/ScJmJR07e4I/AAAAAAAACBs/68G_CCCCz1Q/s400/March+09+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314922830752030786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/ScJmJ6eWoEI/AAAAAAAACB8/M4d1JgR65II/s400/March+09+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/ScJmKC0VrlI/AAAAAAAACCE/mA6hmi_PYdQ/s1600-h/March+09+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314922832991727186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/ScJmKC0VrlI/AAAAAAAACCE/mA6hmi_PYdQ/s400/March+09+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/ScJmJvl-ZUI/AAAAAAAACB0/bWHa_eVoSAI/s1600-h/March+09+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314922827831207234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/ScJmJvl-ZUI/AAAAAAAACB0/bWHa_eVoSAI/s400/March+09+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314925930215591234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/ScJo-U4DTUI/AAAAAAAACCc/sAdj85XYwPU/s400/March+09+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/724349820983859557-6171852567644063040?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/6171852567644063040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=6171852567644063040&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/6171852567644063040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/6171852567644063040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-little-blessing.html' title='My little Blessing'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/ScJo9yCpFlI/AAAAAAAACCU/6l5z1EaOzW8/s72-c/March+09+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-6784144178103959240</id><published>2009-03-17T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:16:31.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did the Leprechauns come to your house?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3d3c1b0d8c4231bd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3d3c1b0d8c4231bd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330378645%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D507BFB3864A13425B34F63963AC988FB124556F7.5C177BBF7AF811FEBE5DEA01829A78B629A43F26%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3d3c1b0d8c4231bd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpoGKVaf4fRk8WEs_ZwXf4Hr2-QM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3d3c1b0d8c4231bd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330378645%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D507BFB3864A13425B34F63963AC988FB124556F7.5C177BBF7AF811FEBE5DEA01829A78B629A43F26%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3d3c1b0d8c4231bd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpoGKVaf4fRk8WEs_ZwXf4Hr2-QM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sb20RQ5v7yI/AAAAAAAACBc/KYcl6haWwu8/s400/bennett1front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313601351519057218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sb20RstUNUI/AAAAAAAACBk/r0H1yGFQ9a8/s400/bennett1back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is the front and back of Bennett's announcement.  The talented &lt;a href="http://thekimballfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Becky&lt;/a&gt; created them for me and the also talented &lt;a href="http://macaskillphotography.smugmug.com/"&gt;Meghan&lt;/a&gt; took the pics for me.  Thanks to both of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/724349820983859557-2443343905297034282?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/2443343905297034282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=2443343905297034282&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2443343905297034282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/2443343905297034282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-case-we-missed-you.html' title='In case we missed you...'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sb20RQ5v7yI/AAAAAAAACBc/KYcl6haWwu8/s72-c/bennett1front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-1806797066425199250</id><published>2009-03-10T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T15:43:48.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody was...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...Kung Fu Fighting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple weeks ago we partied for the kids birthday's- Kung Fu Style! It was loads of fun. I have to give credit to my creative husband, he came up with most of the ideas. He even made all the costumes himself. The kids came in, grabbed their ninja attire, with matching chinese hat, then headed out back for games. The games were seriously a riot! We had noodle throwing, puzzels, chinese star throwing and of course, the karate chop where the kids had to bow to their master and "hee-ya" through some 2=ply toilet paper. The kids really loved it. Then we let the kids dance around to none other than "Kung Fu Fighting". Lastly we let them all take a wack at the panda pinata and enjoyed cupcakes and juice boxes. We had a great time and hope everyone else did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311683947226762514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SbbkaFGYjRI/AAAAAAAAB_s/BoW48OEigaE/s400/Feb+09+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The outfits ready to be pick up by mini ninjas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311683952540131410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SbbkaY5MIFI/AAAAAAAAB_0/bm6sMoRLNtE/s400/Feb+09+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My 2 favorite ninjas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311683958103406322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sbbkatnk9vI/AAAAAAAAB_8/PQ2lT2DUnE4/s400/Feb+09+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311683959265912258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sbbkax8vZcI/AAAAAAAACAE/8CbfI0rNRNQ/s400/Feb+09+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few participating ninjas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SbbkbFCpcwI/AAAAAAAACAM/rxqT4JAYaLA/s1600-h/Feb+09+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311683964390961922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SbbkbFCpcwI/AAAAAAAACAM/rxqT4JAYaLA/s400/Feb+09+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler's boss "bowing to her master."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sbbqg_0ddnI/AAAAAAAACAc/oQBYDzVbYIw/s1600-h/Feb+09+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311690663138260594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sbbqg_0ddnI/AAAAAAAACAc/oQBYDzVbYIw/s400/Feb+09+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Pinata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sbbqgiguz4I/AAAAAAAACAU/_yS16UBiSHg/s1600-h/Feb+09+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311690655270883202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Sbbqgiguz4I/AAAAAAAACAU/_yS16UBiSHg/s400/Feb+09+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The loot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311690666243067362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SbbqhLYtDeI/AAAAAAAACAk/3xcruVLSnMw/s400/Feb+09+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Singing to the birthday boy and girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311690734586728450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SbbqlJ_GkAI/AAAAAAAACA0/1EENsaY8yNs/s400/Feb+09+146.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Blowing out the candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311690719987255410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SbbqkTmUSHI/AAAAAAAACAs/2LBQm8kO5E0/s400/Feb+09+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Some of the guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SbbrTEIsOEI/AAAAAAAACBU/C_WvlVVOuMs/s1600-h/Feb+09+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311691523290314818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SbbrTEIsOEI/AAAAAAAACBU/C_WvlVVOuMs/s400/Feb+09+150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SbbrS1eZX9I/AAAAAAAACBM/3-QWyxh0GKM/s1600-h/Feb+09+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311691519354822610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SbbrS1eZX9I/AAAAAAAACBM/3-QWyxh0GKM/s400/Feb+09+156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Austin- this party was made for this kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SbbrSjhqDvI/AAAAAAAACBE/vIoFK1naHLg/s1600-h/Feb+09+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311691514536660722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SbbrSjhqDvI/AAAAAAAACBE/vIoFK1naHLg/s400/Feb+09+163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My two helpers- Taylor and Julia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SbbrSnOYr8I/AAAAAAAACA8/Ccr2ib04ljo/s1600-h/Feb+09+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311691515529572290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SbbrSnOYr8I/AAAAAAAACA8/Ccr2ib04ljo/s400/Feb+09+165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aaron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to all of Ava and Christian's friends for coming to celebrate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/724349820983859557-1806797066425199250?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/1806797066425199250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=1806797066425199250&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1806797066425199250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/1806797066425199250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/03/everybody-was.html' title='Everybody was...'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SbbkaFGYjRI/AAAAAAAAB_s/BoW48OEigaE/s72-c/Feb+09+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-8709382826259442165</id><published>2009-03-03T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T09:12:25.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For those who only see pics</title><content type='html'>This might help you get to know our little Bennett man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a2c2346a9a3e39cb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/8709382826259442165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=8709382826259442165&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8709382826259442165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/8709382826259442165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-those-who-only-see-pics.html' title='For those who only see pics'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-5075782859059725918</id><published>2009-03-02T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:59:42.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Ambitious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've had a busy week of birthday fun, but today this is what we are doing...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308743202463746482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Saxx0NKfCbI/AAAAAAAAB_c/nQddknZz2kE/s400/March+09+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308743207045423346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Saxx0eO14PI/AAAAAAAAB_k/29w90gais2o/s400/March+09+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;wish me luck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724349820983859557-5075782859059725918?l=mamapenuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/feeds/5075782859059725918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724349820983859557&amp;postID=5075782859059725918&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/5075782859059725918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724349820983859557/posts/default/5075782859059725918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamapenuer.blogspot.com/2009/03/feeling-ambitious.html' title='Feeling Ambitious'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10537685450547504506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/SX9zUFttoxI/AAAAAAAAB44/IJIAuNH3zXA/S220/Bennetts+pics+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRcJyAZNXxo/Saxx0NKfCbI/AAAAAAAAB_c/nQddknZz2kE/s72-c/March+09+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724349820983859557.post-7108911008175533371</id><published>2009-02-22T20:54:00.000-08:00</published
