<?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-719772350832691043</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:14:16.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben * Anjuli * Bubbles*Jack</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980420139679278605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_q8qpBNCGM-k/SI5s0u7t5aI/AAAAAAAAAJc/6wHeMhl5beI/S220/misc+142mini.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>189</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-1412758027313299330</id><published>2012-01-02T22:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:30:29.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>We've made the move to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anjuliandbenpluskids.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://anjuliandbenpluskids.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-1412758027313299330?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1412758027313299330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=1412758027313299330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1412758027313299330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1412758027313299330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-1299793223965023606</id><published>2011-10-27T16:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T16:22:28.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 month appointment... Almost 1 month late</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today we took Jack to his well baby appointment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Weight: 20lbs&lt;br&gt;Height: 28.5"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His growth has definitely slowed down. He hasn't put much weight on at all. He's meeting all his milestones though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-iN4fEz0nqCc/TqnnsnbgHXI/AAAAAAAALNs/pet5i85KTdI/IMAG0631.png' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-1299793223965023606?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1299793223965023606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=1299793223965023606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1299793223965023606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1299793223965023606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2011/10/9-month-appointment-almost-1-month-late.html' title='9 month appointment... Almost 1 month late'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-iN4fEz0nqCc/TqnnsnbgHXI/AAAAAAAALNs/pet5i85KTdI/s72-c/IMAG0631.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-6256350887240976878</id><published>2011-10-16T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T18:43:15.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some First's for Bubbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bubbles got to go to his very first football game yesterday. He isn't really a fan of strangers or loud noises, but he did a great job and really had fun telling me about the cool stuff he saw. He was really excited to see Oregon State's Beaver prancing around and BYU's Cougar being silly too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the long drive back up from Corvallis (long considering the traffic) he had a serious case of the wiggles, so he and Ben went out to play on the trampoline. We're not exactly sure what happened, but the current theory goes like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ben moved and the transfer of energy hit Bubbles just as he was bouncing, so he went flying in the air much high than he bounces himself. We think that he may have locked his knee before landing. What we know for sure is that he was hurt. He screamed when he landed and Ben says it wasn't a sound he's ever heard Bubbles make before. I happened to be about 5 minutes away from them when it happened. I had been calling Ben to see what was happening when I heard Bradley crying in the background. We hurried to get there so that I could evaluate his injury. He said that his knee hurt. Ben had taken his jeans off and applied ice while they waited for me. I couldn't see anything but some swelling. He was obviously very uncomfortable though, so after conferring with my mom I decided that we were going to take him to the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We loaded him into Ben's car as carefully as we could and used coats and such to elevate his leg. The poor little guy would cry and then fall into a really fitful sleep and wake up crying. It was a really pitiful cycle. I made the decision to drive a little extra to be seen at Silverton Hospital instead of likely waiting all night to be seen at Salem. It was a good decision. They brought us back immediately. The doctor was in there within a couple minutes and had us sent to xray within 10 minutes of arriving. It took a little while longer to have the xrays evaluated. He came in with copies of the xrays for Bubbles memory book. It is definitely broken. They did a fiberglass splint and gave a prescription for pain meds. We were out of there within an hour and a half of arriving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/-S_YFSKodxso/TpuHrpZtg5I/AAAAAAAALFQ/3o22zzSctG4/s1600/Bradley+broken+leg+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S_YFSKodxso/TpuHrpZtg5I/AAAAAAAALFQ/3o22zzSctG4/s320/Bradley+broken+leg+1.jpg" width="238" /&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/-73FaBlctW9k/TpuHwMYjkwI/AAAAAAAALFY/TC-KNG7ReY0/s1600/Bradley+broken+leg+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-73FaBlctW9k/TpuHwMYjkwI/AAAAAAAALFY/TC-KNG7ReY0/s320/Bradley+broken+leg+2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's still in a considerable amount of pain, but he's been so tough. We are using the pain meds and ibuprofen with the dr's permission. We should be getting a call sometime tomorrow to schedule him going in to have his cast placed. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-6256350887240976878?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6256350887240976878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=6256350887240976878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6256350887240976878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6256350887240976878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2011/10/some-firsts-for-bubbles.html' title='Some First&apos;s for Bubbles'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S_YFSKodxso/TpuHrpZtg5I/AAAAAAAALFQ/3o22zzSctG4/s72-c/Bradley+broken+leg+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-19814035284743367</id><published>2011-08-15T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T17:38:45.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinator</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I used to be so good about writing on our blog. It's not like we have a lack of things to share. I guess it just boils down to the fact that I've become rather lazy. Not lazy in the sense that I don't care for our children, more like I just don't care about updating the world about every little thing anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boys are both growing leaps and bounds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bubbles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our oldest boy is an amazing little man. He adores his younger brother and can be seen doing everything in his power to make Jack laugh. I rarely have to ask him to do something silly to occupy Jack. He's fun and has an amazing sense of humor. He enjoys singing songs from the Sound of Music. He's turned into a regular daredevil. He practices tricks on the swing set, many of them make my heart stop for a mere moment, but it feels like minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His faith in God is amazing to me. Every night he says his own prayer and it usually includes a couple of things he's grateful for. Most nights Uncle J makes the list. Then he'll ask Ben or I to say a prayer too. In our prayer we ask that Heavenly Father will help Bubbles to stay dry through the night or to help him wake up enough to take care of business. When I comment to him that he's dry in the morning he matter of factly mentions that Jesus helped him. Isn't it amazing that he believes that because we ask then it comes true. I'd like to have his child like faith. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're working on him attending nursery. For some reason he absolutely &lt;u&gt;HATES &lt;/u&gt;it. Each Sunday is a knock down drag out fight to get him to go. We've had success with Uncle Nate attending with him, but it's a no go with anybody else. He's content to just sit quietly during our class with us. Weird kid, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Jack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This kid is an animal. He's already crawling like a champ. He can pull himself up to stand on anything that will hold still long enough for him to do it, and is currently getting pretty good at cruising on furniture. He eats basically whatever we're eating and hasn't met a food yet that he doesn't enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When he's upset he yells Ama. We all know it's me he's looking for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ben starts school the Monday after my oldest brother gets married. He's really looking forward to starting nursing school. I know he'll do amazing. He's working full time right now, but we know he won't be able to work much while school is in full swing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As for me, I just sent in my application to Eastern Oregon University. I'm planning on being a Psychology major. Someday I'll turn my degree into a career, but for now I'm content staying home with my awesome little men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&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/719772350832691043-19814035284743367?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/19814035284743367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=19814035284743367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/19814035284743367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/19814035284743367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2011/08/procrastinator.html' title='Procrastinator'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-3094118173028200842</id><published>2011-06-12T09:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T10:46:42.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Blogger slacker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;If a picture is worth a thousand words then pretend you read 4,000.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-G6Pi4juQqa4/TfTnKnPEC0I/AAAAAAAAK-E/mDE3LhfZfuo/IMAG0311.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-mQ3Z2Du7C40/TfTnLYPLPKI/AAAAAAAAK-I/lI2AeTA-Y68/IMAG0307.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-3PnYGX4EOpM/TfTnL8TPuOI/AAAAAAAAK-M/AZusW9vJDmc/IMAG0303.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-f0_UVXX3L0Q/TfTnSjMtt7I/AAAAAAAAK-Q/IZrpyt1Hn3E/IMAG0302.png' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-3094118173028200842?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/3094118173028200842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=3094118173028200842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/3094118173028200842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/3094118173028200842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-blogger-slacker.html' title='I&amp;#39;m a Blogger slacker'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-G6Pi4juQqa4/TfTnKnPEC0I/AAAAAAAAK-E/mDE3LhfZfuo/s72-c/IMAG0311.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-6060036743747487682</id><published>2011-05-05T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T18:28:39.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack is 4 months old!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I took Jack for his 4 month well baby appointment. He's growing really well and is hitting all of his milestones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Height: 26"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weight: 16lbs 12oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They didn't give me his head circumference, but﻿ the doctor said that he's in the low 80th percentile for weight, upper 80th percentile for head circumference, and 61st percentile in height. He's a peanut compared to Bubbles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-6060036743747487682?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6060036743747487682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=6060036743747487682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6060036743747487682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6060036743747487682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2011/05/jack-is-4-months-old.html' title='Jack is 4 months old!!!!!'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-1713317595571778503</id><published>2011-04-27T13:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T13:17:16.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My growing boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jack will be 4 months old in just a few days. He already sits up really well with minimal assistance. He can roll easily from tummy to back and sometimes from back to tummy. He's reaching for things more and more. Some of his favorites things to do are spending time with his Umpa and walking the pasture with me. He giggles a lot now. He especially likes when I use nonsense words in a funny voice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A couple mornings ago we had a parenting adventure. I was changing his diaper when he peed all over me. As I lifted his legs to pull the wet stuff out from under him he hit me with a solid stream of poo. Luckily, I found it hilarious. It's something I will laugh about for years to come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bubbles is a regular sheep farmer now. He helps feed the ewes and accompanies us when bottle feeding our bummers. He's working on learning his alphabet. He knows about half of the song and a handful of letters by sight. He's really observant and has tons of questions daily. He's starting to understand some simple math too. He loves being a big brother. Today he asked if he could have a pool party for his birthday. It's not what I'd pick being so less than swimsuit ready, but I know he'll love it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all the update I have time for. Hopefully I'll do another soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Tbh5y_HOkXI/AAAAAAAAK9c/OLtHTEbQS5E/IMAG0207-1.png' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-1713317595571778503?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1713317595571778503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=1713317595571778503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1713317595571778503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1713317595571778503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-growing-boys.html' title='My growing boys'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Tbh5y_HOkXI/AAAAAAAAK9c/OLtHTEbQS5E/s72-c/IMAG0207-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-8876862779309231224</id><published>2011-03-28T12:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T19:29:09.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It seems I'm always catching up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've been super busy trying to get things ready to move into my parents place again. So far we have painted walls and refinished the floor in our room. Bubbles really liked helping us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TZDiux09yDI/AAAAAAAAK9U/N1reaKU1gl8/IMAG0108.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack was blessed yesterday. It was wonderful to have all our family together. I love hearing what Heavenly Father has blessed my children with. Ben said that Jack will be a peace keeper. I can really see that. He's so chill and does the cutest things when tensions are high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TZDiv7AB8qI/AAAAAAAAK9Y/WC8_LhRn3XI/1301339604790.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben started back at school today. The only day he'll be home to give me Sundays. He's going to be a very guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was hoping to take the final class I need for my Associates degree, but can't fit it into the schedule. Oh well, maybe this fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-8876862779309231224?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8876862779309231224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=8876862779309231224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/8876862779309231224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/8876862779309231224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-seems-i-always-catching-up.html' title='It seems I&amp;#39;m always catching up'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TZDiux09yDI/AAAAAAAAK9U/N1reaKU1gl8/s72-c/IMAG0108.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-2680096493899466131</id><published>2011-02-15T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T17:52:05.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The adjustment to 2 kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;While I was still pregnant with Jack I was pretty worried about how we would all adjust to a baby in the house. I was really concerned with how Bubbles would handle it all. Prior to Jack's birth he had the undivided attention of every family member. Let's be honest when you are the only child/grandchild/nephew the odds are pretty good that you are going to get spoiled. I would have to say that he's done a great job with adjustment. He's fantastic to Jack. I will admit that sometimes he isn't as thrilled with us. I can't quite decide if his behavioral issues are due to the new addition or if it's an age thing. I'm leaning towards it being a combination. He's almost 3 so the tantrums can be EPIC. Since bringing Jack home he's gotten a little more physical with his unhappiness. We've been bit, hit, kicked, and punched. We had a little bit of a break through with that though. He punched me in the face one night and I started crying. He looked at me and I told him that it hurt my face and it hurt my heart. If I hadn't already been crying I would have started because his face just fell and he started crying. He was so sorry. He truly didn't realize that he was hurting anybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The adjustment has been a bit harder for me. I feel a little guilty that Bubbles isn't getting all the attention he used to get. We're really working on that right now. I get to be the one to read to him before bed. We're currently reading James and the Giant Peach. He and I are really enjoying it. The copy I have has some great illustrations that Bubbles loves. The first few weeks I wouldn't go anywhere unless Ben was there to help if I could avoid it. Now we go to the grocery store by ourselves and have even gone to the library a few times. We definitely still have our off days, but we're really getting the hang of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ben has it a little bit harder. He wants to be able to play a lot with Bubbles, but he wants to get some good Jack time in too. With his school and work schedule it leaves a few hours in the evenings and that just isn't much time at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now for some of the recent happenings.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bubbles is so funny. He's become the naughty word police and nothing gets past him. We usually get a very strong "Don't say that word!" and then have to try not to laugh. The other day he was very mad at Ben for making him leave Grandma and Grandpa Clark's. Ben told him he needed to calm down. Bubbles came back with "It's not my fault! It's your fault". Who knew a 2 year old could play the blame game? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jack is already almost 7 weeks old. He still doesn't sleep much at night, but it's slowly getting better. He weighs over 12 pounds already. It's like he gained all that weight over night. I'm loving the baby pudge that showed up. The other night I was nursing him and he happened to look up at me and I was looking down at him. I had this overwhelming feeling of love come over me. So I tearily tell him how much I love him. Without skipping a beat he filled his diaper. I laughed so hard that I couldn't breathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As soon&amp;nbsp; as I have a chance I will post some new pictures.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-2680096493899466131?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2680096493899466131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=2680096493899466131' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2680096493899466131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2680096493899466131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2011/02/adjustment-to-2-kids.html' title='The adjustment to 2 kids'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-4431612657699837750</id><published>2011-01-10T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T07:45:58.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been a long time since I've updated, but this one will have been worth the wait!﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday December 29&amp;nbsp;I started having really hard contractions around 6pm. I really didn't want to go to L&amp;amp;D for nothing so I just waited. They were coming about every 3 minutes and lasting for 90 seconds to 2 minutes. My back hurt so bad, but I wouldn't listen to reason. I wanted to make sure it was real. Around 8 Ben called my mom and told her that we needed them to come and watch Bubbles. My oldest brother stayed at my apartment and mom came with us to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The triage nurse checked my dilation and said that I was a good 4cm and 90% effaced. They had me walk for an hour and then come back to be hooked up to the monitors and checked again. I was almost 5cm. The on-call doctor wasn't satisfied with that, so they had me walk for another hour. When I was rechecked around midnight&amp;nbsp;I was 6cm dilated. They kept me! Up until then the contractions were awful, but something about finally hearing that I could stay helped me to really relax and get zen about labor. Once I was admitted Ben went home to get Bubbles to go to bed. He was just giving my poor brother such a hard time. While he was gone I just kept moving and swaying. Shortly after he got back I asked to get into the tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tub felt amazing, but it didn't last long. About 10 minutes into the tub I started to transition. I couldn't stop shaking and the contractions were so awful that I started freaking out about how to tell if my uterus was rupturing. My body started fighting the contractions at that point. I decided to get an epidural, but wanted to wait until I was at least 7cm. I got out of the tub and was checked. I was a stretchy 7, so they called for the nurse anesthetist. Once the epidural was in I was able to relax. The nurse recommended that I sleep while I could. I definitely took advantage of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5:45am the on-call doctor came in to break my water. She waited until 4 hours after my first antibiotic dose. I was already 9cm! She told me to sleep some more. I did. I couldn't remember the last time I'd had such amazing sleep. My ob came on at 7:30. He checked me and I was complete. They told me they wanted me to labor down for a little while because his head wasn't super engaged yet. At 8:45 the nurse said we could try to start some pushing. My epidural was great. I could still feel the contractions some and the pressure, so I could feel where she wanted me to focus my pushing. They encouraged me to try different positions. My favorite was on my side. For some reason that is the position that was producing the best contractions. As I neared the end I would doze between contractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally they decided the doctor should come down because I was getting close. I just kept pushing when I felt like I needed to while they were getting ready. My doctor looked up and the look on his face was priceless. I was crowning. They hurried then. They finished their preparations really quickly. The doctor sat down and started to massage some mineral oil as I pushed. It took less than 5 minutes once he sat down for Jack's head to emerge. I eased up pushing as his shoulders came out and then he just slid out. It was amazing. I couldn't believe that I had done it. The first thing I said was "Holy crap, I pushed him out". Everybody started laughing. The doctor handed him up to me and I started crying. The feelings I was having were so intense. I couldn't believe the sense of accomplishment I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was busy marveling over my achievement and the beautiful baby boy in my arms the doctor was checking me over.&amp;nbsp;My doctor stitched me up really quick and delivered the placenta. It was then that I started bleeding pretty heavily. They started pitocin, but it wasn't enough. The doctor ordered the dose increased and then had them give me a shot of something else to help my uterus contract better. The shot made me so sick. I started vomiting. They gave me some pain meds and zofran in my IV and had me rest while they did Jack's measurements and weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked that he weighed 8lbs 9oz and was 20.5" long. His head circumference was 14". It was then that I was very grateful that he didn't wait until his due date. My ob also told me that my due date was actually 2 days later than I'd thought, so he was this chunky at 37+4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a whole parade of visitors the whole time I was in the hospital. Ben stayed home with Bubbles at night because he was such a terror to anybody else. Now we're home and my milk has already come in. It's making the breastfeeding issues a little easier. He lost a fair amount of weight. When we left the hospital he was down to 7lbs 13oz. The oncall pediatrician wanted me to have him seen 2 days later to check his weight and jaundice. The nurse practitioner felt that his jaundice was fine and he was already gaining weight back. That day he weighed 8lbs 3oz. I think a 6 ounce weight gain in 2 days is pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now almost 2 weeks later we're doing great. He's a champion nurser and he's working on getting his days and nights right again. I'd forgotten how amazing the newborn days are. It's just so much fun watching him grow a little at a time. 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TSuXb7Rk41I/AAAAAAAAKTI/L2-9rTe3Mnw/s320/DSC_0164.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/719772350832691043-4431612657699837750?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/4431612657699837750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=4431612657699837750' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/4431612657699837750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/4431612657699837750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2011/01/jack.html' title='Jack'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TSuWFCcwUhI/AAAAAAAAKSs/iauX0BMl04o/s72-c/DSCN1903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-4821549873006553101</id><published>2010-11-22T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T00:50:58.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures by Lila</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First of all, I have to say that&lt;a href="http://www.lphotography-wy.com/"&gt; Lila&lt;/a&gt; takes some amazing pictures and Bubbles just loved her so much. I highly recommend her. If only she lived closer so she could be here to do my newborns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOr5qi1-7YI/AAAAAAAAJ08/757cwkzMwSM/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOr5qi1-7YI/AAAAAAAAJ08/757cwkzMwSM/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" width="212" /&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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOr5688cG4I/AAAAAAAAJ1A/_1tMpTCCzsk/s1600/DSC_0039%2528crop+left%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOr5688cG4I/AAAAAAAAJ1A/_1tMpTCCzsk/s320/DSC_0039%2528crop+left%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOr6wAJ1FuI/AAAAAAAAJ1M/3tjkn6RyYoI/s320/DSC_0076.JPG" width="212" /&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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOr68I5c7UI/AAAAAAAAJ1Q/NtZV1UEbYQA/s1600/DSC_0113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOr68I5c7UI/AAAAAAAAJ1Q/NtZV1UEbYQA/s320/DSC_0113.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/719772350832691043-4821549873006553101?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/4821549873006553101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=4821549873006553101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/4821549873006553101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/4821549873006553101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/11/family-pictures-by-lila.html' title='Family Pictures by Lila'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOr5qi1-7YI/AAAAAAAAJ08/757cwkzMwSM/s72-c/DSC_0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-6961808968828419600</id><published>2010-11-14T16:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T16:18:12.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lil' Picasso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOB8AOX7XWI/AAAAAAAAJxA/B6cJ7hCkIGw/s1600/image0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOB8AOX7XWI/AAAAAAAAJxA/B6cJ7hCkIGw/s320/image0.jpg" width="245" /&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;This masterpiece was created all on his own. Ben and I were shocked. I think he's going to really enjoy the Art's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-6961808968828419600?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6961808968828419600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=6961808968828419600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6961808968828419600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6961808968828419600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-lil-picasso.html' title='My Lil&apos; Picasso'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOB8AOX7XWI/AAAAAAAAJxA/B6cJ7hCkIGw/s72-c/image0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-2747601071873444910</id><published>2010-11-14T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T16:02:23.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Uncle J Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided to go visit my brother last weekend. It did not get off to a good start. Bubbles woke up on the way down and we realized he was running a fever. We made a stop at a Walmart and a Target to get the medicine we needed for him. I sat with him in the back of our car most of the way to just comfort him. It was lucky that Ben found Bubbles this amazing Darth Vader costume on clearance. It was the best $1.60 I've ever spent.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOBsLzBIqoI/AAAAAAAAJvs/2IBK15E2vq0/s1600/DSCN1803.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOBsLzBIqoI/AAAAAAAAJvs/2IBK15E2vq0/s320/DSCN1803.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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOBsfRuQQqI/AAAAAAAAJvw/hnFhFP-AaDI/s1600/DSCN1804.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOBsfRuQQqI/AAAAAAAAJvw/hnFhFP-AaDI/s320/DSCN1804.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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOBswtb52nI/AAAAAAAAJwE/FKb2zjH7sAQ/s1600/DSCN1805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOBswtb52nI/AAAAAAAAJwE/FKb2zjH7sAQ/s320/DSCN1805.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It took us to 1am to get Bubbles to sleep. When we woke up we decided to hit the beach before it starting raining. We only got to be there for about 10 minutes before the downpour began, but we had fun and got some cute pictures.﻿&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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOBs9cx6jcI/AAAAAAAAJwI/yQ87HK2zqtY/s1600/DSCN1809.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOBs9cx6jcI/AAAAAAAAJwI/yQ87HK2zqtY/s320/DSCN1809.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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOBtLa6urtI/AAAAAAAAJwQ/5iucD_Gl9g4/s1600/DSCN1810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOBtLa6urtI/AAAAAAAAJwQ/5iucD_Gl9g4/s320/DSCN1810.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 align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While visiting J we took Bubbles to his first movie at the theatre. We saw Megamind. He liked it a lot and so did we. All in all it was a really good weekend. The only thing that could have made it better would have been if Bubbles had felt better.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-2747601071873444910?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2747601071873444910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=2747601071873444910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2747601071873444910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2747601071873444910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/11/uncle-j-visit.html' title='An Uncle J Visit'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOBsLzBIqoI/AAAAAAAAJvs/2IBK15E2vq0/s72-c/DSCN1803.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-5722930741422559439</id><published>2010-11-14T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T16:16:41.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mud Puddle Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bubbles has these really cool rubber boots that he only gets to use at Granna and Ampa's. He enjoys tromping around in the huge puddle in the driveway. I guess it looked like so much fun that all the men had to join in. They chucked stuff into the puddle to try to splash each other. Bubbles wore most of the mud.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOB5AXF9epI/AAAAAAAAJwc/AWbqeLVrExo/s1600/DSCN1789.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOB5AXF9epI/AAAAAAAAJwc/AWbqeLVrExo/s320/DSCN1789.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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOB5SwFj7lI/AAAAAAAAJwg/D2kMxw_U5uU/s1600/DSCN1792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOB5SwFj7lI/AAAAAAAAJwg/D2kMxw_U5uU/s320/DSCN1792.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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOB5jgMZINI/AAAAAAAAJw4/971H4LG6qS0/s1600/DSCN1793.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOB5jgMZINI/AAAAAAAAJw4/971H4LG6qS0/s320/DSCN1793.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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOB54iyBuJI/AAAAAAAAJw8/J1JQEGdkseQ/s1600/DSCN1799.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOB54iyBuJI/AAAAAAAAJw8/J1JQEGdkseQ/s320/DSCN1799.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love that the men in my life aren't too cool to do stuff like playing in puddles. Bubbles had so much fun. I think he appreciates the child in all of them too.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-5722930741422559439?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5722930741422559439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=5722930741422559439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5722930741422559439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5722930741422559439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/11/mud-puddle-play.html' title='Mud Puddle Play'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOB5AXF9epI/AAAAAAAAJwc/AWbqeLVrExo/s72-c/DSCN1789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-3821750892647896716</id><published>2010-11-14T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T15:06:57.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I'm way behind. I've become a serious blog slacker. We didn't go trick or treating because of Halloween falling on a Sunday. Instead I took Bubbles to my parents ward. He got to play with Ampa and he won candy. It was a serious win/win situtation for them both.﻿&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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOBp6E4SREI/AAAAAAAAJvc/sA0x62IK7gc/s1600/DSCN1785.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOBp6E4SREI/AAAAAAAAJvc/sA0x62IK7gc/s320/DSCN1785.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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOBqMwx-YXI/AAAAAAAAJvg/_qLVx0qahOM/s1600/DSCN1786.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOBqMwx-YXI/AAAAAAAAJvg/_qLVx0qahOM/s320/DSCN1786.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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOBqhZa-7NI/AAAAAAAAJvk/HdOSAlT-o4Y/s1600/DSCN1787.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOBqhZa-7NI/AAAAAAAAJvk/HdOSAlT-o4Y/s320/DSCN1787.JPG" width="240" /&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;Wonder of wonders, he actually let one of the young women paint a smiley face on his cheek.&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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOBqxrKyyqI/AAAAAAAAJvo/Rkfhwsc8P9M/s1600/DSCN1784.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOBqxrKyyqI/AAAAAAAAJvo/Rkfhwsc8P9M/s320/DSCN1784.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In my grossly biased opinion, he's the cutest dinosaur ever!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-3821750892647896716?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/3821750892647896716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=3821750892647896716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/3821750892647896716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/3821750892647896716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TOBp6E4SREI/AAAAAAAAJvc/sA0x62IK7gc/s72-c/DSCN1785.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-8840380294323148279</id><published>2010-10-29T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T17:43:21.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My day has been the best in some time......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I'll tell you why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This morning I went for a 3 hour glucose test. That wasn't why my day was the best. It was actually pretty miserable, but I was gone before Bubbles even woke up. My parents came to watch him and when I walked in the door he came running with his arms raised. He told me that he missed me. Seriously made my heart melt. It has probably made my week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then me and the little man ran some boring errands. Something about my sidekick just makes the boring stuff fun. He makes me laugh so hard. When people tick me off while I'm driving (and for any of you that have ever ridden with me, I apologize. I have some serious rage built up) he will tell me sorry. Then we get in a big sorry war. It's so much fun and makes my stress level drop immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got to visit Ben during his lunch. Bubbles always really likes to visit him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reading over this it's really nothing special today, but he makes my life so much fun. We came home and watched a movie together, so I could get some rest. It's a wonderful day when I get to spend it with my little man. I'm trying to do special time with him because I know that all too soon I'll be trying to split myself in two for my boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to top off my day, Bubbles tossed my brother the frisbee. Mike missed and took it in the crotch. I haven't laughed so hard in a long time. Seeing my brother roll on the floor in pain while Bubbles looked at him like he was insane was priceless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-8840380294323148279?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8840380294323148279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=8840380294323148279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/8840380294323148279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/8840380294323148279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-day-has-been-best-in-some-time.html' title='My day has been the best in some time......'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-2584160121967649589</id><published>2010-10-03T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T22:03:47.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're still alive! Things have been crazy since Ben started back at school. He's at WOU full time now and is still working part time. We don't get to see him very much these days, but I keep reminding myself that it's worth it. The sooner he gets his degree(s) completed the sooner we'll have more time with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles is keeping me on my toes. He is great fun and&amp;nbsp;exasperating&amp;nbsp;at times too. We went to visit J this weekend. I haven't seen Bradley or J happier ever. They just adore each other so much.&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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TKkAckgk9nI/AAAAAAAAJc0/HNF27qK2SMc/s1600/DSCN1746.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TKkAckgk9nI/AAAAAAAAJc0/HNF27qK2SMc/s320/DSCN1746.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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TKkAtMmd8FI/AAAAAAAAJc4/rAB5-zyUoOc/s1600/DSCN1747.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TKkAtMmd8FI/AAAAAAAAJc4/rAB5-zyUoOc/s320/DSCN1747.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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TKkA8pnGgUI/AAAAAAAAJc8/6AuiHiJf87Y/s1600/DSCN1748.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TKkA8pnGgUI/AAAAAAAAJc8/6AuiHiJf87Y/s320/DSCN1748.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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TKkBMmiuPII/AAAAAAAAJdA/w7GboVYgOZ8/s1600/DSCN1750.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TKkBMmiuPII/AAAAAAAAJdA/w7GboVYgOZ8/s320/DSCN1750.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;I'm just staying busy keeping up with the house, Bubbles, &amp;nbsp;and Ben's schedule. It's been really fun watching my tummy grow.&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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TKkBjE64BjI/AAAAAAAAJdE/4oB4f-NWbgE/s1600/bean+%232+25+weeks.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TKkBjE64BjI/AAAAAAAAJdE/4oB4f-NWbgE/s320/bean+%232+25+weeks.JPG" width="163" /&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 style="text-align: center;"&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/719772350832691043-2584160121967649589?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2584160121967649589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=2584160121967649589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2584160121967649589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2584160121967649589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/10/busy-life.html' title='Busy Life'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TKkAckgk9nI/AAAAAAAAJc0/HNF27qK2SMc/s72-c/DSCN1746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-520767274552671676</id><published>2010-09-14T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T10:57:15.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little of This and A Little of That</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TI-0sy1QwJI/AAAAAAAAJaA/MQNoKz4mbOo/s1600/DSCN1722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TI-0sy1QwJI/AAAAAAAAJaA/MQNoKz4mbOo/s320/DSCN1722.JPG" /&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;Bubbles has been having nightmares recently and as a result doesn't like going to bed. A few weeks ago he ran and jumped in my bed and told me that something scared him. He hid under the covers while Ben read Harry Potter to him. The next thing we knew his breathing had gotten really even and deep. When we pulled back the covers this is what we found.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TI-1MOfPJSI/AAAAAAAAJaI/smXeC99uvX4/s1600/DSCN1726.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TI-1MOfPJSI/AAAAAAAAJaI/smXeC99uvX4/s320/DSCN1726.JPG" /&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;We went to Coos Bay last week to help my brother move. He'll be attending school down there. He's enrolled in a pastry program. We know that he'll do great. It was just very sad to set up his new apartment and then have to leave. Bubbles misses him a lot.&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TI-1mg5fSGI/AAAAAAAAJaQ/2kLVveGyeKY/s1600/DSCN1729.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TI-1mg5fSGI/AAAAAAAAJaQ/2kLVveGyeKY/s320/DSCN1729.JPG" /&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;You can see a baby snake in my hand if you look really closely. Ben brought it home from work (they have a huge population in their blackberry bushes). Bubbles enjoyed seeing it and most people who really know me know that I love snakes. Bubbles touched it and thought it was pretty neat. We set it free in the grass field next to our apartment.&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TI-z8t8ig9I/AAAAAAAAJZY/ezvJIKgnkeY/s1600/bean+%232+22+weeks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TI-z8t8ig9I/AAAAAAAAJZY/ezvJIKgnkeY/s320/bean+%232+22+weeks.jpg" /&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;Over half way done. I feel the baby move a lot throughout the day and night. He's very active. The contractions are still present, but we're trying a course of antibiotics to see if the infection I have is what is causing them. I'm just hoping to be more active than I have been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-520767274552671676?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/520767274552671676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=520767274552671676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/520767274552671676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/520767274552671676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/09/little-of-this-and-little-of-that.html' title='A Little of This and A Little of That'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TI-0sy1QwJI/AAAAAAAAJaA/MQNoKz4mbOo/s72-c/DSCN1722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-5382316583340500576</id><published>2010-08-31T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T12:01:30.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #462947; font-family: verdana, geneva, lucida, 'lucida grande', arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;My midwife recommended that we go to our local hospital for an evaluation for Preterm Labor last night. Because I'm barely past the 20 week mark she had us go to the ER first. They were great in the ER. They called L&amp;amp;D and the decision was made to transfer me over. They had me ride in a wheelchair. A triage nurse took me because she was so concerned. When we got to L&amp;amp;D the nurse who met us was awful. She asked us why I was in a wheelchair. When we told her she just rolled her eyes. (For the record, walking makes the contractions worse.) She weighed me and led us to a room. She had me change into a gown and pee in a cup. When I came out she had me get in a bed and hooked up the monitors. She asked me questions about my previous pregnancy. When she heard I'd gone into Preterm Labor with Bubbles she was much nicer, until she found out that he stayed in until 39 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #462947; font-family: verdana, geneva, lucida, 'lucida grande', arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #462947; font-family: verdana, geneva, lucida, 'lucida grande', arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They had me lay in bed hooked to the monitors for awhile. The nurse came back in with a dr about 45 minutes after we'd gotten settled. The dr asked some questions and checked me. No dilation, but some softening. That's when she told me that even with cervical change they don't intervene before 24 weeks. She went on to tell me that frequent contractions are common in the 2nd trimester and taper off around 24 weeks. She also felt that if I am going to go into preterm labor then it won't happen until it did with Bubbles. She went so far as to tell me that because Bubbles stayed in that I don't have much to be concerned about. She advised me to call my midwife today and see about doing regular cervical length checks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok. Right then. The nurse and dr leave and the nurse comes back after I've changed. She goes over discharge instructions. Rest when possible and pelvic rest. She then goes over preterm labor symptoms and says that most are common pregnancy symptoms, so take with a grain of salt. Wow, I understand that some are, but I've been having regular contractions. Why isn't this serious to anybody? I had contractions 5 minutes apart all day. No amount of fluids or resting helped. What does rest when possible mean? I have a 2 year old. Am I supposed to just let him run around while I rest or do I just rest when the contractions keep me from doing anything but breathing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess I'm just upset that they'll do nothing if it gets worse. I don't like feeling like I'm being treated like some hypochondriac. They saw the contraction read outs. The dr felt one. It's not really something I can fake.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok. I think I've got it all out. Thank you for letting me vent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-5382316583340500576?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5382316583340500576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=5382316583340500576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5382316583340500576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5382316583340500576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/08/rant.html' title='A Rant'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-1654516309607510578</id><published>2010-08-09T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T17:39:10.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultrasound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had to go today for an ultrasound because Bradley used my tummy as a trampoline yesterday. He didn't mean to hurt me, but it definitely hurt and I started having contractions and a lot of pain. I tried sleeping through it last night, but it hadn't changed by this morning. I called my midwife and she said she'd be more comfortable sending me in for an ultrasound just in case.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything is fine. My body just didn't appreciate Bradley's rough housing. The tech said that they do a full anatomy scan when the patient is as far along as me just to be on the safe side, so we got to see everything. According to the measurements she got the baby is measuring a full week ahead with a head measuring almost 2 weeks ahead. We're having another big baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I have a minute I'll work on uploading ultrasound pictures. Until then you'll have to deal with a picture of my tummy from that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TGiILGPqzDI/AAAAAAAAIOM/nbgmvEDOytA/s1600/bean+%232+17+weeks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TGiILGPqzDI/AAAAAAAAIOM/nbgmvEDOytA/s320/bean+%232+17+weeks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/719772350832691043-1654516309607510578?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1654516309607510578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=1654516309607510578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1654516309607510578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1654516309607510578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/08/ultrasound.html' title='Ultrasound'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TGiILGPqzDI/AAAAAAAAIOM/nbgmvEDOytA/s72-c/bean+%232+17+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-5342233565256924384</id><published>2010-08-03T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T22:58:46.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Aquarium Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFj-m6wZFgI/AAAAAAAAID8/pqXFCOb7mwU/s1600/DSC_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFj-m6wZFgI/AAAAAAAAID8/pqXFCOb7mwU/s320/DSC_0113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben had been very upset that he's missed out on a bunch of the cool trips we've gone on, so he was really excited to go to the aquarium with us while my dad was on vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFj-m9BoD9I/AAAAAAAAIEE/BGnotk0_ivg/s1600/DSC_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFj-m9BoD9I/AAAAAAAAIEE/BGnotk0_ivg/s320/DSC_0115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They're looking at the seals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFj-nK6HTiI/AAAAAAAAIEM/VENgrGTXWF8/s1600/DSC_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFj-nK6HTiI/AAAAAAAAIEM/VENgrGTXWF8/s320/DSC_0116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles didn't want anything to do with us ladies. He wanted to hang out with the boys the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFj-nQMBmsI/AAAAAAAAIEU/mtu1joJjT18/s1600/DSC_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFj-nQMBmsI/AAAAAAAAIEU/mtu1joJjT18/s320/DSC_0119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubbles was fascinated by the size of these teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFj_nkjoigI/AAAAAAAAIFg/WqOFgDkql48/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFj_nkjoigI/AAAAAAAAIFg/WqOFgDkql48/s320/DSC_0124.JPG" /&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;The last time we went to the aquarium we somehow missed the cute little play area. Bubbles had fun and I got tons of adorable pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFj_wM0nr8I/AAAAAAAAIFw/2tL1x-JF6XQ/s1600/DSC_0132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFj_wM0nr8I/AAAAAAAAIFw/2tL1x-JF6XQ/s320/DSC_0132.JPG" /&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;Here we are with my awesome parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFj_-rCQAjI/AAAAAAAAIGE/I3OVRHsxTjE/s1600/DSC_0137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFj_-rCQAjI/AAAAAAAAIGE/I3OVRHsxTjE/s320/DSC_0137.JPG" /&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;Bubbles and Ben being silly together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFkAKEnfuFI/AAAAAAAAIGY/YB9FASSQKg0/s1600/DSC_0139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFkAKEnfuFI/AAAAAAAAIGY/YB9FASSQKg0/s320/DSC_0139.JPG" /&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;These carved turtles were just beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFkASG5ajZI/AAAAAAAAIGw/AjL59ify4lg/s1600/DSC_0143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFkASG5ajZI/AAAAAAAAIGw/AjL59ify4lg/s320/DSC_0143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We almost had success in getting Bubbles to touch a starfish this time. Maybe next time he'll be brave enough to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-5342233565256924384?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5342233565256924384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=5342233565256924384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5342233565256924384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5342233565256924384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/08/another-aquarium-trip.html' title='Another Aquarium Trip'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFj-m6wZFgI/AAAAAAAAID8/pqXFCOb7mwU/s72-c/DSC_0113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-7416130822207783599</id><published>2010-08-03T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T18:29:40.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oregon Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've been meaning to update the blog, but pregnancy brain has gotten the best of me. I hope you all enjoy the pictures from our trips with my parents while my dad was on vacation.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFtiHU8ZWjI/AAAAAAAAIMQ/oP7gxs-WMXE/s1600/DSCN1508.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFtiHU8ZWjI/AAAAAAAAIMQ/oP7gxs-WMXE/s320/DSCN1508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Strange looking bald eagles&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFtidGOwurI/AAAAAAAAIMY/uhntIJu1Tv8/s1600/DSCN1510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFtidGOwurI/AAAAAAAAIMY/uhntIJu1Tv8/s320/DSCN1510.JPG" /&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;I loved watching this cougar sleep.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFti8drNt1I/AAAAAAAAIMg/xNASHC2fqis/s1600/DSCN1513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFti8drNt1I/AAAAAAAAIMg/xNASHC2fqis/s320/DSCN1513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;By the petting zoo.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFtjR241l7I/AAAAAAAAIMo/r4IC_fdgZZE/s1600/DSCN1517.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFtjR241l7I/AAAAAAAAIMo/r4IC_fdgZZE/s320/DSCN1517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He somehow managed to fall asleep even though we were right behind the train engine.&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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFtjsiqw5fI/AAAAAAAAIM0/_0JZ3eVBYtU/s1600/DSCN1520.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFtjsiqw5fI/AAAAAAAAIM0/_0JZ3eVBYtU/s320/DSCN1520.JPG" /&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;A goat rider.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFtkGY4gs9I/AAAAAAAAIM8/LjxF5BXDmAM/s1600/DSCN1526.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFtkGY4gs9I/AAAAAAAAIM8/LjxF5BXDmAM/s320/DSCN1526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;This was his second ride on the school bus. We had to take the shuttle to the zoo because zoo parking was too full.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/719772350832691043-7416130822207783599?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7416130822207783599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=7416130822207783599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/7416130822207783599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/7416130822207783599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/08/oregon-zoo.html' title='Oregon Zoo'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TFtiHU8ZWjI/AAAAAAAAIMQ/oP7gxs-WMXE/s72-c/DSCN1508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-8158872419907935040</id><published>2010-07-07T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T17:43:44.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating Bubbles' 2nd Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a really low key birthday party for Bubbles. We had some delicious sandwiches and mini brownie bites. It was a decent day and it was nice to eat picnic style.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TDUcFEdjepI/AAAAAAAAH74/2oVvA_NlkuQ/s1600/DSCN1467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TDUcFEdjepI/AAAAAAAAH74/2oVvA_NlkuQ/s320/DSCN1467.JPG" /&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;Being a cutie with his Mamah and Bapah Grape&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TDUcFEdjepI/AAAAAAAAH74/2oVvA_NlkuQ/s1600/DSCN1467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TDUchrc6nKI/AAAAAAAAH8A/Mdi941ogidg/s1600/DSCN1468.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TDUchrc6nKI/AAAAAAAAH8A/Mdi941ogidg/s320/DSCN1468.JPG" /&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;The Clark clan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TDUc-KiG5YI/AAAAAAAAH8I/tns2CqmjFvo/s1600/DSCN1470.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TDUc-KiG5YI/AAAAAAAAH8I/tns2CqmjFvo/s320/DSCN1470.JPG" /&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;The Foster's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TDUdVvYht1I/AAAAAAAAH8Q/tzPTr3Tfdd4/s1600/DSCN1476.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TDUdVvYht1I/AAAAAAAAH8Q/tzPTr3Tfdd4/s320/DSCN1476.JPG" /&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;We love the Grape's&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-8158872419907935040?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8158872419907935040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=8158872419907935040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/8158872419907935040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/8158872419907935040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/07/celebrating-bubbles-2nd-birthday.html' title='Celebrating Bubbles&apos; 2nd Birthday'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TDUcFEdjepI/AAAAAAAAH74/2oVvA_NlkuQ/s72-c/DSCN1467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-3016617867618972724</id><published>2010-06-23T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T16:58:45.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're adding to the family....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just shy of 11 weeks pregnant now. I thought morning sickness was bad with Bubbles, but he was a cake walk compared to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm at least getting better at working through it. The worst days I try to rest as much as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/719772350832691043-3016617867618972724?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/3016617867618972724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=3016617867618972724' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/3016617867618972724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/3016617867618972724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/06/were-adding-to-family.html' title='We&apos;re adding to the family....'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-6450335177132257309</id><published>2010-06-09T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T11:09:38.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip to the beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My awesome parents took Bubbles and I to the Oregon Coast Aquarium on Saturday. Grandpa felt bad that he'd promised Bubbles a trip over Spring Break, but couldn't do it because he was&amp;nbsp;re-cooperating&amp;nbsp;from his quadruple bypass surgery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt pretty nauseated that morning, but I decided that I couldn't miss out on Bubbles first aquarium trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_VDV6yd1I/AAAAAAAAH6E/nv9de2Ds8r8/s1600/DSCN1433.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_VDV6yd1I/AAAAAAAAH6E/nv9de2Ds8r8/s320/DSCN1433.JPG" /&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;He had a lot of fun. He mostly liked everything, but wouldn't go near the Japanese Crab tank and he hated the anacondas.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_VDV6yd1I/AAAAAAAAH6E/nv9de2Ds8r8/s1600/DSCN1433.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_VPWBpEoI/AAAAAAAAH6M/c-eBB8fWvqs/s1600/DSCN1434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_VPWBpEoI/AAAAAAAAH6M/c-eBB8fWvqs/s320/DSCN1434.JPG" /&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;He was watching the seals and sea lions swim around here.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_VPWBpEoI/AAAAAAAAH6M/c-eBB8fWvqs/s1600/DSCN1434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_VcWkYehI/AAAAAAAAH6U/-EZ1bIZ0zSU/s1600/DSCN1437.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_VcWkYehI/AAAAAAAAH6U/-EZ1bIZ0zSU/s320/DSCN1437.JPG" /&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;We were all a little nervous about how he'd react to the Passages to the Deep, but he really liked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_Vrhaa7TI/AAAAAAAAH6c/N6rDqIwtVF8/s1600/DSCN1440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_Vrhaa7TI/AAAAAAAAH6c/N6rDqIwtVF8/s320/DSCN1440.JPG" /&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;The shark swam right up to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_V4IjBGXI/AAAAAAAAH6k/h-MmggF4ZnA/s1600/DSCN1447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_V4IjBGXI/AAAAAAAAH6k/h-MmggF4ZnA/s320/DSCN1447.JPG" /&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;Look folks, Bubbles finally played in the sand!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_WEaxY99I/AAAAAAAAH6s/mPVYQ-vnK1E/s1600/DSCN1449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_WEaxY99I/AAAAAAAAH6s/mPVYQ-vnK1E/s320/DSCN1449.JPG" /&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;We ate at Mo's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_WQt1vmwI/AAAAAAAAH60/1lRXC5FO0hI/s1600/DSCN1450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_WQt1vmwI/AAAAAAAAH60/1lRXC5FO0hI/s320/DSCN1450.JPG" /&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;Bubbles and Grandpa played on the beach together.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_WcvRcL8I/AAAAAAAAH68/fKiqkMgGvCw/s1600/DSCN1454.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_WcvRcL8I/AAAAAAAAH68/fKiqkMgGvCw/s320/DSCN1454.JPG" /&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;You'd never believe how much he hated sand the last time he went to the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_WoxCPuZI/AAAAAAAAH7E/c1n0NiBTpCU/s1600/DSCN1461.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_WoxCPuZI/AAAAAAAAH7E/c1n0NiBTpCU/s320/DSCN1461.JPG" /&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;The best part of the whole trip for him were the rides at the outlet mall.&amp;nbsp;&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/719772350832691043-6450335177132257309?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6450335177132257309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=6450335177132257309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6450335177132257309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6450335177132257309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/06/trip-to-beach.html' title='A trip to the beach'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/TA_VDV6yd1I/AAAAAAAAH6E/nv9de2Ds8r8/s72-c/DSCN1433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-290889320370887806</id><published>2010-05-12T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T14:51:00.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The things kids say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday we were at my parents house and it was time for Bubbles and I to get ready to go. I asked him if he wanted to say prayer before we left. He thought really hard and said, "Yes!".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the how the prayer went:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Dear Heavenly Father&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles: Dear Hevly Fader&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Thank you for Granna and Grandpa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles: Tank Too Gampa Ganna (imagine him signing thank you too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Thank you for Aunt Mallie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles: Gampa, Gampa, Gampa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Thank you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles: GAMPA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Bubbles, say thank you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles: POOP!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is where my mom loses it and starts cracking up. I'm determined to at least finish the prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Bubbles please say thank you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles: POOP, POOP, POOP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't keep going. I was laughing too hard. We're all laughing so hard the tears are rolling down our faces. Bubbles is thrilled to have an audience that appreciates poop humor, so he just keeps saying poop every few seconds. It took a while, but we finally calmed down. If only that prayer had ever gotten finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-290889320370887806?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/290889320370887806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=290889320370887806' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/290889320370887806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/290889320370887806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/05/things-kids-say.html' title='The things kids say'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-78920987318506214</id><published>2010-05-01T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T20:12:56.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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We've had multiple E.R. trips, a totaled van, my final term for my Associates' started, and Ben got a job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're having a hard time adjusting to Ben being gone all night and sleeping during the day. Bubbles hates it. He is so used to having his dad around that he calls out for him throughout the day. It breaks me heart. I know we'll get used to it eventually though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometime during the week of May 3rd we'll be hearing from OHSU School of Nursing. We're hoping Ben is accepted to one of the programs. Tomorrow morning he will be taking his CNA certification. If all goes well he'll be able to apply for a position with the Oregon State Hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm staying busy with school, Mr. Bubbles, and work. Let's just say that I'm really looking forward to the summer break. While Ben is working I'm having to rely on my family for child care while I'm in the office and on campus. It makes me feel really guilty, but it's the last term that I'll have to do it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles is learning so much. He says and does something new every day. His new trick is "Why?". I already started to hate the word. How to you explain everything he could possibly want to know? He makes me laugh every day and I couldn't be more blessed than I am right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-2277430986147198484?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2277430986147198484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=2277430986147198484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2277430986147198484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2277430986147198484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/04/update.html' title='An update.....'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-1164354599641594896</id><published>2010-04-16T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T18:40:29.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We found a new car</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had given up on finding a car because we were having so many problems finding one that we could afford and fit the many needs we had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One day my mom called to let me know that one of her best friends from high school was the CFO for Bob Lanphere companies. She gave me his number and said to give him a call. He'd help us find what we were looking for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I gave him a call and he searched all the inventories and gave me a list of what he thought would work for us. We then picked the dealership that we felt had the most to offer and headed up. At first we'd had our heart set on a Toyota Rav4. It was perfect. Except that the dashboard/center console rubbed hard on Ben's leg and nothing we did made it any better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'd lost hope yet again. Nothing else really appealed to us. They had some Subaru Forester's that were amazing, but also way outside of our budget. The manager came out at that point to see if he could help. He showed us a Ford Escape, but we weren't interested in it because of the fuel economy. John (that's the manager) got this mischevious grin and said that he had gotten a 2006 Ford Escape Hybrid in on a trade the day before. We took it for a spin and fell in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It had everything we were looking for: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 wheel drive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;excellent fuel economy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;good crash test ratings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;within our budget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;would hold our growing family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We signed the paperwork on Tuesday. They replaced all 4 tires, even though only two really needed it done, repaired some scratches in the paint, and detailed the car. We got to pick it up today. It is so cool. We really couldn't be happier with the car or the car buying experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S8kQ9gXX6RI/AAAAAAAAHzI/MSTIgORJ9BQ/s1600/DSCN1377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S8kQ9gXX6RI/AAAAAAAAHzI/MSTIgORJ9BQ/s320/DSCN1377.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our awesome salesman, Aaron Johnson. He was seriously the best and a fun guy to work with. He keeps a binder with a picture of every person he's sold to with him handing them the keys. He tapes it to a piece of paper that the family writes a note about the experience on. He's sold a lot of cars. We'll be hunting him down the next time we need to buy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S8kQ_-fm45I/AAAAAAAAHzQ/u2kIaM9Pc-Q/s1600/DSCN1378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S8kQ_-fm45I/AAAAAAAAHzQ/u2kIaM9Pc-Q/s320/DSCN1378.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the new car. We even got new plates for it. Some pretty Crater Lake plates that they were able to put on right at the dealership. Seriously, they did everything there. I've never seen anything like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-1164354599641594896?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1164354599641594896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=1164354599641594896' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1164354599641594896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1164354599641594896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-found-new-car.html' title='We found a new car'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S8kQ9gXX6RI/AAAAAAAAHzI/MSTIgORJ9BQ/s72-c/DSCN1377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-2216123398124394426</id><published>2010-04-08T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:27:12.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adios blue van</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh van we've seen many a good trip with you, but sadly the insurance company has deemed you a total loss. Now we have to search high and low to find a car that we can learn to love. Too bad you were a special edition and there isn't anything like you on the market in our price range. I guess we settle for a not even close second best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-2216123398124394426?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2216123398124394426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=2216123398124394426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2216123398124394426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2216123398124394426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/04/adios-blue-van.html' title='Adios blue van'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-6606682711194896412</id><published>2010-04-06T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T13:18:44.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our van has seen better days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On our way home from dropping Hope off at her mom's work we were involved in a car accident. I think it's pretty obvious what happened by looking at the van.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S7uTHCsmh1I/AAAAAAAAHy4/N8GsP7WlIt8/s1600/DSCN1343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S7uTHCsmh1I/AAAAAAAAHy4/N8GsP7WlIt8/s320/DSCN1343.JPG" /&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;We got&amp;nbsp;rear-ended. We were stopped right before the middle school on Lockhaven when a car slammed into us. My first instinct was to make sure Bubbles was ok. He was completely unphased. Thank goodness for that. We got out of the car and I had Ben start taking pictures just in case. The girl that hit us was freaking out. I know she really felt bad. As the adrenaline started wearing off my neck started to hurt really bad. By then a police officer had come to take statements because a witness had called 911. I sat down in the front seat and kept an eye on Bubbles (who was having a blast "driving the car). By then my head was throbbing. The officer decided to have a medic respond. At that point Elizabeth Johnson happened to be driving by. She stopped to make sure everything was ok and to offer any assistance. There wasn't much that could be done, so I told her not to worry we were just waiting for a medic.&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 medics came and assessed and recommended that I be taken to the ER for evaluation. Ben took video, but I have too much dignity to post it. Instead I'll post the one pic he got of me being taken out of the van.&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S7uTRxm8kpI/AAAAAAAAHzA/oBprO3LXoLg/s1600/DSCN1348.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S7uTRxm8kpI/AAAAAAAAHzA/oBprO3LXoLg/s320/DSCN1348.JPG" /&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;I spent most of the evening in the ER. The x-rays looked good, so I was sent home with a prescription for muscle relaxers and some mega anti-inflammatory meds.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Elizabeth was an absolute sweetheart and had Travis pick Ben and Bubbles up to see me at the hospital. He waited until I'd been x-rayed and then he, Ben, and my brother gave me a blessing. The Johnson family really went above and beyond. Elizabeth even made us some amazing apple cake (think coffee cake like) that even Bubbles could eat.&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;Yesterday made us realize just how blessed we are. Nothing matters but that we're all ok. It really could have been much worse. We just need to jump through all the insurance hoops now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-6606682711194896412?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6606682711194896412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=6606682711194896412' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6606682711194896412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6606682711194896412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-van-has-seen-better-days.html' title='Our van has seen better days'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S7uTHCsmh1I/AAAAAAAAHy4/N8GsP7WlIt8/s72-c/DSCN1343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-2511246255954657110</id><published>2010-04-03T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T23:36:21.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbles' first trip to the emergency room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I suppose I should give the run down. Bubbles and I were wrestling and tickle playing on my bed. I'd tickle him and he'd laugh and say "No, Momma!". Then I'd pick him up and he'd rest his head on my shoulder. On one of the pick ups he started screaming. We were able to get him to tell us that his eye hurt. We decided that he'd poked it himself and that he would be ok. It was his very first poke in the eye, so it made sense that it would be a really uncomfortable experience. He calmed down enough that we finished watching The Incredibles and started getting him ready for bed. He refused to sleep without the cold washcloth I'd used one his eye. That should have been a warning sign, but what can I say? Hindsight is 20/20.&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;He fell asleep and woke up screaming. I don't mean crying a little bit. I mean he was really screaming. An uncontrollable I'm in pain scream coming from my little boy. I was out of bed before it'd even registered that I was hearing him screaming. We think he rubbed his eye and that is what set things off.&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;After a frantic phone call to my mom at nearly 1am we loaded up in the van and took him to the ER. The whole way there and the entire time we were in the hospital he wouldn't calm down unless something was putting pressure on his eye.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S7giDVcEiCI/AAAAAAAAHsI/wrg2WpM8YaY/s1600/DSCN1264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S7giDVcEiCI/AAAAAAAAHsI/wrg2WpM8YaY/s320/DSCN1264.JPG" /&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;Here you can see him using my collarbone to put pressure on his eye.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S7giPjAGyvI/AAAAAAAAHso/NQR3MGc8br8/s1600/DSCN1263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S7giPjAGyvI/AAAAAAAAHso/NQR3MGc8br8/s320/DSCN1263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;And then his dad's shoulder. I was going to photo document the rest of the experience, but I just couldn't do it. One, it took all of us to hold him down so that the doctor could examine his eye. Two, I really didn't want to look like a heartless mom. They put this stain in his eye and pulled out a black light. The poor kid had a huge abrasion on his eye. The doc said that they are one of the most painful injuries, but luckily they heal quickly.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S7gicybSyVI/AAAAAAAAHtA/BMpkH0Hsd7Q/s1600/DSCN1272.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S7gicybSyVI/AAAAAAAAHtA/BMpkH0Hsd7Q/s320/DSCN1272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;This is the morning after. You can kinda see a sheen to his right eye. That would be the antibiotic ointment that we got to put in every four hours. I felt bad enough that he hurt, but I felt like a first class jerk having to hold him down to put the ointment in.&amp;nbsp;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S7gilkqXR-I/AAAAAAAAHtY/2O57U76zQ5s/s1600/DSCN1275.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S7gilkqXR-I/AAAAAAAAHtY/2O57U76zQ5s/s320/DSCN1275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He survived the experience. His eye was sensitive to light so we made him a ghetto eye patch. At least he's a cute redneck pirate. He hasn't complained about his eye hurting at all. I'm going to attribute it to a very heartfelt prayer that a panic stricken mother offered (I really believe in the power of prayer, especially that of a mother) and a child's awesome ability to heal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully we can now avoid another ER trip until he's 27.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-2511246255954657110?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2511246255954657110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=2511246255954657110' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2511246255954657110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2511246255954657110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/04/bubbles-first-trip-to-emergency-room.html' title='Bubbles&apos; first trip to the emergency room'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S7giDVcEiCI/AAAAAAAAHsI/wrg2WpM8YaY/s72-c/DSCN1264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-7127366262706633203</id><published>2010-03-22T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:01:35.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Fort</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6guCCuwNbI/AAAAAAAAHhA/Jm3WcclyCsU/s1600-h/DSCN1224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6guCCuwNbI/AAAAAAAAHhA/Jm3WcclyCsU/s320/DSCN1224.JPG" /&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;Ben and Bubbles built their very first fort together. Bubbles LOVED it. He wanted to eat dinner in eat and then insisted we build another one first thing the next morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6guIihx-lI/AAAAAAAAHhI/9TvLsARAn7c/s1600-h/DSCN1230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6guIihx-lI/AAAAAAAAHhI/9TvLsARAn7c/s320/DSCN1230.JPG" /&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;Can't you see how happy it made him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6guPQSP_3I/AAAAAAAAHhQ/c2Kr406W4Pk/s1600-h/DSCN1232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6guPQSP_3I/AAAAAAAAHhQ/c2Kr406W4Pk/s320/DSCN1232.JPG" /&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;Even Uncle Mike played in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6guWq95ZKI/AAAAAAAAHhY/oGV8xpJycss/s1600-h/DSCN1233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6guWq95ZKI/AAAAAAAAHhY/oGV8xpJycss/s320/DSCN1233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His reward was Bubbles sitting on his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-7127366262706633203?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7127366262706633203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=7127366262706633203' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/7127366262706633203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/7127366262706633203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-fort.html' title='First Fort'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6guCCuwNbI/AAAAAAAAHhA/Jm3WcclyCsU/s72-c/DSCN1224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-6975128458305071551</id><published>2010-03-22T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:37:19.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa Foster and Bubbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dad had to undergo a quadruple bypass on the 18th. It came as quite a surprise to all of us. The surgery went very well, but we were very worried in the days leading up to it. I decided to dedicate a post to my dad with pictures of him and the boy.&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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gvoMDcimI/AAAAAAAAHhg/dHCzHQO_sn8/s1600-h/DSCN0693.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gvoMDcimI/AAAAAAAAHhg/dHCzHQO_sn8/s320/DSCN0693.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The very first trip to Granna and Grandpa's house.&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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gvwqjLIUI/AAAAAAAAHho/jfJlPWKZZg8/s1600-h/DSCN0786.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gvwqjLIUI/AAAAAAAAHho/jfJlPWKZZg8/s320/DSCN0786.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's tiring being a baby. How good it is that Grandpa enjoys snuggling.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gv0fKQmLI/AAAAAAAAHhw/kbGlkKxIHus/s1600-h/DSCN0904.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gv0fKQmLI/AAAAAAAAHhw/kbGlkKxIHus/s320/DSCN0904.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh what a sad looking baby.&amp;nbsp;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gv3_0HKFI/AAAAAAAAHh4/LVIXElBL86Q/s1600-h/DSCN0964.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gv3_0HKFI/AAAAAAAAHh4/LVIXElBL86Q/s320/DSCN0964.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles' first trip to the State Fair.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gwHVsdNNI/AAAAAAAAHiA/hBdU8ejC5uU/s1600-h/DSCN0997.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gwHVsdNNI/AAAAAAAAHiA/hBdU8ejC5uU/s320/DSCN0997.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The first dinner at Outback.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gwYT0H47I/AAAAAAAAHiI/KhLCt6BFkUk/s1600-h/DSC_0186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gwYT0H47I/AAAAAAAAHiI/KhLCt6BFkUk/s320/DSC_0186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Playing karate chop with Mom.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gwf9SdJyI/AAAAAAAAHiQ/UqUKQFNM5dU/s1600-h/DSC_0190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gwf9SdJyI/AAAAAAAAHiQ/UqUKQFNM5dU/s320/DSC_0190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Halloween at Uncle Mike's soccer game.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gwtVaUBqI/AAAAAAAAHiY/0J7MdJuIgFg/s1600-h/DSC_0228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gwtVaUBqI/AAAAAAAAHiY/0J7MdJuIgFg/s320/DSC_0228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm pretty sure this is Grandpa's birthday party.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gw5SFRrbI/AAAAAAAAHig/LxFW6dYThSk/s1600-h/DSCN1249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gw5SFRrbI/AAAAAAAAHig/LxFW6dYThSk/s320/DSCN1249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;New Year's Eve with Granna and Grandpa.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gylvW804I/AAAAAAAAHio/pjmC94wI0II/s1600-h/DSC_0379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gylvW804I/AAAAAAAAHio/pjmC94wI0II/s320/DSC_0379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tickle fight!&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gzol52FaI/AAAAAAAAHiw/DN48cgqhQ8g/s1600-h/DSC_0599.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gzol52FaI/AAAAAAAAHiw/DN48cgqhQ8g/s320/DSC_0599.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of the farming men.&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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6g0DTQ-2VI/AAAAAAAAHi4/-eBhkrC3LFE/s1600-h/DSC_0175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6g0DTQ-2VI/AAAAAAAAHi4/-eBhkrC3LFE/s320/DSC_0175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing better than a beautiful spring dad mowing the lawn with Grandpa.&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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6g0U55sjgI/AAAAAAAAHjA/nRfxG6qUphg/s1600-h/DSCN0396.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6g0U55sjgI/AAAAAAAAHjA/nRfxG6qUphg/s320/DSCN0396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The petting zoo at the fair.&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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6g0bSzWEBI/AAAAAAAAHjI/XmTZy6VjMRY/s1600-h/DSC_0630.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6g0bSzWEBI/AAAAAAAAHjI/XmTZy6VjMRY/s320/DSC_0630.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Being silly.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6g0hnOqmOI/AAAAAAAAHjQ/Q-Bqm7BddA8/s1600-h/DSC_0668.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6g0hnOqmOI/AAAAAAAAHjQ/Q-Bqm7BddA8/s320/DSC_0668.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Another great Halloween with Grandpa.&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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6g0_4w8YUI/AAAAAAAAHjY/4WrN5_ptTW4/s1600-h/DSCN0954.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6g0_4w8YUI/AAAAAAAAHjY/4WrN5_ptTW4/s320/DSCN0954.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On our way out to feed the sheep.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6g1LmfTWkI/AAAAAAAAHjg/e-WEMuObXPc/s1600-h/DSCN1054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6g1LmfTWkI/AAAAAAAAHjg/e-WEMuObXPc/s320/DSCN1054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Another silly evening with Grandpa.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6g1XSWFaAI/AAAAAAAAHjo/MPezhZQXKok/s1600-h/DSCN1211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6g1XSWFaAI/AAAAAAAAHjo/MPezhZQXKok/s320/DSCN1211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A fierce sword fight with Grandpa the day he checked into the hospital.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6g1fNt1CNI/AAAAAAAAHjw/lIFKnVjyJoY/s1600-h/DSCN1220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6g1fNt1CNI/AAAAAAAAHjw/lIFKnVjyJoY/s320/DSCN1220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I attempted to get a cute picture before Grandpa left to go to the hospital, but Bubbles like making this face and this face only sometimes.&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;In case you couldn't tell we think Grandpa Foster is pretty special and we're glad he's going to stick around with us awhile longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-6975128458305071551?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6975128458305071551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=6975128458305071551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6975128458305071551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6975128458305071551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/03/grandpa-foster-and-bubbles.html' title='Grandpa Foster and Bubbles'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S6gvoMDcimI/AAAAAAAAHhg/dHCzHQO_sn8/s72-c/DSCN0693.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-8293601881943248605</id><published>2010-03-21T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T18:49:47.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day that I won't forget anytime soon......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today started off with me hoping that we'd be allowed to see my dad, but he's still in the ICU. We got up early and built a fort with Bubbles and then ate breakfast under it together. I have to admit that it is really fun. Ben and Bubbles built one yesterday that was pretty good, but we made a few changes so it'd be easier to reconstruct. (Pictures to Follow)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I then went into the kitchen to make some sweet cornmeal muffins, a new family favorite. While making them Sumo kept pawing at the box of Bubbles treats which contains granola bars, fruit leathers, and some tiny gummi bears. I chased him off because he's not allowed to sleep in it. The next thing I knew he was peeing in it. That resulted in both cats spending the majority of the day shut in the bathroom. We have a constant battles with these two cats. If their boxes aren't pristine then they find other places to go. For example, freshly laundered clothes, blankets, boxes, etc. I am at my wits end. I'm taking the tough love approach and shutting them in the bathroom until they can behave like gentlemen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shortly after shutting the cats into their bathroom I dropped an entire bowl of soup on the floor. This all happened before 11am. Church was then out the window. I still needed to clean up after devil cat and then my own mess on top of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thankfully I got a lovely nap after an hour long battle with Bubbles to take his. I got up and made dinner. Nothing special though. It was just chicken, mashed potatoes, and green beans. Bubbles ate all of his and had about half a bottle of BBQ sauce left on his face, so it was time for a bath. I laid him down on the floor to strip his cloth diaper off. I don't like poopy surprises in the bathroom. He was clean, so I let him run off naked so that I could start the tub. I got it running, added his bubble bath, and used the shower head to make lots of frothy bubbles. Then I felt something warm on my leg. I looked over thinking I'd somehow gotten myself with the shower head, but it wasn't so. Bubbles was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;PEEING &lt;/span&gt;on my leg. He stopped when I gasped in shock and then refused to try it out on his potty. Oh well. At least it was pretty funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully tomorrow will be better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-8293601881943248605?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8293601881943248605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=8293601881943248605' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/8293601881943248605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/8293601881943248605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-that-i-wont-forget-anytime-soon.html' title='A day that I won&apos;t forget anytime soon......'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-14652996125995638</id><published>2010-03-10T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T17:52:27.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm almost finished.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with my Associate's Degree!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spring term is my last term. I am so excited. Now we just have to find out where Ben will be going to school. Once we have the info I can decide where I'll transfer for my Bachelor's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-14652996125995638?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/14652996125995638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=14652996125995638' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/14652996125995638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/14652996125995638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-almost-finished.html' title='I&apos;m almost finished.....'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-8940574142828317481</id><published>2010-02-23T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:27:55.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbles begins counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were getting Bubbles ready for bed tonight when he pointed at a group of two stuffed animals and yelled "TWO". Ben and I looked at each other in complete shock. He surprises me every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-8940574142828317481?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8940574142828317481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=8940574142828317481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/8940574142828317481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/8940574142828317481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/02/bubbles-begins-counting.html' title='Bubbles begins counting'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-7219909208320568605</id><published>2010-02-22T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T19:29:53.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nerd Education Continues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've been exposing Bubbles to all the things we love. He's watched some Star Trek, we've started our way through the original Star Wars, and tonight Bubbles got to watch a little Fellowship of the Ring.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight he was running around yelling Gandalf and trying to say Frodo. Last night he picked up Emperor (Palpatine) and Darth Vader.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-7219909208320568605?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7219909208320568605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=7219909208320568605' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/7219909208320568605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/7219909208320568605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/02/nerd-education-continues.html' title='The Nerd Education Continues'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-256002232930896996</id><published>2010-02-22T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T15:58:50.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Black Eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles had been running a mild fever yesterday and was restless enough in his sleep that he fell out of bed 2 times. The first time he was back asleep before I could even put him back into bed. The second time he was screaming bloody murder. I scooped him up and began the process of consoling him. It was pretty dark in his room, but I was convinced his mouth was bleeding. It wasn't. Turns out it was a little left over ketchup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He refused to get back in his bed, so he was my bed buddy for the night. Ben went into our room and turned a lamp on low and got the bed ready for us. I got him into my bed and noticed that he had a big black lump on his eye that was bleeding. The poor kid gave himself one heck of a black eye. I must say it's rather fetching on him.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S4LvMdeAXnI/AAAAAAAAHBE/3uLBi-NW5uw/s1600-h/DSCN1114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S4LvMdeAXnI/AAAAAAAAHBE/3uLBi-NW5uw/s320/DSCN1114.JPG" /&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;You can't tell very well in the pictures, but you can kinda see the scab over the corner of his left eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S4W7_3FO_EI/AAAAAAAAHCY/DtOlHkZiK7I/s1600-h/DSCN1122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S4W7_3FO_EI/AAAAAAAAHCY/DtOlHkZiK7I/s320/DSCN1122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An updated photo. I took this today (2/24) while he was napping. The bruise looks like expertly applied eyeshadow in the crease of his eye.&lt;br /&gt;(I apologize for the quality of the photo. I just noticed a plethora of fingerprints on the lense)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-256002232930896996?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/256002232930896996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=256002232930896996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/256002232930896996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/256002232930896996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/02/beautiful-black-eye.html' title='A Beautiful Black Eye'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S4LvMdeAXnI/AAAAAAAAHBE/3uLBi-NW5uw/s72-c/DSCN1114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-8569365097942670294</id><published>2010-02-21T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T20:19:39.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Trick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was in the kitchen washing some dishes when I glanced down where Bubbles was sitting in the dining room. He was looking a little suspicious, but I couldn't put my finger on anything in particular. I went back to washing dishes when I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. To my surprise I saw him drinking out of his sippy cup, but the lid was off in one hand. I guess he's decided that he's too advanced for a sippy cup, so he twisted the top off and was drinking straight out of the cup.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm predicting some messes in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-8569365097942670294?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8569365097942670294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=8569365097942670294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/8569365097942670294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/8569365097942670294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-trick.html' title='A New Trick'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-2593653925295158429</id><published>2010-02-19T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T12:58:30.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Bubbles First Day at the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a BEAUTIFUL day yesterday, so I decided on the spur of the moment to take a trip to the beach. We really thought that Bubbles would enjoy it. The drive was beautiful. He fell asleep about 15 minutes out of Lincoln City, so we had an idea that he might be a little grumpy. He didn't fuss at all when we got him out of the car though. He was very excited when he saw the water, so we headed down the stairs to the beach immediately. We tried to set him down on the sand and once his toes touched he was not having any of it. We decided that we'd carry him around and let him get used to the idea. He screamed any time the waves came close to us. It didn't matter how reassuring we tried to be. We finally told him that he needed to either walk or we were leaving. He'd nod that he wanted down and then pull those little feet up around his ears once you started to set him down. We thought about just making him sit in it, but he'd scream so hard that he couldn't catch his breath.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S375EPbTOwI/AAAAAAAAG-U/2DsHYWiSOBc/s1600-h/DSCN1077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S375EPbTOwI/AAAAAAAAG-U/2DsHYWiSOBc/s320/DSCN1077.JPG" /&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;Looking at this picture you'd never believe that he hated the sand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S374m2G-KtI/AAAAAAAAG-M/BCj3eRI_vAY/s1600-h/DSCN1097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S374m2G-KtI/AAAAAAAAG-M/BCj3eRI_vAY/s320/DSCN1097.JPG" /&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;Or here.&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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S374evNXQLI/AAAAAAAAG-E/JURlKLNP9zU/s1600-h/DSCN1089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S374evNXQLI/AAAAAAAAG-E/JURlKLNP9zU/s320/DSCN1089.JPG" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or even here. This was him expressing his unhappiness that we were leaving. We really just couldn't win. He didn't want to play, but he didn't want to go either. I'm really hoping that the next beach trip goes better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-2593653925295158429?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2593653925295158429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=2593653925295158429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2593653925295158429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2593653925295158429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/02/mr-bubbles-first-day-at-beach.html' title='Mr. Bubbles First Day at the Beach'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S375EPbTOwI/AAAAAAAAG-U/2DsHYWiSOBc/s72-c/DSCN1077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-3576432250476890900</id><published>2010-02-15T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T12:52:27.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Bubbles Says</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello (which sounds very British because he drops the H)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ready,&amp;nbsp;Set,&amp;nbsp;Go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheese (sounds eeze)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please (sounds like eeze)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesus (also sounds like eeze)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Truck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yuck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ewww&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uh oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes (still sounds like yesh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cracker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soup (which unfortunately sounds like poop)&lt;br /&gt;Go to Sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See ya&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;Geese&lt;br /&gt;Cat&lt;br /&gt;Dog&lt;br /&gt;Sheep&lt;br /&gt;Tree&lt;br /&gt;Darth Vader&lt;br /&gt;Emperor (Palpatine of course)&lt;br /&gt;Nite Nite&lt;br /&gt;Apple&lt;br /&gt;Banana&lt;br /&gt;Hope&lt;br /&gt;Hoop&lt;br /&gt;Gandalf&lt;br /&gt;Snake&lt;br /&gt;Fish&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll add more as I think of them, but he's definitely getting more verbose. He can say all his family members names.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-3576432250476890900?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/3576432250476890900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=3576432250476890900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/3576432250476890900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/3576432250476890900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/02/words-bubbles-says.html' title='Things Bubbles Says'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-1096621129907744032</id><published>2010-02-13T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T19:46:24.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers for Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S3dxCsrWA2I/AAAAAAAAG60/gyPuxSqhZU4/s1600-h/DSCN1061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S3dxCsrWA2I/AAAAAAAAG60/gyPuxSqhZU4/s320/DSCN1061.JPG" /&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;&amp;nbsp;I've been feeling terrible this evening. I've got an awful head cold and Ben has been letting me rest in bed. He took Bubbles to the store to pick up some groceries and a birthday present for Uncle Nathan. When they got home I could hear Bubbles looking for me. I saw him coming down the hallway and my heart melted. He came bearing flowers. He gave them to me with the biggest grin on his face and signed love to me. Ben said that Bubbles insisted on bringing flowers home to me. At first he'd picked some multi colored roses, but changed his mind when Ben asked if he thought I'd like them. He was right. I really like to have a variety of flowers in bouquets.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I may be sick, but my men just made this the best Valentine's Day ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-1096621129907744032?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1096621129907744032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=1096621129907744032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1096621129907744032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1096621129907744032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/02/flowers-for-valentines-day.html' title='Flowers for Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S3dxCsrWA2I/AAAAAAAAG60/gyPuxSqhZU4/s72-c/DSCN1061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-812122864279735598</id><published>2010-02-11T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T10:43:14.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We pray every night with Bubbles before he goes to bed. Last night was the first night that he said amen when the prayer was concluded. We got so excited! He is starting to be so chatty. He makes me smile every day with the new things he learns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-812122864279735598?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/812122864279735598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=812122864279735598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/812122864279735598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/812122864279735598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/02/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-1142324752605850662</id><published>2010-02-09T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T22:46:57.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smelling Purty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;LOVES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;to put on lotion. Today he found a Japanese Cherry Blossom scented lotion at my parents house. He insisted that I let him put some on his hands. We both got some rubbed in and he ran off to show off his smelly hands to his grandpa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;My dad picked him up and Bubbles proudly shoved his hands under Grandpa's nose. He was of course expecting Grandpa to be impressed. Instead Grandpa said, "Ewwww! You smell like a purty girl. Are you a purty girl?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Bubbles was surprised and then shook his head vehemently. He was most certainly not a purty girl. Grandpa kept telling him he smelled purty. What Bubbles did next had me laughing so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;He looked at Grandpa and then..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Plugged his nose.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;From that moment on anytime anybody said anything about how he smelled purty he just plugged their nose and looked around like "Ha! I fixed that!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/719772350832691043-1142324752605850662?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1142324752605850662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=1142324752605850662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1142324752605850662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1142324752605850662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/02/smelling-purty.html' title='Smelling Purty'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-3646178662739700959</id><published>2010-02-08T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T20:03:14.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Gamer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S3DeP6eGlWI/AAAAAAAAG5g/oOCeuFHdGxo/s1600-h/DSCN1046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S3DeP6eGlWI/AAAAAAAAG5g/oOCeuFHdGxo/s320/DSCN1046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles loved being like the "big boys", so today he got into the entertainment center drawer and fished out his own controller. Ben got out the headphones for him. As you can tell he was in heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-3646178662739700959?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/3646178662739700959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=3646178662739700959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/3646178662739700959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/3646178662739700959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-little-gamer.html' title='My Little Gamer'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S3DeP6eGlWI/AAAAAAAAG5g/oOCeuFHdGxo/s72-c/DSCN1046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-1040284574921308724</id><published>2010-02-07T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:43:03.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A night with the Chipps'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My sister and her fiance came a watched Mr. Bubbles so that we could a night out with our friends the Chipps'. We had a great time. We were going to go to an adult dance at church, but there wasn't anybody at the building. Instead we went to Target (which was quite fun) and then back to their place to play Apples to Apples.&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/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S253n1mkX5I/AAAAAAAAG3Q/pWO9ELh-xpA/s1600-h/DSCN1027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S253n1mkX5I/AAAAAAAAG3Q/pWO9ELh-xpA/s320/DSCN1027.JPG" /&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;Ben and Trevor accidentally matched a little. It was kinda cute.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S2532Q8N1cI/AAAAAAAAG3Y/NpNytY3asXA/s1600-h/DSCN1034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S2532Q8N1cI/AAAAAAAAG3Y/NpNytY3asXA/s320/DSCN1034.JPG" /&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;We have so much fun with them. They are hilarious and Apples to Apples got pretty irreverent.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S254OV--vLI/AAAAAAAAG3g/4nZy0t2NxDk/s1600-h/DSCN1036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S254OV--vLI/AAAAAAAAG3g/4nZy0t2NxDk/s320/DSCN1036.JPG" /&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;This is what we came home to. My sister seems pretty comfortable with her cat necklace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-1040284574921308724?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1040284574921308724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=1040284574921308724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1040284574921308724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1040284574921308724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/02/night-with-chipps.html' title='A night with the Chipps&apos;'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S253n1mkX5I/AAAAAAAAG3Q/pWO9ELh-xpA/s72-c/DSCN1027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-5414484073721091610</id><published>2010-02-04T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T19:13:57.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me thinks a new microwave is in order</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles was insisting on having an egg roll for dinner. Ben tried to comply with the request and I wound up with a house full of smoke. For some reason our microwave burned the egg roll to something unrecognizable in under 2 minutes. I should have taken a picture of it, but we were busy trying to air the apartment out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-5414484073721091610?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5414484073721091610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=5414484073721091610' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5414484073721091610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5414484073721091610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/02/me-thinks-new-microwave-is-in-order.html' title='Me thinks a new microwave is in order'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-6949311020928825407</id><published>2010-01-30T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T20:47:42.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A traumatic experience for me today....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe&amp;nbsp;embarrassing&amp;nbsp;is a better word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had to use a gift card from a friend that was expiring tomorrow, so today after I got off work we went up to the Woodburn Outlet to visit the Nike store. Bubbles had been pretty good through most of the stops, so I got him an Icee as a treat. Bad move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were in Bass because Ben needed a new pair of church shoes. I turned around when Ben asked me a question and then I heard this sound. I can't describe it to you, but I knew it wasn't something good. I turned back and the Icee had slipped out of Bubbles hands. It was everywhere. It was a moment of total mortification. We asked for paper towels and I cleaned the entire mess up myself. I kept apologizing to the kid working in the store, but it really didn't make it better. I felt awful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moral of the story: Don't go shopping with a toddler. Or at the very least don't let them have an Icee in nice stores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-6949311020928825407?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6949311020928825407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=6949311020928825407' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6949311020928825407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6949311020928825407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/01/traumatic-experience-for-me-today.html' title='A traumatic experience for me today....'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-4899869889086248305</id><published>2010-01-30T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T16:23:20.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A mish mash of stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I noticed the other day that Bubbles doesn't like car rides on back country roads. One of the ways to my parents house is full of curves and hills. We took that way home the other day and the poor kid screamed and held onto the arm rests of his chair until his knuckles turned white. I think it's safe to say that we won't be taking that route again any time soon. We'd&amp;nbsp;initially&amp;nbsp;thought he didn't like the the ride because it was dark on an earlier trip. Now we know that we were wrong. Maybe we'll try it again every once in a while so he gets used to the idea that he's safe even when he feels g forces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're watching a Nature episode right now and Ben was naming the animals that they show in the opening credits. Unfortunately Ben is terrible at naming animals. An example of this is the Tucan that the said was a fish and the fox he told Bubbles was a squirrel. I kept laughing as I tried to tell the boy what the animal really was. The more times Ben was wrong the most flustered he got and the answers got a little weirder. I think he needs a do-over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles loves Nature shows. I love watching his face light up as he learns about new animals. Yesterday we watched one about Monarch butterflies. He jumped around and flapped his wings with them. Today he has gotten really excited about the elephants we're watching. We got to see a newborn elephant learn to walk and &amp;nbsp;one of the scenes they filmed showed the baby nursing. Bubbles for so excited and pointed at the scene and at me while babbling. I asked him if that baby was nursing and he nodded his head excitedly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles really loves animals. I love that about him. I grew up in a family that loves animals. To me life isn't quite complete without pets. There isn't a dog or cat he doesn't love yet. He's a little indifferent to the llama at my parents house though. She stomps at him and he doesn't&amp;nbsp;appreciate&amp;nbsp;her animosity. As he has gotten bigger my dad lets him help with more chores around the farm. While we were there on Thursday Bubbles got to help throw hay out to the animals. He held the flashlight and pointed to where he thought we should lay the it out. I'm looking forward to watching him grow up on the farm and take over some of the responsibilities I had as a kid on the farm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/719772350832691043-4899869889086248305?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/4899869889086248305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=4899869889086248305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/4899869889086248305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/4899869889086248305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/01/mish-mash-of-stuff.html' title='A mish mash of stuff'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-4399783283877323447</id><published>2010-01-29T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T20:43:30.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S2O4ILRjS3I/AAAAAAAAG2w/RozgDgURZ00/s1600-h/DSCN0977.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S2O4ILRjS3I/AAAAAAAAG2w/RozgDgURZ00/s320/DSCN0977.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;I'm sure some of you will recognize what this particular garment used to be. Bubbles loves silky things and it was time to weed out some old g's and I remade this into a little toga for the boy. He really likes it if you can't tell.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S2O3f3i8s3I/AAAAAAAAG2o/DO8xkNgTXoE/s1600-h/DSCN0982.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S2O3f3i8s3I/AAAAAAAAG2o/DO8xkNgTXoE/s320/DSCN0982.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a little too big for him though. At one point I wound up making it a keyhole kind of thing. You can see most of the gorilla on his jammies through the opening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-4399783283877323447?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/4399783283877323447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=4399783283877323447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/4399783283877323447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/4399783283877323447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/01/toga.html' title='Toga'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S2O4ILRjS3I/AAAAAAAAG2w/RozgDgURZ00/s72-c/DSCN0977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-1320615989306121799</id><published>2010-01-26T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T20:31:22.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goat's milk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Most of you know that Bubbles is allergic to milk. We'd been told by a few people and found in online reading that he may still be able to drink goat's milk. I made the decision that we'd wait until he was older because dairy causes horrible bleeding rashes on his bum for days. We are 5 days in and Bubbles has been symptom free. The best part is that he &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVES &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;stuff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S2O2DucN-KI/AAAAAAAAG2A/PWMGt0B3fXQ/s1600-h/DSCN0944.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S2O2DucN-KI/AAAAAAAAG2A/PWMGt0B3fXQ/s320/DSCN0944.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/719772350832691043-1320615989306121799?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1320615989306121799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=1320615989306121799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1320615989306121799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1320615989306121799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/01/goats-milk.html' title='Goat&apos;s milk'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S2O2DucN-KI/AAAAAAAAG2A/PWMGt0B3fXQ/s72-c/DSCN0944.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-7904007785550222271</id><published>2010-01-24T20:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T20:30:40.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbles room revamped</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S10dsF4053I/AAAAAAAAG14/ehAxIF8Wwl4/s1600-h/DSCN0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S10dsF4053I/AAAAAAAAG14/ehAxIF8Wwl4/s320/DSCN0918.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430529369010661234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It all started with a new dresser. Grandma Clark got it for Bubbles. He loves the baseball drawer pulls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S10drmO0tYI/AAAAAAAAG1w/hFKmrv8VCIs/s1600-h/DSCN0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S10drmO0tYI/AAAAAAAAG1w/hFKmrv8VCIs/s320/DSCN0924.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430529360512988546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got rid of the recliner that we'd had in the corner which really opened up and brightened his room. I hated the big container his toys had been in, so I decided to have 3 smaller bins that he could actually get into. Then we put all of his stuffed animals into the "bodega" my sister made for him. Now he has tons of floor space and it looks more like a big boy room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-7904007785550222271?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7904007785550222271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=7904007785550222271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/7904007785550222271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/7904007785550222271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/01/bubbles-room-revamped.html' title='Bubbles room revamped'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S10dsF4053I/AAAAAAAAG14/ehAxIF8Wwl4/s72-c/DSCN0918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-443146686995125261</id><published>2010-01-24T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T20:25:01.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Silly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S10bgSuHx-I/AAAAAAAAG04/4EOjhkMm57k/s1600-h/DSCN0927.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S10bgSuHx-I/AAAAAAAAG04/4EOjhkMm57k/s320/DSCN0927.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430526967273736162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of Bubbles favorite things to do is to try to do somersaults. Mostly he stands with his forehead on the floor with his little tush straight up in the air, as seen here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S10bflP4cJI/AAAAAAAAG0o/ent51XosAOw/s1600-h/DSCN0902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S10bflP4cJI/AAAAAAAAG0o/ent51XosAOw/s320/DSCN0902.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430526955067306130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles love to draw with crayons. Right now he really likes having his hands and head traced on paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S10bfD_hinI/AAAAAAAAG0g/LQEVxSAp5uo/s1600-h/DSCN0887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S10bfD_hinI/AAAAAAAAG0g/LQEVxSAp5uo/s320/DSCN0887.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430526946140326514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spiderman sunglasses are the best! &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/719772350832691043-443146686995125261?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/443146686995125261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=443146686995125261' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/443146686995125261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/443146686995125261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/01/being-silly.html' title='Being Silly'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S10bgSuHx-I/AAAAAAAAG04/4EOjhkMm57k/s72-c/DSCN0927.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-7101811390772758839</id><published>2010-01-21T14:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:20:32.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbles is growing up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben and I had been concerned about Bubbles not talking very much for some time, but everybody kept reassuring us that he would turn into a chatterbox when he was ready. You were right. He is very chatty now. He's starting to put words together now. I thought that today I would share a couple stories with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles and I were cleaning his room a couple days ago. He helps pick up and put away all the toys and then he runs and hides while I vacuum. (In case you didn't know it he is terrified of the vacuum cleaner.) When I was finished vacuuming and had put it away he came running into his room and said "&lt;b&gt;WOW!" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess it had been a little while since I had cleaned his room. In my defense I have been down for about a week or so with a really hurt neck. Some things kinda slid that normally don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little while later I heard him in his room while I was cleaning in the kitchen. I walked up to his room and stood in the doorway and watched him pull his pillow off of his bed while saying "Go to sleep", he then grabbed all 4 of the stuffed animals he sleeps with and laid them down on the pillow and told them "Go to sleep", then he pulled 3 blankets out and covered them up and told them "Go to sleep" again. It made me smile. His daddy whispers "Go to sleep" in his ear every night when we tuck him in. I guess he associates that with a good tucking in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-7101811390772758839?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7101811390772758839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=7101811390772758839' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/7101811390772758839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/7101811390772758839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/01/bubbles-is-growing-up.html' title='Bubbles is growing up'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-2335513551601238166</id><published>2010-01-20T18:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T18:47:15.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I Delete My Blog?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm taking a cue from my friend &lt;a href="http://here-is-to-hope.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lila&lt;/a&gt;. The only way I am going to make an effort to keep my blog up to date is if I know that people are reading the entries and at the very least enjoying the pictures. With work, school, and having Mr. Bubbles running around I don't really want to put the effort into the blog if it isn't really being utilized by family and friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you want me to keep going please leave a comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-2335513551601238166?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2335513551601238166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=2335513551601238166' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2335513551601238166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2335513551601238166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/01/should-i-delete-my-blog.html' title='Should I Delete My Blog?'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-6305805198000212095</id><published>2010-01-18T23:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T23:50:19.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crayon fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S1VheHPzjII/AAAAAAAAGyc/yhs7rCKnkgc/s1600-h/DSCN0899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S1VheHPzjII/AAAAAAAAGyc/yhs7rCKnkgc/s320/DSCN0899.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428352095834311810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't I look amazing? We have washable crayons that we bought for Bubbles and we have fun painting our faces and then washing it off. He tells me where to draw and then I do what I feel like doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S1VhdrSHRnI/AAAAAAAAGyU/Wp2RsVWB-18/s1600-h/DSCN0898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S1VhdrSHRnI/AAAAAAAAGyU/Wp2RsVWB-18/s320/DSCN0898.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428352088327800434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doesn't he look handsome with extra eyebrows and a purple mustache and goatee?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-6305805198000212095?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6305805198000212095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=6305805198000212095' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6305805198000212095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6305805198000212095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/01/crayon-fun.html' title='Crayon fun'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/S1VheHPzjII/AAAAAAAAGyc/yhs7rCKnkgc/s72-c/DSCN0899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-5444886824552719007</id><published>2010-01-11T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T16:44:44.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dancing machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uncle J just got the Glee cd's and Bubbles LOVES the music. He dances like a maniac every time we turn it on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bd0283f3a5d8399" 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://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0bd0283f3a5d8399%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331618541%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C4E9C4AF8392C7ED60F6D2D7C4EEF3B09C5C955.5770C5164FB698665C053E10797148408990D984%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbd0283f3a5d8399%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyHAW1xe63W85vUVY6tNGkpaZ0G0&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://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0bd0283f3a5d8399%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331618541%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C4E9C4AF8392C7ED60F6D2D7C4EEF3B09C5C955.5770C5164FB698665C053E10797148408990D984%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbd0283f3a5d8399%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyHAW1xe63W85vUVY6tNGkpaZ0G0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. This is video we shot from the new flip camcorder my Uncle Brad gave us for Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-5444886824552719007?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5444886824552719007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=5444886824552719007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5444886824552719007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5444886824552719007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-dancing-machine.html' title='My dancing machine'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-7108946266265741172</id><published>2009-12-26T18:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:24:40.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Year End Wrap Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were thrown quite the loop when Ben was laid off suddenly. It was horrible when it happened, but it was a blessing in disguise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We moved in my my parents on Valentine's day. It was the beginning of a lovely 6 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In March we got to help as lambing got into full swing. We had a great time and I even got to assist in pulling a few lambs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The weather was BEAUTIFUL for most of April, so we spent a ton of time outside playing with the lambs and on the playground. We also brought the sweetest old chihuahua home to my parents house. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ren&lt;/span&gt; still lives there with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles turned 1. It went by much to quickly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After spring term finished we went to Idaho and Utah for a little over a week. We had a great time and got to see some wonderful friends. I'm considering making a trip to Utah a June ritual. My parents got a new puppy too. Duke is HUGE now. I can't wait to see how much bigger he is this coming June. Ben and I celebrated our 3rd wedding anniversary too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent a lot of time in the pool that Grandpa got. Bubbles has a love of water. We swam a lot over the summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An awesome opportunity to become a resident manager at an apartment complex was dropped in our laps and after careful consideration we decided to take it. We moved back into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keizer&lt;/span&gt; and while we've enjoyed having a place of our own it was an adjustment. We really missed the hustle and bustle of Foster Folly Farms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles got his first hair cut and we were able to spend the day at the State Fair with my parents. Mostly September was us being able to spend as much time together as possible before school started up again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were busy with school and babysitting and I started my training in the office. We took Bubbles trick or treating. He had a great time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great time shuttling ourselves around to different places for Thanksgiving. It was nice spending time with family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This last month of the year has been busy. We survived finals and the hustle and bustle of life. Bubbles is talking a lot more and seems to be adding tons of words every day. He's started wanting to color more and makes us laugh with his antics on a daily basis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a wonderful Christmas and if I can get my act together I might actually post some before June comes around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're looking forward to the coming year and know that it will be even better than this last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-7108946266265741172?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7108946266265741172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=7108946266265741172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/7108946266265741172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/7108946266265741172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-year-end-wrap-up.html' title='Our Year End Wrap Up'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-6903832205485974190</id><published>2009-12-04T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T21:19:33.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In an effort to make my life a little easier and to save some paper I decided to post our annual letter here. Now you can all tell my biology teacher that I did something this holiday season to reduce my carbon footprint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all survived this year! This has definitely not been one of the easiest years we've had since getting married, but it has  been one of the best in my opinion. Our year began with Ben being laid off rather suddenly. He was called into work for a morning meeting and came home shocked that he'd been laid off. The hardest part was that management had known since before Thanksgiving that they were going to be laying somebody off and they never thought to give us all a warning. There were tears shed and some uncertainty, but once the shock wore off we quickly decided that our best option was to move in with my parents. They were kind enough to offer us a place to live right off the bat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We put in our notice and everybody started getting ready for us to move. My wonderful parents already had a rather full house, but we all squished in together and Bubbles couldn't have been happier. We were able to continue going to school and I was able to keep babysitting a sweet toddler that Bubbles adores. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While living at Foster Folly Farm's we had some exciting things happen. Bubbles started walking and celebrated his first birthday. We all participated in a very busy lambing season. I got to assist my dad in some difficult deliveries. I very much look forward to having my own small sheep farm in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had my tonsils removed shortly after my 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday and right before Ben and I celebrated our 3rd wedding anniversary. We had a wonderful time living with my parents, but our stay with them came to an end in August.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was lucky enough to get a position as a Resident Manager in an apartment complex in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keizer&lt;/span&gt;. I love the job and the family oriented manner in which it is run. My supervisor is really sweet and actually recommended me for the job to the property manager. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben and I have both been very busy with school and life in general. Ben is finishing up his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CNA&lt;/span&gt; courses and will hopefully take his licensing exam and get a job before the winter is over. He will also be applying for nursing school very soon. We're keeping our fingers crossed that he is accepted somewhere the first time around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm staying busy working in the office and still watching the little sweetheart that I started watching very early in my pregnancy with Bubbles. I have kept a full schedule at school on top of it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles is a very busy 18 month old. He is really keeping us on our toes. He is smart and hilarious. He has a passion for music and dancing. He has recently begun critiquing my cleaning efforts. If things are not to his standards he makes it known and watches me redo it and then grins and nods his approval. Tonight it was my kitchen floor that was found lacking. He watched me sweep and then actually laid down on the dining room floor so he could point out areas that needed more attention. It actually took me mopping the floor for him to be truly satisfied. How did 2 slobs like Ben and I produce a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;neatnik&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our coming year is looking absolutely crazy. We'll be working hard to finish our degrees this year. Bubbles is planning a Disneyland vacation with his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Granna&lt;/span&gt; and Grandpa Foster. &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 wishing you all a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. We hope your year is as amazing as we plan on ours being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Clark's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-6903832205485974190?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6903832205485974190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=6903832205485974190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6903832205485974190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6903832205485974190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-christmas-letter.html' title='My Christmas Letter'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-2960614473500491865</id><published>2009-11-15T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T14:02:34.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SwB3btRiBXI/AAAAAAAAGHA/VsKTIqDiHLw/s1600-h/DSCN0677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SwB3btRiBXI/AAAAAAAAGHA/VsKTIqDiHLw/s320/DSCN0677.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404450870737896818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SwB3bOe_ndI/AAAAAAAAGG4/DOBtP0kh8zk/s1600-h/DSCN0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SwB3bOe_ndI/AAAAAAAAGG4/DOBtP0kh8zk/s320/DSCN0675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404450862472863186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SwB3apK1K6I/AAAAAAAAGGw/yVpcTWOQNdI/s1600-h/DSCN0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SwBz_qjd_mI/AAAAAAAAGFw/YkyhDcaXRMY/s320/DSCN0749.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404447090436603490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SwBz_MlTIsI/AAAAAAAAGFo/4pXAHXRvpJI/s1600-h/DSCN0748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SwBz_MlTIsI/AAAAAAAAGFo/4pXAHXRvpJI/s320/DSCN0748.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404447082391216834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/719772350832691043-2960614473500491865?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2960614473500491865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=2960614473500491865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2960614473500491865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2960614473500491865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SwB3btRiBXI/AAAAAAAAGHA/VsKTIqDiHLw/s72-c/DSCN0677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-6098222701784923719</id><published>2009-11-14T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T23:36:07.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Tuned.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm updating the blog sometime tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-6098222701784923719?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6098222701784923719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=6098222701784923719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6098222701784923719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6098222701784923719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/11/stay-tuned.html' title='Stay Tuned.....'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-5984190124353212648</id><published>2009-10-26T01:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T14:29:46.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Bubbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was hoping that the little man would avoid the bug that hit our house, but life sometimes doesn't work like I'd like it to. Bubbles has been running a fever and coughing since last night. Thankfully ibuprofen has really kept him more comfortable. We're praying for a speedy recovery for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-5984190124353212648?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5984190124353212648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=5984190124353212648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5984190124353212648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5984190124353212648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/sick-bubbles.html' title='Sick Bubbles'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-6255278100416462659</id><published>2009-10-19T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:38:18.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A photo update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Stzbr5EkXrI/AAAAAAAAFrc/c03TAGwJ0FU/s1600-h/DSCN0728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Stzbr5EkXrI/AAAAAAAAFrc/c03TAGwJ0FU/s320/DSCN0728.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394428000783851186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What can I say.... We both love Cookie Monster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Stzbqg3hOeI/AAAAAAAAFrU/XGhuueAZ-lU/s1600-h/DSCN0723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Stzbqg3hOeI/AAAAAAAAFrU/XGhuueAZ-lU/s320/DSCN0723.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394427977106799074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's interested in using his potty chair, but hasn't been successful yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/StzbpzW-0AI/AAAAAAAAFrM/9rM2sT03Ujc/s1600-h/DSCN0720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/StzbpzW-0AI/AAAAAAAAFrM/9rM2sT03Ujc/s320/DSCN0720.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394427964890730498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The little stud can rock those saddle shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Stzbo0kpwqI/AAAAAAAAFrE/7SiiqgeCn4o/s1600-h/DSCN0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Stzbo0kpwqI/AAAAAAAAFrE/7SiiqgeCn4o/s320/DSCN0644.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394427948036637346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another day of babysitting. It's great that they love playing with each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/StzbnlbsJuI/AAAAAAAAFq8/oaOLM8JxHx8/s1600-h/DSCN0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/StzbnlbsJuI/AAAAAAAAFq8/oaOLM8JxHx8/s320/DSCN0626.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394427926792644322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles in my little neat freak. He likes to clean whenever he can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-6255278100416462659?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6255278100416462659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=6255278100416462659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6255278100416462659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6255278100416462659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/photo-update.html' title='A photo update'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Stzbr5EkXrI/AAAAAAAAFrc/c03TAGwJ0FU/s72-c/DSCN0728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-1702555337985305661</id><published>2009-10-11T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T12:49:16.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My kid is the cutest........</title><content type='html'>here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves Conan O'Brien&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He enjoys dancing to the Beastie Boys and Led Zeppelin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He makes a really adorable popeye face that I can't get enough of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He says yes like yish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He lifts his tush during diaper changes if you say "buns up"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He enjoys wrestling and tickles so much that he'll lay on the floor until you realize that he wants you to "fall" on him and give him lots of tickles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He likes to run everywhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His sad face is so pathetic it makes me want to smother him in kisses and hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He can be so intent on getting snacks that he'll climb up onto the table ninja style and I won't know he's up there until I realize it's really too quiet to be a good thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes there is nothing more fun to him than spinning in circles until he falls over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He likes helping with chores. He can sweep, unload the washing machine and dryer, and he helps unload the dishwasher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He interprets "I need to change your diaper" as "Let's play chase"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first time he saw figure skating he tried to imitate them by jumping around and spinning with his arms over his head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is constantly eating something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves his fruits and veggies so much that we can hardly ever get him to eat meat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves musicals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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/719772350832691043-1702555337985305661?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1702555337985305661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=1702555337985305661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1702555337985305661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1702555337985305661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-kid-is-cutest.html' title='My kid is the cutest........'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-1438067375745471461</id><published>2009-09-26T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T22:45:25.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Video Wrap Up of Our Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a little amateurish, but I made a video of some of our favorite pictures from this summer. It takes about 3 minutes to watch it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5409c3eaaf24c369" 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://v8.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5409c3eaaf24c369%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331618541%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B5BCB5563E015D8FCCCCEFE933B68BFBB303568.44FCFD4382C776F82397C14C93459ADA6ADF816E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5409c3eaaf24c369%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYGVns3CaCxWfoST0iwGbaBFHyYQ&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://v8.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5409c3eaaf24c369%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331618541%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B5BCB5563E015D8FCCCCEFE933B68BFBB303568.44FCFD4382C776F82397C14C93459ADA6ADF816E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5409c3eaaf24c369%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYGVns3CaCxWfoST0iwGbaBFHyYQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-1438067375745471461?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1438067375745471461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=1438067375745471461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1438067375745471461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1438067375745471461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/09/video-wrap-up-of-our-summer.html' title='A Video Wrap Up of Our Summer'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-1319446646161713997</id><published>2009-09-26T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T18:50:58.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moms Milk Boutique</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love cloth diapering and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momsmilkboutique.com"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;is one of my favorite places to shop. Check it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-1319446646161713997?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1319446646161713997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=1319446646161713997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1319446646161713997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1319446646161713997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/09/moms-milk-boutique.html' title='Moms Milk Boutique'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-4347955870630003719</id><published>2009-09-20T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T21:07:26.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Update.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;will be coming shortly. I need to track down some pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-4347955870630003719?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/4347955870630003719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=4347955870630003719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/4347955870630003719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/4347955870630003719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/09/update.html' title='An Update.....'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-6135214228969673185</id><published>2009-09-08T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T19:37:20.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbles' first haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqcUe-odVtI/AAAAAAAAEJM/FoAaFEVZ-kQ/s1600-h/DSCN1328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqcUe-odVtI/AAAAAAAAEJM/FoAaFEVZ-kQ/s320/DSCN1328.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379290802358671058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning before we had even considered the haircut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqcUeXOZAWI/AAAAAAAAEJE/WL84WX5a7a4/s1600-h/DSCN1332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqcUeXOZAWI/AAAAAAAAEJE/WL84WX5a7a4/s320/DSCN1332.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379290791780352354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After we'd attempted a trim with the scissors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqcUd8mqR_I/AAAAAAAAEI8/5x8Nn8JU9l8/s1600-h/DSCN1335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqcUd8mqR_I/AAAAAAAAEI8/5x8Nn8JU9l8/s320/DSCN1335.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379290784634390514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After Daddy finished it off with the clippers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqcUdgcuGmI/AAAAAAAAEI0/St-Ok63kUHk/s1600-h/DSCN1339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqcUdgcuGmI/AAAAAAAAEI0/St-Ok63kUHk/s320/DSCN1339.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379290777076505186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The finished product&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-6135214228969673185?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6135214228969673185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=6135214228969673185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6135214228969673185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6135214228969673185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/09/bubbles-first-haircut.html' title='Bubbles&apos; first haircut'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqcUe-odVtI/AAAAAAAAEJM/FoAaFEVZ-kQ/s72-c/DSCN1328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-22454088486994908</id><published>2009-09-08T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:19:28.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sesame Street</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dc7f0858637c91db" 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://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddc7f0858637c91db%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331618541%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F2456456AA169F219C4A6891D5A4E1D1B339892.27FF79DBBB369F7E3AC7B99D670AD86908DFB1D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddc7f0858637c91db%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxF3Z_deMYkR45eY3ZxO9ge-kGQg&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://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddc7f0858637c91db%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331618541%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F2456456AA169F219C4A6891D5A4E1D1B339892.27FF79DBBB369F7E3AC7B99D670AD86908DFB1D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddc7f0858637c91db%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxF3Z_deMYkR45eY3ZxO9ge-kGQg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles love Sesame Street, but this morning he was more excited than I'd ever seen him get. This little guy makes my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-22454088486994908?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/22454088486994908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=22454088486994908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/22454088486994908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/22454088486994908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/09/sesame-street.html' title='Sesame Street'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-1939184741192041238</id><published>2009-09-04T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T21:13:23.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>King of the Playground</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cba2d7b328508f5" 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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0cba2d7b328508f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331618541%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D792ED498BDB2904B2C3C57259D9AAD5FF3C77181.348BC00A60D3CF88E4F3BC4AAC8AFE1269A0A165%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcba2d7b328508f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfNt7aSUgMkg-k0QDOcnHDrlxlvg&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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0cba2d7b328508f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331618541%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D792ED498BDB2904B2C3C57259D9AAD5FF3C77181.348BC00A60D3CF88E4F3BC4AAC8AFE1269A0A165%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcba2d7b328508f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfNt7aSUgMkg-k0QDOcnHDrlxlvg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The very first time he did the playground process all by himself. I think he was showing off for the 3 big kids I was watching that day.&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/719772350832691043-1939184741192041238?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cba2d7b328508f5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1939184741192041238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=1939184741192041238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1939184741192041238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1939184741192041238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/09/king-of-playground.html' title='King of the Playground'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-5879653767694661850</id><published>2009-09-03T20:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:57:42.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oregon State Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqCOHdDZjDI/AAAAAAAAEIM/4RagFuolg_s/s320/DSCN0384.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377454213789486130" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying to smooch a goat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqCOGwb3pdI/AAAAAAAAEIE/8HD-MhMzJbg/s1600-h/DSCN0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqCOGwb3pdI/AAAAAAAAEIE/8HD-MhMzJbg/s320/DSCN0394.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377454201812526546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqCOGDo867I/AAAAAAAAEH8/vzB2gCZ0kQc/s1600-h/DSCN0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqCOGDo867I/AAAAAAAAEH8/vzB2gCZ0kQc/s320/DSCN0395.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377454189787802546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqCOFofwwnI/AAAAAAAAEH0/k-gHMK5QAw8/s1600-h/DSCN0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqCOFofwwnI/AAAAAAAAEH0/k-gHMK5QAw8/s320/DSCN0405.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377454182501499506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqCOE-tKGBI/AAAAAAAAEHs/DI3HIsho1cc/s1600-h/DSCN0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqCOE-tKGBI/AAAAAAAAEHs/DI3HIsho1cc/s320/DSCN0434.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377454171283396626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa and Granna with their favorite boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqCOzZ_0OdI/AAAAAAAAEIk/g9B781acS3Y/s320/DSCN0437.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377454968883395026" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A very cute family&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqCOy0BDh7I/AAAAAAAAEIc/mLUOO0W3xq4/s320/DSCN0436.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377454958688044978" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The women plus a handsome little boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqCOyRGol0I/AAAAAAAAEIU/65hb-2wyZdw/s1600-h/DSCN0435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqCOyRGol0I/AAAAAAAAEIU/65hb-2wyZdw/s320/DSCN0435.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377454949316204354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The men&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/719772350832691043-5879653767694661850?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5879653767694661850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=5879653767694661850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5879653767694661850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5879653767694661850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/09/oregon-state-fair.html' title='Oregon State Fair'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SqCOHdDZjDI/AAAAAAAAEIM/4RagFuolg_s/s72-c/DSCN0384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-5452320005003380635</id><published>2009-09-03T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:15:15.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Independent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2a0fe917e664966c" 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://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2a0fe917e664966c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331618541%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D384CE7A128FC693EE8A38175F835665797988B5.4771519A0B54FC6A3A334AF4050F3ECEB6E9B161%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2a0fe917e664966c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dya0m9ZoBwS2JxYMnd--F1e7L_zI&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://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2a0fe917e664966c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331618541%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D384CE7A128FC693EE8A38175F835665797988B5.4771519A0B54FC6A3A334AF4050F3ECEB6E9B161%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2a0fe917e664966c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dya0m9ZoBwS2JxYMnd--F1e7L_zI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles is gaining his independence. He refuses to let us feed him anymore. It seems like it happened all in one day. He's getting really good at eating with utensils. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-5452320005003380635?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2a0fe917e664966c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5452320005003380635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=5452320005003380635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5452320005003380635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5452320005003380635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/09/mr-independent.html' title='Mr. Independent'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-8029488839827078773</id><published>2009-08-29T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:39:55.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diaper Disaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poor Bubbles just hasn't had a great day today. First I was gone all day to work our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BeautiControl&lt;/span&gt; booth at the Corn Festival. Then he hit his head hard enough to leave a lump and a bruise. Apparently those weren't bad enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got home from my parents and decided to throw the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; monkey into the tub so we'd have one less thing to do before church tomorrow. I was pulling his diaper off and realized that it wasn't just soggy. I set it on the bathroom floor so I could find some wipes to clean his tush. I hadn't even gotten up yet when he started to scream. My first thought was that he had hit his bruise, but I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt; wrong....... He'd seen his own poop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's right folks. Bubbles was so terrified at the sight of his diaper that he hauled buns into the hallway. I ran after him and swiped some diapers and cleaned him up before he could make a mess. He then stood outside the bathroom half whining half crying until I folded his diaper up and threw it away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once it was gone he was fine. I never knew a diaper could be so traumatic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-8029488839827078773?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8029488839827078773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=8029488839827078773' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/8029488839827078773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/8029488839827078773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/08/diaper-disaster.html' title='Diaper Disaster'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-8043802334337466522</id><published>2009-08-29T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:32:14.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbles' first bruise on his noggin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Spn_U81RNaI/AAAAAAAAEHk/SwOcUtRIluE/s1600-h/DSCN0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Spn_U81RNaI/AAAAAAAAEHk/SwOcUtRIluE/s320/DSCN0369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375608365635417506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Spn_UEu4veI/AAAAAAAAEHc/WRBYoyYxPIk/s1600-h/DSCN0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Spn_UEu4veI/AAAAAAAAEHc/WRBYoyYxPIk/s320/DSCN0368.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375608350576262626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know how we've made it this long without any real bruises to the noggin, but we did...... Until today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had just gotten to my parents from a day at the corn festival and heard Bubbles scream in the way babies do when they are hurt. I went running and found Ben holding him as he screamed. Bubbles is working on running and he took a face plant in some fairly rocky ground. He had dirt all over his face. We didn't realize that he'd taken a good bump to the forehead until I got the dirt washed off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pictures aren't great for documenting the bruise, but it's almost in line with his nose high on his forehead. Poor kid, but it's good to know he's got such a hard head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-8043802334337466522?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8043802334337466522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=8043802334337466522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/8043802334337466522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/8043802334337466522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/08/bubbles-first-bruise-on-his-noggin.html' title='Bubbles&apos; first bruise on his noggin'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Spn_U81RNaI/AAAAAAAAEHk/SwOcUtRIluE/s72-c/DSCN0369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-2319358862732945556</id><published>2009-08-26T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:14:42.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KEIZER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We just moved into our 3 bedroom apartment in Keizer. We are working on getting things more situated. It's started to look more homey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first few nights were a real adjustment. We aren't used to city noises yet and Bubbles woke up a lot. I am happy to report now that Bubbles is sleeping through the night and has been for a few days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once we have everything looking decent we'll post some pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-2319358862732945556?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2319358862732945556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=2319358862732945556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2319358862732945556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2319358862732945556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/08/keizer.html' title='KEIZER'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-5217167790096865987</id><published>2009-07-28T14:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T14:18:36.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Cuteness of the Bubbles Kind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sm9qJyJem3I/AAAAAAAAEHU/Iw05M8dqGuM/s1600-h/DSC_0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sm9qJyJem3I/AAAAAAAAEHU/Iw05M8dqGuM/s320/DSC_0417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363622397534444402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubbles is starting to wear hats for a few minutes at a time. He has started running and spinning around in circles at random moments. We are enjoying watching him assert himself more, but we do at times wish that tantrums weren't a part of growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell he also enjoys running around naked. He has also figured out how to take his own diapers off. We learned that when he stripped a dirty diaper off in his crib and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;poopy&lt;/span&gt; butt stamped his pillow. I wasn't upset at all because you could see how proud he was to have accomplished something new. However, we do make sure that he never goes to bed without at least pants on. Once he figures a way past those I'm not sure what we'll do.&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/719772350832691043-5217167790096865987?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5217167790096865987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=5217167790096865987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5217167790096865987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5217167790096865987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-cuteness-of-bubbles-kind.html' title='Random Cuteness of the Bubbles Kind'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sm9qJyJem3I/AAAAAAAAEHU/Iw05M8dqGuM/s72-c/DSC_0417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-2848920528036942242</id><published>2009-07-19T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:43:00.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our July so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SmOS2OLxkiI/AAAAAAAAEHM/QHnbxTrf660/s1600-h/DSC_0357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SmOS2OLxkiI/AAAAAAAAEHM/QHnbxTrf660/s320/DSC_0357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360289441719095842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning how to dance with Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SmOS148snTI/AAAAAAAAEHE/-YLpqVv-1ck/s1600-h/DSC_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SmOS148snTI/AAAAAAAAEHE/-YLpqVv-1ck/s320/DSC_0372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360289436018711858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving Duke some love. As a side note the floor doesn't normally look like that, but with a toddler and a puppy things get messy quickly and cleaned up once everybody is in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SmOS1vZFNzI/AAAAAAAAEG8/-BtCZT1_kFU/s1600-h/DSC_0378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SmOS1vZFNzI/AAAAAAAAEG8/-BtCZT1_kFU/s320/DSC_0378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360289433453410098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon enough Duke will be big enough that Bubbles will think he should be able to ride him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SmOS1UOWR0I/AAAAAAAAEG0/hTxCl-u58PU/s1600-h/DSC_0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SmOS1UOWR0I/AAAAAAAAEG0/hTxCl-u58PU/s320/DSC_0390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360289426160633666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooling off on a 90 degree day. If you look closely you'll notice that Bubbles isn't even wearing a swim diaper. Brave Dad, huh?&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/719772350832691043-2848920528036942242?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2848920528036942242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=2848920528036942242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2848920528036942242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2848920528036942242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-july-so-far.html' title='Our July so far'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SmOS2OLxkiI/AAAAAAAAEHM/QHnbxTrf660/s72-c/DSC_0357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-5273296154085608106</id><published>2009-07-11T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T18:29:09.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbles has discovered he's a boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We gave him a bath after he had spaghetti for dinner. When we went out into the living room to put a diaper on he was sitting on my lap while I dried him off. He looked down and pointed at his penis and then looked up at me and said, "Ba?" (everything is Ba right now because he loves balls and balloons).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just told him it was his penis. Then I let him wander around naked for a little bit because he's been having some recurring diaper rash. He wandered towards Granna and tried to show her his penis, but couldn't see it over his tummy, so he sat down on the floor and poked it while saying "Ba" again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all laughed so hard. It makes me laugh because he runs around naked so often and it's only now that he realizes that he has anything below that pudgy tummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/719772350832691043-5273296154085608106?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5273296154085608106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=5273296154085608106' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5273296154085608106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5273296154085608106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/07/bubbles-has-discovered-hes-boy.html' title='Bubbles has discovered he&apos;s a boy'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-6153629649882147772</id><published>2009-07-05T00:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:31:20.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SlBV_a0JPcI/AAAAAAAAEGs/jmHO6UpoEZ4/s1600-h/DSC_0255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SlBV_a0JPcI/AAAAAAAAEGs/jmHO6UpoEZ4/s320/DSC_0255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354874504961670594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent a little time in the new pool Grandpa got. It would have been better if the water wasn't cold enough to make your legs ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SlBV-6fyN0I/AAAAAAAAEGk/ssrMz5Xi-Hw/s1600-h/DSC_0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SlBV-6fyN0I/AAAAAAAAEGk/ssrMz5Xi-Hw/s320/DSC_0258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354874496286340930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Nathan came to celebrate with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SlBV-qayIEI/AAAAAAAAEGc/jj_YCI5_jM8/s1600-h/DSC_0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SlBV-qayIEI/AAAAAAAAEGc/jj_YCI5_jM8/s320/DSC_0279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354874491970396226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I manned, or is it womaned, the grill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SlBV-LPOwgI/AAAAAAAAEGU/xwDLIzhoQ-s/s1600-h/DSC_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SlBV-LPOwgI/AAAAAAAAEGU/xwDLIzhoQ-s/s320/DSC_0353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354874483600441858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just like the way this picture turned out. Mallie was playing with a sparkler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SlBV996qClI/AAAAAAAAEGM/H0qmWXElrDM/s1600-h/DSC_0333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SlBV996qClI/AAAAAAAAEGM/H0qmWXElrDM/s320/DSC_0333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354874480024488530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bubbles sitting in the back of the van with Grandpa and Granna watching everybody set off fireworks. He has a corn cob in his hand that he refused to relinquish. He really enjoyed chewing on it.&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/719772350832691043-6153629649882147772?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6153629649882147772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=6153629649882147772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6153629649882147772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6153629649882147772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SlBV_a0JPcI/AAAAAAAAEGs/jmHO6UpoEZ4/s72-c/DSC_0255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-9126063720674264487</id><published>2009-06-27T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T19:06:48.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures Galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm going to try doing this a little bit differently than usual. I'm making a video instead of hand picking the pictures and trying to get them in the right order. 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I have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;recuperating&lt;/span&gt; from a tonsillectomy and will hopefully feel up to blogging sometime next week.&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/719772350832691043-2753865469802164707?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2753865469802164707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=2753865469802164707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2753865469802164707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2753865469802164707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-havent-forgotten.html' title='I haven&apos;t forgotten.....'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-5821761089585312027</id><published>2009-06-21T18:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T18:41:06.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and we had a great time! I'll post pictures when I have a minute.&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/719772350832691043-5821761089585312027?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5821761089585312027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=5821761089585312027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5821761089585312027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5821761089585312027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/06/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back......'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-7292657374115979006</id><published>2009-06-13T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T19:46:22.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VACATION......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're leaving here shortly and planning on spending Sunday and part of Monday in Rexburg before heading to Utah until Saturday. Let's hope that Bubbles sleeps most of the way.&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/719772350832691043-7292657374115979006?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7292657374115979006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=7292657374115979006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/7292657374115979006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/7292657374115979006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/06/vacation.html' title='VACATION......'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-150190026357499540</id><published>2009-06-05T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:04:52.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photos by Karee Stosich</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great time having our first real family photos taken since Christmas by a photographer in our ward. She did an amazing job. We never had newborn pictures taken, so we had nothing with little hands or feet or us snuggling a very sweet brand new baby. I was really excited to see that Karee took some pictures that have Bubbles chubby little feed and hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubbles did much better than I thought he would and it was pretty quick and painless. I'm looking forward to using them in the 1st year photo book I'm going to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all enjoy just a few of the great pictures she took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin3zeVZ_UI/AAAAAAAAEGA/EbHkO64dVmg/s1600-h/107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin3zeVZ_UI/AAAAAAAAEGA/EbHkO64dVmg/s320/107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344074896540040514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin3VRs-oUI/AAAAAAAAEF4/8iqiYM-VaHk/s1600-h/65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin3VRs-oUI/AAAAAAAAEF4/8iqiYM-VaHk/s320/65.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344074377753174338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin3VIy5qcI/AAAAAAAAEFw/UdY836Kpq-s/s1600-h/94.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin3VIy5qcI/AAAAAAAAEFw/UdY836Kpq-s/s320/94.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344074375362095554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin3Ux3uPeI/AAAAAAAAEFo/H6aNQjl9-tA/s1600-h/90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin3Ux3uPeI/AAAAAAAAEFo/H6aNQjl9-tA/s320/90.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344074369208303074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin2DKRmyVI/AAAAAAAAEFg/RJ2XSEexWJU/s1600-h/79.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin2DKRmyVI/AAAAAAAAEFg/RJ2XSEexWJU/s320/79.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344072967010044242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin2C_uMBLI/AAAAAAAAEFY/Dc6CqnDuJQc/s1600-h/59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin2C_uMBLI/AAAAAAAAEFY/Dc6CqnDuJQc/s320/59.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344072964177134770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin2CulBvQI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/GvOiMd5aCVA/s1600-h/50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin2CulBvQI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/GvOiMd5aCVA/s320/50.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344072959575309570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin1EKEzPYI/AAAAAAAAEFI/9swN6j7jzSQ/s1600-h/44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin1EKEzPYI/AAAAAAAAEFI/9swN6j7jzSQ/s320/44.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344071884624575874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin1D6ORvqI/AAAAAAAAEFA/UakvaJrKc3k/s1600-h/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin1D6ORvqI/AAAAAAAAEFA/UakvaJrKc3k/s320/32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344071880369356450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin1DiFR5jI/AAAAAAAAEE4/N8mBfUiinMs/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin1DiFR5jI/AAAAAAAAEE4/N8mBfUiinMs/s320/27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344071873889166898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SinD9ubJQ8I/AAAAAAAAEEw/tYCCbpPMlaw/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SinD9ubJQ8I/AAAAAAAAEEw/tYCCbpPMlaw/s320/24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344017898053125058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SinD9LLupSI/AAAAAAAAEEo/XOxWv6IghPE/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SinD9LLupSI/AAAAAAAAEEo/XOxWv6IghPE/s320/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344017888593224994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SinD83UjaqI/AAAAAAAAEEg/y1l9ai4vSsw/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SinD83UjaqI/AAAAAAAAEEg/y1l9ai4vSsw/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344017883261528738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-150190026357499540?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/150190026357499540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=150190026357499540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/150190026357499540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/150190026357499540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/06/family-photos-by-karee-stosich.html' title='Family Photos by Karee Stosich'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sin3zeVZ_UI/AAAAAAAAEGA/EbHkO64dVmg/s72-c/107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-7323141245293006745</id><published>2009-06-03T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:38:00.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SibtDkzgJxI/AAAAAAAAEEY/MSOk-QbAnhE/s1600-h/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SibtDkzgJxI/AAAAAAAAEEY/MSOk-QbAnhE/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343218653596755730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa bought a swing set and this swing chair for Bubbles' birthday! B loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sibsqk3mZsI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/ghfvqyKQdKQ/s1600-h/DSC_0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sibsqk3mZsI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/ghfvqyKQdKQ/s320/DSC_0275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343218224117212866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a pretty relaxed driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SibsqK9pO7I/AAAAAAAAEEI/KyEeVqg8-QE/s1600-h/DSC_0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SibsqK9pO7I/AAAAAAAAEEI/KyEeVqg8-QE/s320/DSC_0175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343218217163242418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like a ride around the farm on the John Deere with Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SibXVpvVReI/AAAAAAAAEEA/TeJbXGGASrU/s1600-h/DSC_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SibXVpvVReI/AAAAAAAAEEA/TeJbXGGASrU/s320/DSC_0288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343194774903277026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubbles loves his PB&amp;amp;J sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SibXVXThGDI/AAAAAAAAED4/3kL0_WQ8lD4/s1600-h/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SibXVXThGDI/AAAAAAAAED4/3kL0_WQ8lD4/s320/DSC_0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343194769954773042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played at River Front Park before and after riding the Carousel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SibXVAcv74I/AAAAAAAAEDw/G4JURDhrnQw/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SibXVAcv74I/AAAAAAAAEDw/G4JURDhrnQw/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343194763819478914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really hard to get a good picture of them riding the carousel, but I think this one turned out pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SibXU9iEoFI/AAAAAAAAEDo/5agVvbJokuw/s1600-h/DSC_0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SibXU9iEoFI/AAAAAAAAEDo/5agVvbJokuw/s320/DSC_0290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343194763036500050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew that a cereal box could be such fun?!?&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/719772350832691043-7323141245293006745?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7323141245293006745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=7323141245293006745' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/7323141245293006745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/7323141245293006745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-pictures.html' title='Random Pictures'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SibtDkzgJxI/AAAAAAAAEEY/MSOk-QbAnhE/s72-c/DSC_0069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-3072501052489084789</id><published>2009-05-31T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:34:03.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Smurf Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First of all I need to warn all who read this that this isn't going to be a funny story. The only reason I am calling it the Smurf day is because if I don't try to laugh a little I'm going to start crying again. I've got to lighten the mood I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a super busy day because we're getting the house ready for an appraisal. It has involved my mom and I running around like crazy people and Ben trying to pick up the Bubbles slack for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lunch I cut up some chicken and put it into some homemade BBQ sauce to simmer. After Bubbles got up from his nap Ben sat down to feed him. I was cleaning in the kitchen when I heard somebody trying to cough. I looked over and Ben had pulled B out of his highchair and was trying to help him cough a piece of chicken up. It wasn't working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried sweeping his mouth to see if I could grab it, but no luck. He was started to turn blue when my mom grabbed him and tried to do the Heimlich like they taught her to do in like 1980. It moved it enough that he could take a breath, but he started turning a deeper shade of blue after he'd pinked up a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took him from my mom and threw him over my lap and started pounding on his back. The piece of chicken flew out and Bubbles started screaming. I turned him over and watched his tongue turn pink again and then just held him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shaking so bad by the time it was all over that I was afraid I was going to drop him. Everything happened in like 30 seconds, but felt like it took 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubbles didn't want to try to eat again (besides nursing) for a couple hours and it took him even longer to even go near Ben. Apparently he blamed his dad for what happened. Ben felt so bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B is doing just fine. He ate a snack and dinner and is again best pals with his dad. I'm not sure that I'm going to get over it any time soon. I will always remember the way his face looked with his lips and tongue blue and a little swollen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried really hard not to get too freaked out in front of him though. He was plenty scared on his own. I waited until I put him down to bed to cry. I sat down on the couch with Ben just a little while ago and told him that we got too close to losing him for my comfort and then started crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all fine, but it was a little too close for my comfort.&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/719772350832691043-3072501052489084789?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/3072501052489084789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=3072501052489084789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/3072501052489084789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/3072501052489084789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/05/smurf-day.html' title='A Smurf Day'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-1123397843862952166</id><published>2009-05-25T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T22:50:34.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deleting the blog?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am considering deleting our blog because I don't think people are reading it. What's the point in spending so much time to upload photos and update people that don't read it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you do read this please leave a comment and then I'll know that I should continue making updates.&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/719772350832691043-1123397843862952166?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1123397843862952166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=1123397843862952166' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1123397843862952166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/1123397843862952166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/05/deleting-blog.html' title='Deleting the blog?'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-3431818305860267962</id><published>2009-05-19T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T14:47:24.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st Birthday Bubbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great first birthday with Bubbles. He destroyed his cake and had a great time toddling around the park. Bubbles enjoyed all the attention he got and has loved all the wonderful presents he received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard for me to believe that he is already 1! It has gone by so much faster than I ever thought it would. My baby boy is less of a baby every day. He's trying to talk more. He can say Mama, Dada, and Ba for ball. He's knows the difference between a big tree and a small tree and also knows all of our pets by their names. We're all really enjoying each day we have with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Shxhz3QOclI/AAAAAAAAEDg/SKi2gDDrgeg/s1600-h/DSC_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Shxhz3QOclI/AAAAAAAAEDg/SKi2gDDrgeg/s320/DSC_0737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340250801787794002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to get pictures with every family that was there, but my parents left early because my mom was feeling sick. At some point I'll upload some more pictures. We are posing with my brothers Mike and J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Shxhznq-EvI/AAAAAAAAEDY/l2G6u9NCosQ/s1600-h/DSC_0609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Shxhznq-EvI/AAAAAAAAEDY/l2G6u9NCosQ/s320/DSC_0609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340250797604999922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got frosting smeared all on my back and in my hair. It was a very sweet and sticky hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/ShNZo4U40pI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/KBuqjF3Eiu0/s1600-h/DSC_0591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/ShNZo4U40pI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/KBuqjF3Eiu0/s320/DSC_0591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337708542213804690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy cake! Bubbles decided that this must be a good way to try to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/ShNZoqZBIsI/AAAAAAAAEDI/Qkg_Mdqf7_4/s1600-h/DSC_0599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/ShNZoqZBIsI/AAAAAAAAEDI/Qkg_Mdqf7_4/s320/DSC_0599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337708538473030338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to share with Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/ShNZoVYwUBI/AAAAAAAAEDA/p72A04exemU/s1600-h/DSC_0574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/ShNZoVYwUBI/AAAAAAAAEDA/p72A04exemU/s320/DSC_0574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337708532834783250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His first attempts at eating it. I think he was waiting for one of us to tell him he couldn't make a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/ShNZoBzRP_I/AAAAAAAAEC4/XOjbZgflgCs/s1600-h/DSC_0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/ShNZoBzRP_I/AAAAAAAAEC4/XOjbZgflgCs/s320/DSC_0541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337708527577284594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and brother made the cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/ShNZn7QsT0I/AAAAAAAAECw/830OGYhIGwQ/s1600-h/DSC_0540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/ShNZn7QsT0I/AAAAAAAAECw/830OGYhIGwQ/s320/DSC_0540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337708525821644610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-3431818305860267962?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/3431818305860267962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=3431818305860267962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/3431818305860267962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/3431818305860267962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-1st-birthday-bubbles.html' title='Happy 1st Birthday Bubbles'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Shxhz3QOclI/AAAAAAAAEDg/SKi2gDDrgeg/s72-c/DSC_0737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-5918842562543310343</id><published>2009-05-14T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:14:22.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SgzrimHDhfI/AAAAAAAAECo/S7-g9ph1SGI/s1600-h/DSC_0448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SgzrimHDhfI/AAAAAAAAECo/S7-g9ph1SGI/s320/DSC_0448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335898638105413106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cute little man giving me smooches and trying to steal my hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sgzrifrk7yI/AAAAAAAAECg/e49-aJ9pG6Y/s1600-h/DSC_0435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sgzrifrk7yI/AAAAAAAAECg/e49-aJ9pG6Y/s320/DSC_0435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335898636379549474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's practicing his spidey skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SgzridLmQzI/AAAAAAAAECY/5U3oyuXvqFs/s1600-h/DSC_0433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SgzridLmQzI/AAAAAAAAECY/5U3oyuXvqFs/s320/DSC_0433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335898635708547890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spidey would be so jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sgzrh36NpNI/AAAAAAAAECQ/ycQY_gTofJ8/s1600-h/DSC_0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sgzrh36NpNI/AAAAAAAAECQ/ycQY_gTofJ8/s320/DSC_0512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335898625703519442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Daniel came to visit Mother's Day weekend. Bubbles LOVED him!&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/719772350832691043-5918842562543310343?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5918842562543310343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=5918842562543310343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5918842562543310343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5918842562543310343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-pictures.html' title='more pictures'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SgzrimHDhfI/AAAAAAAAECo/S7-g9ph1SGI/s72-c/DSC_0448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-6172553960675082103</id><published>2009-05-08T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:58:33.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another super quick update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you can see in the progression on photos Bubbles was playing hide and seek with the curtain between the living room and the storage room.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SgUbEG_DkQI/AAAAAAAAECI/UrqkbohUUNM/s1600-h/DSC_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SgUbEG_DkQI/AAAAAAAAECI/UrqkbohUUNM/s320/DSC_0368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333699091098734850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SgUbED1CtvI/AAAAAAAAECA/ijFJk-E0onc/s1600-h/DSC_0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SgUbED1CtvI/AAAAAAAAECA/ijFJk-E0onc/s320/DSC_0358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333699090251429618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SgUbD-nUSRI/AAAAAAAAEB4/6413v9Zz1vk/s1600-h/DSC_0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SgUbD-nUSRI/AAAAAAAAEB4/6413v9Zz1vk/s320/DSC_0361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333699088851683602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a great picture, but I chopped all my hair off. It looks a little manly right there, but I promise it's quite cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SgUbDvYO_QI/AAAAAAAAEBw/Kct-fw-o8Fg/s1600-h/DSC_0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SgUbDvYO_QI/AAAAAAAAEBw/Kct-fw-o8Fg/s320/DSC_0384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333699084761890050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles is officially sleeping through the night and has been since we started the experiment. He's a much more pleasant fellow and we are enjoying the sleep too!&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/719772350832691043-6172553960675082103?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6172553960675082103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=6172553960675082103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6172553960675082103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6172553960675082103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-super-quick-update.html' title='Another super quick update'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SgUbEG_DkQI/AAAAAAAAECI/UrqkbohUUNM/s72-c/DSC_0368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-3107480171201811944</id><published>2009-05-02T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T11:27:51.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After nearly a year of mostly sleepless nights we made the decision to move Bubbles out of our room. A friend recommended a book to me to help B sleep through the night. I was a little worried that it wouldn't work or that it would be really hard on Bubbles, but he has done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;FANTASTIC&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night he work up about 2 hours after we put him to bed and then again at 3:15 am. He didn't wake up again until almost 8 am, which is his usual wake up time. Last night he went to sleep at about 9:30 and didn't wake up until 5:45. I thought he was ready to be up, but he showed us by laying down in our bed and trying to fall asleep that he wasn't. Ben took him back downstairs to his room and he laid right down and went to sleep. He didn't get up again until 8 am. I think it goes without saying that he has given up nursing at night. He just needed some space of his own and no cats to bother him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been amazing. I thought it was going to be super hard and that it would absolutely break my heart, but he was so ready to do this. It still makes me sad one one level though. I miss snuggling with him already. It is just another step towards growing up. He just isn't staying little long enough for me.&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/719772350832691043-3107480171201811944?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/3107480171201811944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=3107480171201811944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/3107480171201811944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/3107480171201811944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/05/sleep.html' title='Sleep'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-6280803428193295698</id><published>2009-04-27T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:02:03.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ren</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SfkGQM0lioI/AAAAAAAAEA8/_V-9k31Tfmk/s1600-h/DSCN1325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SfkGQM0lioI/AAAAAAAAEA8/_V-9k31Tfmk/s320/DSCN1325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330298509359155842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is a new addition at the Foster house! My parents are very sweet and took in a chihuahua named Ren. Our friends recently moved into a new place and couldn't bring their dog with them. They had tried finding a home for him, but hadn't been successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mallie begged our parents and they agreed to a trial run with him. Within minutes it was decided that he would stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is very attached to me, but it getting more comfortable with the rest of the family. He and Bubbles are great friends. He's definitely a keeper!&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/719772350832691043-6280803428193295698?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6280803428193295698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=6280803428193295698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6280803428193295698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6280803428193295698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/04/ren.html' title='Ren'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SfkGQM0lioI/AAAAAAAAEA8/_V-9k31Tfmk/s72-c/DSCN1325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-5109382830757518446</id><published>2009-04-21T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:06:14.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playground</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Se4YyfgktPI/AAAAAAAAEAs/TC7SEHS-u70/s1600-h/DSC_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Se4YyfgktPI/AAAAAAAAEAs/TC7SEHS-u70/s320/DSC_0267.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327222664956523762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting ready to slide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Se4YyMLgy0I/AAAAAAAAEAk/jP_Xzfcx73o/s1600-h/DSC_0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Se4YyMLgy0I/AAAAAAAAEAk/jP_Xzfcx73o/s320/DSC_0332.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327222659767913282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grass no longer freaks him out. Now we can't keep up with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Se4Yxvlu6UI/AAAAAAAAEAc/ihDAsmcNsAc/s1600-h/DSC_0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Se4Yxvlu6UI/AAAAAAAAEAc/ihDAsmcNsAc/s320/DSC_0252.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327222652093262146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loved swinging!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Se4XOvQAFSI/AAAAAAAAEAE/bKBCY0zpak0/s1600-h/DSC_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Se4XOvQAFSI/AAAAAAAAEAE/bKBCY0zpak0/s320/DSC_0231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327220951195063586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had him laughing by telling him to get away from me while I pushed him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Se4XOYTBWNI/AAAAAAAAD_8/xN_H9_WnfIQ/s1600-h/DSC_0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Se4XOYTBWNI/AAAAAAAAD_8/xN_H9_WnfIQ/s320/DSC_0262.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327220945033713874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben got Bubbles swinging and then swung beside him. B thought it was funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Se4XOIQDhSI/AAAAAAAAD_0/uJespbT_s4A/s1600-h/DSC_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Se4XOIQDhSI/AAAAAAAAD_0/uJespbT_s4A/s320/DSC_0274.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327220940726306082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The mini slide wasn't cool enough for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Se4XNw6E05I/AAAAAAAAD_s/t3j338fOvCk/s1600-h/DSC_0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Se4XNw6E05I/AAAAAAAAD_s/t3j338fOvCk/s320/DSC_0285.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327220934460101522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was making me so nervous, but Ben was just out of camera shot keeping him safe. He climbed to the top of the play structure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Se4XNj1h2UI/AAAAAAAAD_k/3osS9j3qlB8/s1600-h/DSC_0295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Se4XNj1h2UI/AAAAAAAAD_k/3osS9j3qlB8/s320/DSC_0295.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327220930951371074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He really did like the horse, but you can't tell from this one.&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/719772350832691043-5109382830757518446?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5109382830757518446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=5109382830757518446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5109382830757518446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5109382830757518446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/04/playground.html' title='Playground'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Se4YyfgktPI/AAAAAAAAEAs/TC7SEHS-u70/s72-c/DSC_0267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-4959284182740973312</id><published>2009-04-21T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:02:59.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles let me sleep last night. It was glorious. He went to bed at about 9 and didn't wake up until 5:30. I nursed him and he slept until a little after 8.  I think we just tired him out playing outside all day. Thank goodness for sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've had a pretty unpleasant weekend. I have kidney stones. If you've never had them let me just say that I'd much rather have constant contractions again than this. I'm finally feeling better today. I'm hoping that this is the end because if it isn't then I have to go back in for a CAT scan. Sometime today I will post some pictures. I have tons. I think I'll wait until we've taken B to the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-4959284182740973312?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/4959284182740973312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=4959284182740973312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/4959284182740973312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/4959284182740973312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/04/sleep.html' title='Sleep'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-5682304662571031921</id><published>2009-04-15T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T19:56:34.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on Strike!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So after almost 11 months without a decent nights sleep I am done with nursing at night! We are on night 3 of this project and I am hoping that it doesn't last too much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles, as I'm sure you can imagine, is not happy with this change. The last few nights we have tried he has been so angry! It makes it so much harder that he is in our room. I wouldn't mind nursing at night still if he would at least go down to one or two feedings. Too bad he wants four to six feedings a night.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think it's mostly him trying to catch up. He isn't nursing very well during the day because he wants to be exploring. Not only that he is a BIG fan of table food. He is eating pretty much whatever we eat. Today he fed himself a sloppy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;joe&lt;/span&gt; soaked piece of bread with meat and didn't even end up with an orange face or stained clothes! That piece of bread wasn't a small one either. It was the bottom half of a burger bun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully very soon  I can report that he is no longer nursing at night and back to getting in all the feeding during the day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;UPDATE: I gave up. Bubbles is teething again and is miserable with spring allergies. I'm going to try again when he is feeling better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-5682304662571031921?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5682304662571031921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=5682304662571031921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5682304662571031921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/5682304662571031921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-on-strike.html' title='I&apos;m on Strike!!!!'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-2900519870691919759</id><published>2009-04-09T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:51:33.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pictures From a Sunny Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sd6_eP4QvuI/AAAAAAAAD_E/kUgpG90719g/s1600-h/DSC_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sd6_eP4QvuI/AAAAAAAAD_E/kUgpG90719g/s320/DSC_0188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322902335977996002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sd6_d5BUbpI/AAAAAAAAD-8/p2D7cCgHAxA/s1600-h/DSC_0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sd6_d5BUbpI/AAAAAAAAD-8/p2D7cCgHAxA/s320/DSC_0223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322902329841970834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sd6_do8RZEI/AAAAAAAAD-0/YUGHSpWfxAs/s1600-h/DSC_0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sd6_do8RZEI/AAAAAAAAD-0/YUGHSpWfxAs/s320/DSC_0263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322902325525832770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sd6_dYn-1zI/AAAAAAAAD-s/jU6s0H92pqs/s1600-h/DSC_0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sd6_dYn-1zI/AAAAAAAAD-s/jU6s0H92pqs/s320/DSC_0284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322902321145763634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sd6_dEHEJQI/AAAAAAAAD-k/-eQkj1Vir6c/s1600-h/DSC_0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sd6_dEHEJQI/AAAAAAAAD-k/-eQkj1Vir6c/s320/DSC_0501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322902315638990082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-2900519870691919759?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2900519870691919759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=2900519870691919759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2900519870691919759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/2900519870691919759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-pictures-from-sunny-weekend.html' title='More Pictures From a Sunny Weekend'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sd6_eP4QvuI/AAAAAAAAD_E/kUgpG90719g/s72-c/DSC_0188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-6827140664613595150</id><published>2009-04-06T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:47:22.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from a Sunny Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sdox6swtvQI/AAAAAAAAD-U/ysF1ehRDquk/s1600-h/DSC_0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sdox6swtvQI/AAAAAAAAD-U/ysF1ehRDquk/s320/DSC_0507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321620794209320194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lil toothy man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SdoxdgSI66I/AAAAAAAAD-M/0W3nNTdC6Qw/s1600-h/DSC_0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SdoxdgSI66I/AAAAAAAAD-M/0W3nNTdC6Qw/s320/DSC_0227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321620292643646370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My funny boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SdowbDjZCII/AAAAAAAAD-E/sZnvr8iPJtA/s1600-h/DSC_0756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SdowbDjZCII/AAAAAAAAD-E/sZnvr8iPJtA/s320/DSC_0756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321619151060011138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't in the mood to be very cooperative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sdov1NcD5kI/AAAAAAAAD98/iPMjB5vFLec/s1600-h/DSC_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sdov1NcD5kI/AAAAAAAAD98/iPMjB5vFLec/s320/DSC_0721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321618500878591554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is in my parents front pasture. There are some pretty neat places to get pictures around the farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SdovU_sYoNI/AAAAAAAAD90/hHxghPsI2qU/s1600-h/DSC_0657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SdovU_sYoNI/AAAAAAAAD90/hHxghPsI2qU/s320/DSC_0657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321617947433148626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to get some cute family pics in. Bubbles loves being upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sdouvn3gQlI/AAAAAAAAD9s/tRSY8QtNfZ0/s1600-h/DSC_0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sdouvn3gQlI/AAAAAAAAD9s/tRSY8QtNfZ0/s320/DSC_0693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321617305382175314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be biased, but I think I've got some pretty handsome men in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sdot-UXB__I/AAAAAAAAD9k/9ATESgEizHM/s1600-h/DSC_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sdot-UXB__I/AAAAAAAAD9k/9ATESgEizHM/s320/DSC_0194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321616458332110834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no fear, B and Ben make a great stunt team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SdotZXVJTpI/AAAAAAAAD9c/2-H-LaOCY6M/s1600-h/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SdotZXVJTpI/AAAAAAAAD9c/2-H-LaOCY6M/s320/DSC_0077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321615823474347666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love his little eyebrows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SdosVPTovQI/AAAAAAAAD9U/LC5IKUAw6cQ/s1600-h/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SdosVPTovQI/AAAAAAAAD9U/LC5IKUAw6cQ/s320/DSC_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321614653089430786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubbles likes to share. Sometimes it means that I have to chew on grass or really soggy Cheerios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sdor6JJsc4I/AAAAAAAAD9M/L2gZw_Jgkxs/s1600-h/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sdor6JJsc4I/AAAAAAAAD9M/L2gZw_Jgkxs/s320/DSC_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321614187580650370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves being pulled around in the wagon. His face doesn't really show it, but he was having a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/719772350832691043-6827140664613595150?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6827140664613595150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=6827140664613595150' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6827140664613595150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/6827140664613595150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/04/pictures-from-sunny-weekend.html' title='Pictures from a Sunny Weekend'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/Sdox6swtvQI/AAAAAAAAD-U/ysF1ehRDquk/s72-c/DSC_0507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-951743147248310301</id><published>2009-04-04T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T19:05:42.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Alive!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tried to upload some new pictures today, but my parents internet connection isn't cooperating enough for me to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are alive and doing well. I have been busy helping on the farm and Ben is really busy with school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to get some pictures up this coming week while at school.&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/719772350832691043-951743147248310301?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/951743147248310301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=951743147248310301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/951743147248310301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/951743147248310301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/04/were-alive.html' title='We&apos;re Alive!!!!'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-719772350832691043.post-7638773236001058447</id><published>2009-03-14T11:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:46:35.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lambs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SbwA02rAn5I/AAAAAAAADXo/Wuh5XtNMCA4/s1600-h/DSCN1321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SbwA02rAn5I/AAAAAAAADXo/Wuh5XtNMCA4/s320/DSCN1321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313122568419450770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;B's first interaction with a lamb. He LOVES them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SbwAoioGHWI/AAAAAAAADXg/Vs_8wpVjkXU/s1600-h/DSCN1318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SbwAoioGHWI/AAAAAAAADXg/Vs_8wpVjkXU/s320/DSCN1318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313122356880088418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SbwAZ1OW1CI/AAAAAAAADXY/g8Bd6nmxtNE/s1600-h/DSCN1317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SbwAZ1OW1CI/AAAAAAAADXY/g8Bd6nmxtNE/s320/DSCN1317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313122104174367778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SbwADzcpB1I/AAAAAAAADXQ/OvouiKMjAtE/s1600-h/DSCN1316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SbwADzcpB1I/AAAAAAAADXQ/OvouiKMjAtE/s320/DSCN1316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313121725740287826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/719772350832691043-7638773236001058447?l=benandanjuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7638773236001058447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=719772350832691043&amp;postID=7638773236001058447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/7638773236001058447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/719772350832691043/posts/default/7638773236001058447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandanjuli.blogspot.com/2009/03/lambs.html' title='Lambs'/><author><name>Anjuli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06119974543717070490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SrRp2ysPgHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/k_HwOTVsVgQ/S220/DSCN1252.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1x4kxYCGgpA/SbwA02rAn5I/AAAAAAAADXo/Wuh5XtNMCA4/s72-c/DSCN1321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
