<?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-6041433303989114143</id><updated>2012-02-11T01:07:42.606-06:00</updated><category term='cloth diapers'/><category term='Olde English Bulldog'/><category term='purses'/><category term='quilt'/><category term='Huntington Beach'/><category term='books'/><category term='vintage'/><category term='La Brea tar pits'/><category term='Marshall'/><category term='art'/><category term='Oliver'/><category term='crafty stuff'/><category term='decorating'/><category term='preschool'/><category term='Carver'/><category term='fabric'/><category term='baking'/><category term='family'/><category term='family fun'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='work'/><category term='bathtime'/><category term='quilting'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Ben'/><category term='retro'/><category term='Blue Earth'/><category term='photography'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Miles'/><category term='prayers'/><category term='James'/><category term='roadtrip'/><category term='haircut'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='toys'/><category term='life'/><category term='Dinseyland'/><category term='scrapbooking'/><category term='food'/><category term='Aquarium of the Pacific'/><category term='cute goodies'/><category term='house'/><category term='etsy shop'/><category term='Liz'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='potty training'/><category term='fun'/><category term='park'/><title type='text'>Two Peas and a Mom</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>174</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-9186201161148825980</id><published>2011-03-13T20:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T21:11:35.130-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liz'/><title type='text'>Desert Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took off in search of warmer weather, and Arizona was perfect!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ben's parents are snowbirds, and surrounded by mountains, so we did some hiking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J03lc4fkv7Q/TX11hGi_ooI/AAAAAAAABzQ/dLVBYaBGK0E/s1600/271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583748324562805378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J03lc4fkv7Q/TX11hGi_ooI/AAAAAAAABzQ/dLVBYaBGK0E/s400/271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And had a little fun with the cacti!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NYNmsAmg9C0/TX11gfy8bzI/AAAAAAAABzI/LhiWkI4F4fI/s1600/411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583748314160721714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NYNmsAmg9C0/TX11gfy8bzI/AAAAAAAABzI/LhiWkI4F4fI/s400/411.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made Ben a little nervous.  He kept telling me to get down, he afraid of heights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ourU6qOKpM/TX11f-YQHgI/AAAAAAAABzA/Na8mm2YYZwg/s1600/440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583748305190395394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ourU6qOKpM/TX11f-YQHgI/AAAAAAAABzA/Na8mm2YYZwg/s400/440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Saguaro&lt;/span&gt; was quite a character!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kQ_X2vMahQk/TX10Hn8ltBI/AAAAAAAABy4/ykewevDOvEA/s1600/460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583746787340301330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kQ_X2vMahQk/TX10Hn8ltBI/AAAAAAAABy4/ykewevDOvEA/s400/460.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our last day, we took the boys hiking, or "mountain climbing" as they called it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ImXuyAouH5s/TX10HRPWUaI/AAAAAAAAByw/aqLSftjKNT4/s1600/474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583746781244969378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ImXuyAouH5s/TX10HRPWUaI/AAAAAAAAByw/aqLSftjKNT4/s400/474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were pretty &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;impressed on&lt;/span&gt; how well they did.  They went a lot further than we thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k3wX4BL9AWs/TX10GzSw3AI/AAAAAAAAByo/kMhuVpCRY3U/s1600/484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583746773206227970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k3wX4BL9AWs/TX10GzSw3AI/AAAAAAAAByo/kMhuVpCRY3U/s400/484.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles taking a look around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nAs477SHc-g/TX1yyCqpQGI/AAAAAAAAByg/-ocz0sGpEpc/s1600/382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583745317044043874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nAs477SHc-g/TX1yyCqpQGI/AAAAAAAAByg/-ocz0sGpEpc/s400/382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me with the Superstition Mountains in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d0k7xl2gVHA/TX1yxlnObTI/AAAAAAAAByY/LB-VkCIVJek/s1600/264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583745309245074738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d0k7xl2gVHA/TX1yxlnObTI/AAAAAAAAByY/LB-VkCIVJek/s400/264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Awwww&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0aloOWlDPBI/TX1yxXJ2myI/AAAAAAAAByQ/oBL82WdozJc/s1600/256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583745305363782434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0aloOWlDPBI/TX1yxXJ2myI/AAAAAAAAByQ/oBL82WdozJc/s400/256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our wonderful guide, Bob (Ben's dad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uDE49JGgpKo/TX1xa_B1BDI/AAAAAAAAByI/CZFvjis296s/s1600/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583743821418923058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uDE49JGgpKo/TX1xa_B1BDI/AAAAAAAAByI/CZFvjis296s/s400/133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles REALLY close to the edge of a cliff, Ben would have had a heart attack if he hadn't been back in the car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8qzXrAoqY9M/TX1xamOp73I/AAAAAAAAByA/yEIMaBaS3p4/s1600/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583743814761836402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8qzXrAoqY9M/TX1xamOp73I/AAAAAAAAByA/yEIMaBaS3p4/s400/085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crazy Miles and Crabby James.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got a kick out of the Phoenix weather reports telling us a cool down was coming (a high of 74!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More to come!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-9186201161148825980?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/9186201161148825980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2011/03/desert-fun.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/9186201161148825980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/9186201161148825980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2011/03/desert-fun.html' title='Desert Fun'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J03lc4fkv7Q/TX11hGi_ooI/AAAAAAAABzQ/dLVBYaBGK0E/s72-c/271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-4614942123054606219</id><published>2011-02-27T13:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T13:47:10.671-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Time for a Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gq8swDKLLJ0/TWqpfu_-u_I/AAAAAAAABx4/6e0wMK2LRSI/s1600/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578457451109202930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gq8swDKLLJ0/TWqpfu_-u_I/AAAAAAAABx4/6e0wMK2LRSI/s400/086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We're tired of the cold and snow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hxu-GYXWnpE/TWqpfRek8rI/AAAAAAAABxw/oYKeBLr3tfs/s1600/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578457443184472754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hxu-GYXWnpE/TWqpfRek8rI/AAAAAAAABxw/oYKeBLr3tfs/s400/093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's making us all a little crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-73HSSYKMBso/TWqotk_eWrI/AAAAAAAABxo/C6z4F9sZYFk/s1600/214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578456589429267122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-73HSSYKMBso/TWqotk_eWrI/AAAAAAAABxo/C6z4F9sZYFk/s400/214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So we're off to find some warmth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gkfREXBF0ac/TWqotSJwmVI/AAAAAAAABxg/iiIu5ugFNNg/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578456584372132178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gkfREXBF0ac/TWqotSJwmVI/AAAAAAAABxg/iiIu5ugFNNg/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and sunshine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of changes, again!  Itching for spring, and just a wee bit worried about the thaw (praying it's a slow one).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of new posts soon!!&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/6041433303989114143-4614942123054606219?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/4614942123054606219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2011/02/time-for-change.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4614942123054606219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4614942123054606219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2011/02/time-for-change.html' title='Time for a Change'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gq8swDKLLJ0/TWqpfu_-u_I/AAAAAAAABx4/6e0wMK2LRSI/s72-c/086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-1392403270310568602</id><published>2011-01-03T20:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T21:24:13.670-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liz'/><title type='text'>A Relaxing Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Usually the holidays are are too busy.  We're rushed, running around from celebration to celebration.  This year was so relaxing!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TSKPtg-zIrI/AAAAAAAABxM/V9gx989qlKE/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558162902238831282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TSKPtg-zIrI/AAAAAAAABxM/V9gx989qlKE/s400/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It helped that we spread the family get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;togethers&lt;/span&gt; out throughout the month.  Lists were made, shopping started before Thanksgiving.  It just felt sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TSKPREJ6KTI/AAAAAAAABxE/8pGNydLBQn4/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558162413464463666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TSKPREJ6KTI/AAAAAAAABxE/8pGNydLBQn4/s400/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We even managed pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TSKPQqq8gKI/AAAAAAAABw8/WP9TQblZm6o/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558162406623707298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TSKPQqq8gKI/AAAAAAAABw8/WP9TQblZm6o/s400/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The it was a great family holiday, family month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come to think of it, why should any other month be different?  I'm not saying the whole gift thing, more the relaxing family weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TSKOIV1jWuI/AAAAAAAABw0/4RTUlLYNAt0/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558161164080470754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TSKOIV1jWuI/AAAAAAAABw0/4RTUlLYNAt0/s400/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good food, games, playing.  What were we doing before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TSKOINw8a4I/AAAAAAAABws/_Hy8F_50UEA/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558161161913658242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TSKOINw8a4I/AAAAAAAABws/_Hy8F_50UEA/s400/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's to 2011, I'm calling it a year of family firsts.  We have a lot we want to do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a fabulous year!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-1392403270310568602?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/1392403270310568602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2011/01/relaxing-holiday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1392403270310568602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1392403270310568602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2011/01/relaxing-holiday.html' title='A Relaxing Holiday'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TSKPtg-zIrI/AAAAAAAABxM/V9gx989qlKE/s72-c/055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-2153353592187952901</id><published>2010-12-18T08:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T08:38:08.445-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><title type='text'>Holiday Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe I've never made a Gingerbread house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;James made one at preschool yesterday.  They used a milk carton underneath to shape it.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQzFR-wPRoI/AAAAAAAABwg/X3m1FQhAW8g/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552029353334752898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQzFR-wPRoI/AAAAAAAABwg/X3m1FQhAW8g/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since he's such a huge candy lover, he would stop talking about eating it.  He shared with his brother, they got to pick off 2 candies after supper.  We'll &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; have to try this at home next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQzEtIX7vZI/AAAAAAAABwY/BPrcYJqI3gM/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552028720262004114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQzEtIX7vZI/AAAAAAAABwY/BPrcYJqI3gM/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And last weekend, when we were supposed to be celebrating Christmas in St. Cloud with the Ben's family, we got snowed in at home.  Quite the blizzard here.  Miles, our snow lover, lasted 10 minutes before the wind got to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQzEs0ud8WI/AAAAAAAABwQ/shZ8MPuhjAI/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552028714987811170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQzEs0ud8WI/AAAAAAAABwQ/shZ8MPuhjAI/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben's parents made it up just in time, so we had a little Christmas with them.  It was kind of fun getting snowed in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another little Christmas with just us four this weekend, and then off to my parents next weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;spreading&lt;/span&gt; out the holiday!&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/6041433303989114143-2153353592187952901?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/2153353592187952901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/12/holiday-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2153353592187952901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2153353592187952901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/12/holiday-fun.html' title='Holiday Fun!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQzFR-wPRoI/AAAAAAAABwg/X3m1FQhAW8g/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-3037571441239488369</id><published>2010-12-08T21:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T21:34:15.785-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liz'/><title type='text'>Macy's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Thanksgiving we went to Macy's to see, A Day In The Life Of An Elf, and of course, Santa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQBLLZR4iJI/AAAAAAAABwI/3uQKBt1fVz8/s1600/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548517400056989842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQBLLZR4iJI/AAAAAAAABwI/3uQKBt1fVz8/s400/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The guys were in awe.  Miles rushed through, pointing at EVERYTHING.  He was in a rush to see Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQBLKaPBHkI/AAAAAAAABwA/SjR3QxUuCCo/s1600/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548517383133535810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQBLKaPBHkI/AAAAAAAABwA/SjR3QxUuCCo/s400/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;James was was amazed!  There were a couple elves nearby and he was REALLY nervous to let go of my hand for this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQBLKBoo4wI/AAAAAAAABv4/RhB5uuyIumw/s1600/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548517376530113282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQBLKBoo4wI/AAAAAAAABv4/RhB5uuyIumw/s400/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQBJ9CDUBBI/AAAAAAAABvw/cV99Zrags9c/s1600/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548516053792064530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQBJ9CDUBBI/AAAAAAAABvw/cV99Zrags9c/s400/078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles decided to draw Santa a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQBJ8onHgNI/AAAAAAAABvo/5MBBMnDDDlY/s1600/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548516046962917586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQBJ8onHgNI/AAAAAAAABvo/5MBBMnDDDlY/s400/076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;James was stressed trying to sign his name on his letter to Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQBJF8hx-VI/AAAAAAAABvg/h1wgmzbGYWY/s1600/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548515107416439122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQBJF8hx-VI/AAAAAAAABvg/h1wgmzbGYWY/s400/079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These doors and the many escalator rides were a HUGE highlight of downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQBJFV_h0vI/AAAAAAAABvY/GIoPgqvoOc0/s1600/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548515097072227058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQBJFV_h0vI/AAAAAAAABvY/GIoPgqvoOc0/s400/082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-3037571441239488369?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/3037571441239488369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/12/macys.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/3037571441239488369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/3037571441239488369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/12/macys.html' title='Macy&apos;s'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TQBLLZR4iJI/AAAAAAAABwI/3uQKBt1fVz8/s72-c/057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-965985289676130392</id><published>2010-12-05T17:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T17:33:00.808-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><title type='text'>Sledding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;No more excuses!  We have a new computer at home and i&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;nternet&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I WILL post &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;regularly&lt;/span&gt; again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TPwfpgdN0uI/AAAAAAAABvQ/aDea2q8QUA4/s1600/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547343638961181410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TPwfpgdN0uI/AAAAAAAABvQ/aDea2q8QUA4/s400/096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went out sledding for the first time this year.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; need new sleds, or at least one to fit an adult and child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TPwfpGSrg_I/AAAAAAAABvI/8VWwJtBdDTI/s1600/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547343631937668082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TPwfpGSrg_I/AAAAAAAABvI/8VWwJtBdDTI/s400/093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles had to walk up the hill himself this year, so he only went down a handful of times.  Apparently it's a lot of work to climb the hill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TPwfo9pxqhI/AAAAAAAABvA/ftptvB9jffQ/s1600/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547343629618620946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TPwfo9pxqhI/AAAAAAAABvA/ftptvB9jffQ/s400/086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They also had a great time playing on the playground equipment.  There was a thick coating of ice on the slides, so they flew down fast and landed in puffs of powdery snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;, they both have low grade temps tonight, Miles has a headache, otherwise to other symptoms.  Blah!  They have a week to get better, then we're off to celebrate Christmas with Ben's family!&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/6041433303989114143-965985289676130392?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/965985289676130392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/12/sledding.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/965985289676130392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/965985289676130392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/12/sledding.html' title='Sledding'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TPwfpgdN0uI/AAAAAAAABvQ/aDea2q8QUA4/s72-c/096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-1213796766198630730</id><published>2010-11-02T20:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T20:50:03.933-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy shop'/><title type='text'>Finding Retro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love finding cool retro/vintage goodies at thrift stores and garage sales.  But you can only have so much in your house before it starts looking cluttered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I decided to start my own &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/FindingRetro"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt; shop&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Introducing &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/FindingRetro"&gt;Finding Retro&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TNC9BXZjcXI/AAAAAAAABu4/k7iX31_z3ck/s1600/IMG_0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535131773197054322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TNC9BXZjcXI/AAAAAAAABu4/k7iX31_z3ck/s400/IMG_0512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had been peeking around the vintage sections of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt; and I can find similar items for cheaper prices.  I love shopping and finding these items and if I can make a few bucks while having fun, then GREAT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I only have a few items listed as of today, but will be adding more throughout the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TNC9BNUtZzI/AAAAAAAABuw/LepNW-G6aXA/s1600/IMG_0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535131770492380978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TNC9BNUtZzI/AAAAAAAABuw/LepNW-G6aXA/s400/IMG_0641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will have housewares, home decor, jewelry, linens, fabric, anything that catches my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TNC8xD-9deI/AAAAAAAABuo/IdVc5liyCCM/s1600/IMG_0608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535131493107332578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TNC8xD-9deI/AAAAAAAABuo/IdVc5liyCCM/s400/IMG_0608.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even if you aren't interested in buying, stop by the shop from time to time and take a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;walk&lt;/span&gt; down memory lane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or get a new idea for you old item!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TNC8whEDLBI/AAAAAAAABug/_-WS0zFF1Dg/s1600/IMG_0633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535131483733437458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TNC8whEDLBI/AAAAAAAABug/_-WS0zFF1Dg/s400/IMG_0633.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's it, that's the big surprise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll occasionally post new items on the blog when there's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; I think you need to see!&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/6041433303989114143-1213796766198630730?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/1213796766198630730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/11/finding-retro.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1213796766198630730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1213796766198630730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/11/finding-retro.html' title='Finding Retro'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TNC9BXZjcXI/AAAAAAAABu4/k7iX31_z3ck/s72-c/IMG_0512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-2690144013388722209</id><published>2010-11-02T13:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T13:16:26.308-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liz'/><title type='text'>My Super Heroes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles has a great imagination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A while back he created a super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hero&lt;/span&gt; alter-ego, Super Volcano Boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(He watched a National Geographic show on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;volcanoes&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He has hot lava (or "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;laba&lt;/span&gt;" as he says it), fire, and sting powers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For a while it was a secret we couldn't tell anyone about.  But he decided to let the cat out of the bag for Halloween.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TNBTCnugc1I/AAAAAAAABuY/kRJltpNTsPM/s1600/IMG_0820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535015246527230802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TNBTCnugc1I/AAAAAAAABuY/kRJltpNTsPM/s400/IMG_0820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I used my Red Riding hood cape from last year.  Took off the hood, made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; alterations, added the "V", and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;WALLA&lt;/span&gt;, a super hero cape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TNBS6Jimz7I/AAAAAAAABuQ/B_dLAvXcVro/s1600/IMG_0826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535015100985298866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TNBS6Jimz7I/AAAAAAAABuQ/B_dLAvXcVro/s400/IMG_0826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles was made sure to let me know what colors volcanoes are.  He was pretty excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TNBSxZrs41I/AAAAAAAABuI/wZiYAHdhsUs/s1600/IMG_0831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535014950699590482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TNBSxZrs41I/AAAAAAAABuI/wZiYAHdhsUs/s400/IMG_0831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; James loves Superman, but we decided to make him his own super hero identity as well.  He likes Superman's ability to blow cold air and freeze the bad guys, so we went with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Introducing, Super Cool Boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TNBSh5A2bbI/AAAAAAAABuA/Ai3wotJ9o2Y/s1600/IMG_0828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535014684231888306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TNBSh5A2bbI/AAAAAAAABuA/Ai3wotJ9o2Y/s400/IMG_0828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They look a little Super Goofy and Confused in this photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TNBR-ux8_mI/AAAAAAAABt4/FRXCRRRE53s/s1600/IMG_0803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535014080189628002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TNBR-ux8_mI/AAAAAAAABt4/FRXCRRRE53s/s400/IMG_0803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben and I went out Saturday.  Lots of fun.  I had a little trouble fitting through doorways with my giant wings though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Due to a technical glitch I didn't post my little secret yesterday.  I didn't forget!  Check back this evening, and I'll finally be out with it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-2690144013388722209?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/2690144013388722209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-super-heroes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2690144013388722209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2690144013388722209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-super-heroes.html' title='My Super Heroes'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TNBTCnugc1I/AAAAAAAABuY/kRJltpNTsPM/s72-c/IMG_0820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-4564664156615674624</id><published>2010-10-27T16:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T16:34:26.356-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Funny Little People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The little people in my life have been extra funny lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;James is obsessed with wearing, "man shirts."  Those would be button down shirts in case you didn't know.  We restrict him from wearing "man shirts" every day; preschool is a little messy.  And if he's wearing a "man shirt," he would like me not to call him James, insists I call him a MAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These pictures speak for themselves...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TMiYaBQXkwI/AAAAAAAABtw/0D_yXGMfiCg/s1600/IMG_0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532839715005764354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TMiYaBQXkwI/AAAAAAAABtw/0D_yXGMfiCg/s400/IMG_0458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(that's a walnut)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TMiYPu1yYoI/AAAAAAAABto/NlEN00tOKdU/s1600/IMG_0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532839538263745154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TMiYPu1yYoI/AAAAAAAABto/NlEN00tOKdU/s400/IMG_0459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TMiX-T6-MWI/AAAAAAAABtg/m6B4Q92QaqA/s1600/IMG_0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532839238979957090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TMiX-T6-MWI/AAAAAAAABtg/m6B4Q92QaqA/s400/IMG_0461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles told James that he can swim underwater.  James, "oh wow, how do you do that?" Miles, "well, I go in the water and try to swim, but I always sink to the bottom. So I swim under water."  James, "oh..."  And this is true, Miles is in swim lessons, and loves it, but the kid is solid and heavy and has to work extra hard to keep his head up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm planning to FINALLY come out with my new little endeavor on November 1!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Eeeee&lt;/span&gt;!!!  So excited!  Til then mum's the word!&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/6041433303989114143-4564664156615674624?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/4564664156615674624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/10/funny-little-people.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4564664156615674624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4564664156615674624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/10/funny-little-people.html' title='Funny Little People'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TMiYaBQXkwI/AAAAAAAABtw/0D_yXGMfiCg/s72-c/IMG_0458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-5054936187811575804</id><published>2010-10-19T13:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T13:47:36.227-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preschool'/><title type='text'>One Very Proud Mama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles wrote this during free time today at preschool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See if you can figure out what it says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll write the interpretation at the end of this posting.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TL3mapXJZzI/AAAAAAAABtY/zzEvs7R0L90/s1600/IMG_20101018_173052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529829262934763314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TL3mapXJZzI/AAAAAAAABtY/zzEvs7R0L90/s400/IMG_20101018_173052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm pretty proud of him.  I had a major; I have an exceptionally smart kid; moment when he brought it home yesterday.  He's started reading too.  All ready for kindergarten next year.  He says he plans to help the teachers teach the other kids how to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TL3maHAenEI/AAAAAAAABtQ/KHQrLiXDP4s/s1600/Miles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529829253712878658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TL3maHAenEI/AAAAAAAABtQ/KHQrLiXDP4s/s400/Miles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Translation (as if you really need it) - Who's my best friend at my other preschool? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See?!  Pretty great for preschool!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-5054936187811575804?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/5054936187811575804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-very-proud-mama.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5054936187811575804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5054936187811575804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-very-proud-mama.html' title='One Very Proud Mama'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TL3mapXJZzI/AAAAAAAABtY/zzEvs7R0L90/s72-c/IMG_20101018_173052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-7953627763603612348</id><published>2010-10-08T16:36:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:42:45.821-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Super Model</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can honestly say, I had no hand in the posing of these photos.&lt;br /&gt;They're ALL James.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just sat down and snapped the pictures.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TK-TAhcdK8I/AAAAAAAABtI/KuHiBcVk-Mk/s1600/IMG_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525796904993893314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TK-TAhcdK8I/AAAAAAAABtI/KuHiBcVk-Mk/s400/IMG_0125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's cute. But this kid swings like a door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And is by far the most stubborn person I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's genetic, I'm stubborn and bull-headed as well. But he beats me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; typical 3 year old stuff. He absolutely does not want to do anything we ask him to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reverse psychology works on some occasions, and is actually a lot of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Other times, he's just plain crabby, won't talk, just whines, screams, kicks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...yep, good times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TK-TADzGAOI/AAAAAAAABtA/FXX9hkmIez4/s1600/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525796897035780322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TK-TADzGAOI/AAAAAAAABtA/FXX9hkmIez4/s400/IMG_0113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've tried the Love and Logic approach. Not getting upset, putting him in his room for time out, with the door shut usually. But he will scream for HOURS. At some point we need to move on with our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TK-SFWcPqOI/AAAAAAAABs4/AjfkQycEJk4/s1600/IMG_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525795888427935970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TK-SFWcPqOI/AAAAAAAABs4/AjfkQycEJk4/s400/IMG_0112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I didn't mention the back talk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He mimics while we're talking, or will yell our words back at us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uh-huh. I've reverted to soap in the mouth. He's not a fan of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TK-SE6HtiaI/AAAAAAAABsw/4AI8tjZzbRw/s1600/IMG_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525795880825620898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TK-SE6HtiaI/AAAAAAAABsw/4AI8tjZzbRw/s400/IMG_0121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's gotten in trouble at daycare/preschool for talking back and not listening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And recently gave his Grandma a hard time when visiting for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TK-RCL0h9rI/AAAAAAAABso/e7oiy7W-plM/s1600/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525794734525773490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TK-RCL0h9rI/AAAAAAAABso/e7oiy7W-plM/s400/IMG_0110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, I've tried time out, Love and Logic (works great on miles), even spanked him under more extreme circumstances (not a favorite).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Any advice??? I'm open for opinions!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have noticed a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;difference&lt;/span&gt; since I've been making time to give him a couple hours of 1-on-1 time each week. We've had some wonderful days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TK-RB_vu3qI/AAAAAAAABsg/f6A9zDiB7Qs/s1600/IMG_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525794731284422306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TK-RB_vu3qI/AAAAAAAABsg/f6A9zDiB7Qs/s400/IMG_0109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This kid can be tough, but he's also pretty awesome. I respect his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;stubbornness&lt;/span&gt;, to a degree. It's important to have an opinion and strong feelings, but really?! Why is it a surprise EVERY morning that you have to get dressed?!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-7953627763603612348?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/7953627763603612348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/10/super-model.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/7953627763603612348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/7953627763603612348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/10/super-model.html' title='Super Model'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TK-TAhcdK8I/AAAAAAAABtI/KuHiBcVk-Mk/s72-c/IMG_0125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-6856971492357769267</id><published>2010-10-05T19:51:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T20:39:21.639-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liz'/><title type='text'>Where've ya been??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TKvKmX1jkrI/AAAAAAAABsY/5S8zZ6Xl9X4/s1600/IMG_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524732128482529970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TKvKmX1jkrI/AAAAAAAABsY/5S8zZ6Xl9X4/s400/IMG_0204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So much has &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; since February.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My camera had broken and it was going to cost more than its' worth to fix. And prior to that our laptop had hit the dust, so I was using my work laptop to continue blogging when I had time at home. My job at the time was sucking the life out of me. Seriously. I was working almost 50 hours/week, and it was stressful work. I was loosing weight (not the right way), having a ton of stomach pain, sleeping whenever I could and not eating. Ended up with ulcers. We decided my job was not worth the stress and strain on my health. I interviewed and was offered a position at the clinic in town with the OB/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;GYN&lt;/span&gt;. I had to take a huge &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pay cut&lt;/span&gt;, but my health and sanity were well worth it. I was so excited to get back to OB! Lovely clinic hours, plus I have Monday mornings and Friday afternoons off, very nice. Of course I then had no computer at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our other &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stressor&lt;/span&gt; at the time was selling our house back in Blue Earth. We had been trying to sell it for almost 2 years, and were living and paying rent in another town. Things had a wonderful way of working out, because within 2 weeks of my new job we got an offer on our house! And have sold it!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WAHOO&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TKvKP0kd7xI/AAAAAAAABsQ/10LoeUF4QKA/s1600/IMG_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524731741058494226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TKvKP0kd7xI/AAAAAAAABsQ/10LoeUF4QKA/s400/IMG_0153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So since then, I've been enjoying my family, friends, health, and my new job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time certainly doesn't stand still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles turned 5 in August. We decided to wait 1 more year until kindergarten. But he's already started reading Bob Books, and loves math. He thought he was pretty hot stuff when he realized 1 plus any number equals the next number. He is a very sweet and helpful boy. And getting tall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TKvJ-bz0j-I/AAAAAAAABsI/gzEZ_1jTaUk/s1600/IMG_0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524731442354229218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TKvJ-bz0j-I/AAAAAAAABsI/gzEZ_1jTaUk/s400/IMG_0159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; James turned 3 in March, and I'm telling you, age 2 has nothing on 3! This kid has inherited his mother's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stubbornness&lt;/span&gt; on top of it. Don't get me wrong, he is VERY charming. Quite a ladies man. Really, he was hitting on teenage girls at the pool this summer. But we have had quite the battles lately. More on that at another time. I'm sure I'll be asking for advice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ben and I have had some wonderful weekends away. I am blessed to have a husband that likes to shop. We've been working on the yard and house. And he is very supportive in my newest &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;endeavor&lt;/span&gt;, to be announced in a month. So excited. I am REALLY bad at keeping secrets, so if I can manage not to spill the beans early I think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;there will&lt;/span&gt; be a lot of amazed people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHOA! I can't believe I almost forgot to tell you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got a new camera!! A beautiful Canon Rebel T1i, with a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tamron&lt;/span&gt; lens. I'm still learning about it, and need to learn more on editing. But it is really, well, it makes me tear up with happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-6856971492357769267?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/6856971492357769267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/10/whereve-ya-been.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6856971492357769267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6856971492357769267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/10/whereve-ya-been.html' title='Where&apos;ve ya been??'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TKvKmX1jkrI/AAAAAAAABsY/5S8zZ6Xl9X4/s72-c/IMG_0204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-646318794709684123</id><published>2010-10-04T18:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T18:51:58.254-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>I'm Baaack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TKpoZWr9AqI/AAAAAAAABrg/FDpFU-FZD2w/s1600/IMG_0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524342677719286434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TKpoZWr9AqI/AAAAAAAABrg/FDpFU-FZD2w/s400/IMG_0236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been a while! But I'm back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have tons of photos, lots of news and &lt;strong&gt;a new little adventure&lt;/strong&gt;! So stay tuned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For today I'll keep it short and sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be updating the blog in the coming week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO EXCITED!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-646318794709684123?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/646318794709684123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-baaack.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/646318794709684123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/646318794709684123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-baaack.html' title='I&apos;m Baaack!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/TKpoZWr9AqI/AAAAAAAABrg/FDpFU-FZD2w/s72-c/IMG_0236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-6183402547418657455</id><published>2010-01-31T13:47:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:10:17.431-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purses'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Valentine's Day is just around the corner and my year of no purse buying is coming to a close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been a sick, sick, obsession, but I've proven this past year I can &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;abstain&lt;/span&gt;! That means I'm not a TRUE addict right??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to admit I've had a ton of purse envy this past year. Even tortured myself by attending a purse party. Yep, almost cried. Seriously. It was pathetic. But in 2 weeks it's all over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I've just been peeking around on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;etsy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These cuties from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/christystudio"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; Studio&lt;/a&gt; were whispering to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 430px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 573px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://ny-image2.etsy.com//il_430xN.114319126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ny-image0.etsy.com//il_430xN.119979800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 430px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 644px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://ny-image0.etsy.com//il_430xN.119979800.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm pretty sure this one from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/artoncrafts"&gt;Art on Crafts&lt;/a&gt; is smiling at me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You see it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;right???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 430px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 407px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://ny-image1.etsy.com//il_430xN.114997257.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ny-image3.etsy.com//il_430xN.119731143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 430px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 410px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://ny-image3.etsy.com//il_430xN.119731143.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd be a little scared if I were my husband!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-6183402547418657455?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/6183402547418657455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/01/valentines-day-is-just-around-corner.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6183402547418657455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6183402547418657455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/01/valentines-day-is-just-around-corner.html' title=''/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-8632740531994422233</id><published>2010-01-30T10:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T10:24:05.611-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>*sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, my camera is broken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I turned it on last weekend, and my lens came out then stuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now is makes a sickly sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yea, there's also a little death rattle when I tip is back a forth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one has admitted to dropping it or treating it badly, so it sits on my dresser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be saving for a new one, but for now I can still post cute little lovelies I find!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These wooden toys and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;teethers&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/littlealouette"&gt;little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alouette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; are ADORABLE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ny-image0.etsy.com//il_430xN.112825468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 430px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://ny-image0.etsy.com//il_430xN.112825468.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ny-image1.etsy.com//il_430xN.115980925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 430px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://ny-image1.etsy.com//il_430xN.115980925.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://ny-image3.etsy.com//il_fullxfull.116259043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ny-image3.etsy.com//il_fullxfull.119756307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 485px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://ny-image3.etsy.com//il_fullxfull.119756307.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What I'd tell ya??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-8632740531994422233?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/8632740531994422233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/01/sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8632740531994422233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8632740531994422233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/01/sigh.html' title='*sigh'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-1302781236709381294</id><published>2010-01-17T20:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:22:29.431-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>Wood Hedge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S1PFF0J4zDI/AAAAAAAABqg/j0W90rz9-Yg/s1600-h/IMG_0944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427898679601712178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S1PFF0J4zDI/AAAAAAAABqg/j0W90rz9-Yg/s400/IMG_0944.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S1PFFnIWchI/AAAAAAAABqY/S5Tmwt2ycmk/s1600-h/IMG_0943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427898676105605650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S1PFFnIWchI/AAAAAAAABqY/S5Tmwt2ycmk/s400/IMG_0943.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S1PFFNXS9xI/AAAAAAAABqQ/v7ryp__KLCE/s1600-h/IMG_0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427898669188970258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S1PFFNXS9xI/AAAAAAAABqQ/v7ryp__KLCE/s400/IMG_0942.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427898663783187282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S1PFE5OdQ1I/AAAAAAAABqI/NeFH6DtbE0A/s400/IMG_0941.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S1PFEDXbayI/AAAAAAAABqA/7ZRv4x0a0OM/s1600-h/IMG_0940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427898649325300514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S1PFEDXbayI/AAAAAAAABqA/7ZRv4x0a0OM/s400/IMG_0940.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Little eerie isn't it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-1302781236709381294?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/1302781236709381294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/01/wood-hedge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1302781236709381294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1302781236709381294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/01/wood-hedge.html' title='Wood Hedge'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S1PFF0J4zDI/AAAAAAAABqg/j0W90rz9-Yg/s72-c/IMG_0944.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-8131849140577811536</id><published>2010-01-10T16:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T16:56:59.878-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Village People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're hosting tryouts for a new Village People Band.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S0paxBcIJdI/AAAAAAAABp4/Yjo296BKtmM/s1600-h/IMG_0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425248499367683538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S0paxBcIJdI/AAAAAAAABp4/Yjo296BKtmM/s400/IMG_0893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/6041433303989114143-8131849140577811536?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/8131849140577811536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/01/village-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8131849140577811536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8131849140577811536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/01/village-people.html' title='Village People'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S0paxBcIJdI/AAAAAAAABp4/Yjo296BKtmM/s72-c/IMG_0893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-152577427475619607</id><published>2010-01-06T18:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T18:51:25.899-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marshall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are in the middle of a blizzard. More snow!! It has been so unbelievably cold here in MN, -25 air temperature last Saturday, the boys have been stuck in the house until tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S0Ut5c1YgwI/AAAAAAAABpw/NVtljVbxxxs/s1600-h/IMG_0898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423791791253521154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S0Ut5c1YgwI/AAAAAAAABpw/NVtljVbxxxs/s400/IMG_0898.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S0Ut4-JNi6I/AAAAAAAABpo/Uv3tEcOHNbk/s1600-h/IMG_0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423791783015189410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S0Ut4-JNi6I/AAAAAAAABpo/Uv3tEcOHNbk/s400/IMG_0897.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles got to work shoveling off the deck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S0Ut4re8p7I/AAAAAAAABpg/TNPfgtltQlo/s1600-h/IMG_0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423791778006083506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S0Ut4re8p7I/AAAAAAAABpg/TNPfgtltQlo/s400/IMG_0896.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And James ate some bird seed. (he also attempted to climb a massive pile of snow a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S0Ut4P6C0GI/AAAAAAAABpY/hIBPp6ausw8/s1600-h/IMG_0895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423791770603540578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S0Ut4P6C0GI/AAAAAAAABpY/hIBPp6ausw8/s400/IMG_0895.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After hanging out in the house for 3 days, we've all managed to catch a cold. Miles &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; has a stuffy nose at night (I swear that kids immune system has super powers!), James has his ever persistent runny nose and cough, while Ben and I have sore throats and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stuffy&lt;/span&gt; noses. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tis&lt;/span&gt;' the season I guess. Great day to be home sick though!&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/6041433303989114143-152577427475619607?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/152577427475619607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/152577427475619607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/152577427475619607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow.html' title='Snow!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/S0Ut5c1YgwI/AAAAAAAABpw/NVtljVbxxxs/s72-c/IMG_0898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-4930850396851455164</id><published>2009-12-29T18:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:01:28.866-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>A Whole Lotta Christmas Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles set up this little tree in his room.  He did a lot of other rearranging to prepare for Santa as well!  AND he decorated his tree...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SzqioBXbVaI/AAAAAAAABpQ/zfs6bccvo5Q/s1600-h/IMG_0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420823909938976162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SzqioBXbVaI/AAAAAAAABpQ/zfs6bccvo5Q/s400/IMG_0788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...all by himself! Very proud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Szqinyn6m-I/AAAAAAAABpI/jVpYhdJR1Eg/s1600-h/IMG_0843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420823905981602786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Szqinyn6m-I/AAAAAAAABpI/jVpYhdJR1Eg/s400/IMG_0843.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; James and Grandma Mary.  His baby, which he has named "Grandpa Paul baby," and Miles' guitar, which James has taken over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SzqinoJsHPI/AAAAAAAABpA/qeZ5P5vwtqU/s1600-h/IMG_0849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420823903170469106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SzqinoJsHPI/AAAAAAAABpA/qeZ5P5vwtqU/s400/IMG_0849.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles got these great blocks.  He loves them, builds garages for his police trucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SzqinMUyn9I/AAAAAAAABo4/VJwJcM5h-Iw/s1600-h/IMG_0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420823895700840402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SzqinMUyn9I/AAAAAAAABo4/VJwJcM5h-Iw/s400/IMG_0859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got an amazing amount of snow over Christmas!  The heavy wet stuff.  So James and I made a snowman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Szqim-dFQ7I/AAAAAAAABow/IeaBYD7CTXY/s1600-h/IMG_0862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420823891977520050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Szqim-dFQ7I/AAAAAAAABow/IeaBYD7CTXY/s400/IMG_0862.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; the snow was a little too wet and he fell over.  So he became a little shorter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420822523648648050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SzqhXVCDo3I/AAAAAAAABoI/zd3A2OFAA34/s400/IMG_0879.JPG" /&gt;Miles made some reindeer food in preschool, so he sprinkled it out back so they would know to stop here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420822535156589442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SzqhX_5w44I/AAAAAAAABoQ/8b6txXoq2cI/s400/IMG_0881.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Milk and cookies for Santa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A carrot for the reindeer (there was food outside so one would do).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And some truffles for Mrs. Claus!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420822538070237298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SzqhYKwboHI/AAAAAAAABoY/KUNK62RyUDs/s400/IMG_0884.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Santa arrived!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I informed the boys Santa wouldn't come until they were REALLY asleep.  Miles decided he didn't want a bath, he just wanted to go to sleep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning he forgot all about Santa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He came into our room to snuggle with his mama until I said, "Merry Christmas Miles."  Then snuggling was over and he went down to see his presents.  All was quiet until he got to the bottom of the stairs and peaked in the living room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"WOW!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And back up the stairs he ran to wake his brother!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420822546948783106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SzqhYr1PfAI/AAAAAAAABog/GdFvyBGlY7w/s400/IMG_0885.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think James was a little disappointed Santa ate all the cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SzqgsXzrvsI/AAAAAAAABoA/hhenbindKms/s1600-h/IMG_0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420821785659293378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SzqgsXzrvsI/AAAAAAAABoA/hhenbindKms/s400/IMG_0865.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh and I here's a picture of the quilt I made my mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone had a wonderful holiday!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-4930850396851455164?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/4930850396851455164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/12/whole-lotta-christmas-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4930850396851455164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4930850396851455164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/12/whole-lotta-christmas-fun.html' title='A Whole Lotta Christmas Fun!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SzqioBXbVaI/AAAAAAAABpQ/zfs6bccvo5Q/s72-c/IMG_0788.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-4487735801448756097</id><published>2009-12-20T15:23:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T15:35:43.288-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><title type='text'>Cookies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did a little baking yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sugar cookies with yummy (and easy) lemon cream cheese icing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sy6WFi3FoSI/AAAAAAAABn4/hS-z_9_AkgY/s1600-h/IMG_0810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417432423774658850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sy6WFi3FoSI/AAAAAAAABn4/hS-z_9_AkgY/s400/IMG_0810.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys have been admiring painted fingernails in ads on TV, so mine were painted red with sparkles! James then requested his to be painted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sy6WFAwmwoI/AAAAAAAABnw/oH7OU79IJPw/s1600-h/IMG_0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417432414620664450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sy6WFAwmwoI/AAAAAAAABnw/oH7OU79IJPw/s400/IMG_0808.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These peanut butter cup goodies were super easy to make! And quick! And &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tasty&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sy6WE_wspsI/AAAAAAAABno/xl2dvHeL67I/s1600-h/IMG_0806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417432414352615106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sy6WE_wspsI/AAAAAAAABno/xl2dvHeL67I/s400/IMG_0806.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Ritz peanut butter cookies! Messy to make, but worth it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sy6WEjBs3II/AAAAAAAABng/LDy4ssBFVlw/s1600-h/IMG_0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417432406639303810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sy6WEjBs3II/AAAAAAAABng/LDy4ssBFVlw/s400/IMG_0804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE baking! So Saturday was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned...&lt;br /&gt;James has been taking pictures today. It's pretty cute watching him bend down, lean over, and get close for his shots! Some are pretty funny!&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/6041433303989114143-4487735801448756097?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/4487735801448756097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/12/cookies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4487735801448756097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4487735801448756097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/12/cookies.html' title='Cookies!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sy6WFi3FoSI/AAAAAAAABn4/hS-z_9_AkgY/s72-c/IMG_0810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-4525944314042429222</id><published>2009-12-14T07:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T07:40:28.859-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Dance Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week while Ben was at a meeting i went upstairs and was told by my 2 year old to go back downstairs.  "What are you guys doing?" I asked.  "We're having a dance party!" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exclaimed&lt;/span&gt; Miles.  So downstairs I went...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SyY-QgIuWWI/AAAAAAAABnY/kYCdzaE2vm8/s1600-h/IMG_0798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415084055184955746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SyY-QgIuWWI/AAAAAAAABnY/kYCdzaE2vm8/s400/IMG_0798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...grabbed my camera (which shot some lovely red eye), and back up I went.  This had to be good.  Miles was standing on a stool in his room and announced, "attention, attention everyone!" (to James).  "The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Itsy&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bitsy&lt;/span&gt; Spider has been cancelled.  Thank you."  He then bowed, stepped of his stool and said, "okay James, now we can dance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SyY-QO7GpRI/AAAAAAAABnQ/mKyg0TA2oo0/s1600-h/IMG_0797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415084050564424978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SyY-QO7GpRI/AAAAAAAABnQ/mKyg0TA2oo0/s400/IMG_0797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And dance they did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SyY-PxuK0oI/AAAAAAAABnI/Jcj-gwLOOYk/s1600-h/IMG_0796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415084042725544578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SyY-PxuK0oI/AAAAAAAABnI/Jcj-gwLOOYk/s400/IMG_0796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; James caught me.  I was allowed to take a picture before being banished downstairs again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note... later that night while James was in the tub, I called for Miles to take a bath also.  He responded, "Mommy, I just need some time alone right now."  WHAT?!  Yep, he did a puzzle in his room alone, and then was off to the bathtub.&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/6041433303989114143-4525944314042429222?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/4525944314042429222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/12/dance-party.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4525944314042429222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4525944314042429222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/12/dance-party.html' title='Dance Party'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SyY-QgIuWWI/AAAAAAAABnY/kYCdzaE2vm8/s72-c/IMG_0798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-5754585553952323504</id><published>2009-12-13T18:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T19:06:41.823-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Hot Cocoa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It finally got cold in Minnesota and some hot cocoa was in order!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I decided to try and make my own, and I will not buy anymore &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;premade&lt;/span&gt; cocoa mix again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's super easy, and the kids love it...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SyWM3MG2XhI/AAAAAAAABnA/wRz_rAN5wMI/s1600-h/IMG_0784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414889006753537554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SyWM3MG2XhI/AAAAAAAABnA/wRz_rAN5wMI/s400/IMG_0784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SyWM2snqCkI/AAAAAAAABmw/VDZRE2fdCP4/s1600-h/IMG_0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414888998301207106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SyWM2snqCkI/AAAAAAAABmw/VDZRE2fdCP4/s400/IMG_0778.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SyWM2DHTrEI/AAAAAAAABmo/qEMA9-sNULY/s1600-h/IMG_0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414888987159669826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SyWM2DHTrEI/AAAAAAAABmo/qEMA9-sNULY/s400/IMG_0777.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's my recipe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 cups dry milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 1/4 cups powdered sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup unsweetened cocoa powder (I used &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ghirardelli&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 cups nondairy creamer (powdered)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a dash of salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found it's best to prepare in a bowel or storage container with a lid.  Add all the ingredients, pop on the top and shake.  That's it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fill your cup approx. 1/3 full of cocoa mix, add hot water (or coffee!) and top with marshmallows.  ENJOY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-5754585553952323504?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/5754585553952323504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/12/hot-cocoa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5754585553952323504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5754585553952323504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/12/hot-cocoa.html' title='Hot Cocoa!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SyWM3MG2XhI/AAAAAAAABnA/wRz_rAN5wMI/s72-c/IMG_0784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-8716775888576817856</id><published>2009-12-05T11:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T12:17:51.542-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Slow Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In past decorating was completed in a day or two.  This year we're moving a little slow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tuesday the Christmas tree was set up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wednesday we took a break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thursday 4 ornaments made it on the tree, a tree skirt was added, and the mantle was decorated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday we took a break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I wrapped some presents and packed away the rest of the fall decor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqgHM5aKLI/AAAAAAAABmg/RDgVmhFOmWQ/s1600-h/IMG_0774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411813947820615858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqgHM5aKLI/AAAAAAAABmg/RDgVmhFOmWQ/s400/IMG_0774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love that it looks like the boys are laughing at the Christmas balls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqgG2G9flI/AAAAAAAABmY/sy4GjwcUZeo/s1600-h/IMG_0772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411813941703442002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqgG2G9flI/AAAAAAAABmY/sy4GjwcUZeo/s400/IMG_0772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At this rate we'll complete decorating just in time to take it down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqgGZXxuCI/AAAAAAAABmQ/LQ6TKBQzpbg/s1600-h/IMG_0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411813933989345314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqgGZXxuCI/AAAAAAAABmQ/LQ6TKBQzpbg/s400/IMG_0768.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The day after Thanksgiving we went downtown Minneapolis to the Macy's, Day in the Life of an Elf.  The boys walked through in awe!  James was a little scared of the reindeer trying to get out of the barn and Miles started crying when we got in line to meet Santa.  He was upset because he didn't see the elves making any fire trucks!  Didn't know he was being that observant!  So we explained if he asked Santa then the elves would make one for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miles asked for, "4 things.  A cup, and a matching bowl."  I could hardly hold in my laughter, I don't think Santa heard that one yet.  And, "a firetruck and ambulance so I don't have to share with my brother."  At least he's honest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;James asked for a teddy bear.  Miles suggested something else, but James just wants a bear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqgGM9bFTI/AAAAAAAABmI/jOBWeRovv_s/s1600-h/IMG_0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411813930657584434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqgGM9bFTI/AAAAAAAABmI/jOBWeRovv_s/s400/IMG_0767.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They "wrote/drew" letters for Santa, donated some money to Make a Wish, and surprisingly didn't ask for a thing from the gift shop or cookie counter.  I was stunned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqgFgL_eMI/AAAAAAAABmA/boJUhnHiWSI/s1600-h/IMG_0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411813918639093954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqgFgL_eMI/AAAAAAAABmA/boJUhnHiWSI/s400/IMG_0766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'll post a photo of the tree once we add a few more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ornaments&lt;/span&gt;... maybe around New Years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-8716775888576817856?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/8716775888576817856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/12/slow-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8716775888576817856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8716775888576817856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/12/slow-christmas.html' title='Slow Christmas'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqgHM5aKLI/AAAAAAAABmg/RDgVmhFOmWQ/s72-c/IMG_0774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-21796232783337000</id><published>2009-12-05T11:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T11:59:32.360-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liz'/><title type='text'>November Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just some random photos from November...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqaPArWa1I/AAAAAAAABl4/oZwExsYlXaY/s1600-h/IMG_0763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411807484909611858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqaPArWa1I/AAAAAAAABl4/oZwExsYlXaY/s400/IMG_0763.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's James all "clean" after supper.  Like the face.  Seriously we can not keep up after these two.  Yesterday I found a little chicken drumstick bone in the cupboard next to the cereal.  And greasy fingerprints on the computer.  I have to say I was not home for supper last night, so this was not under my supervision...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqaO_Rdr9I/AAAAAAAABlw/W0Wfn9b9Q7w/s1600-h/IMG_0757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411807484532600786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqaO_Rdr9I/AAAAAAAABlw/W0Wfn9b9Q7w/s400/IMG_0757.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A rare photo of Ben and I.  And yes, this was in November... at the park!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqaOtS_BMI/AAAAAAAABlo/v3OC99I4BV0/s1600-h/IMG_0755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411807479707141314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqaOtS_BMI/AAAAAAAABlo/v3OC99I4BV0/s400/IMG_0755.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet Miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqaOfbPhsI/AAAAAAAABlg/2B3GzFTCWy4/s1600-h/IMG_0753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411807475983681218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqaOfbPhsI/AAAAAAAABlg/2B3GzFTCWy4/s400/IMG_0753.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and an innocent looking James...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqaN1j8ZBI/AAAAAAAABlY/eoGxuvgiia8/s1600-h/IMG_0752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411807464745886738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqaN1j8ZBI/AAAAAAAABlY/eoGxuvgiia8/s400/IMG_0752.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See his cheek?  That started a a tiny scratch from his daycare girlfriend.  But he won't stop picking it.  So it's last over 2 months now.  I've tried putting a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;band aid&lt;/span&gt; on it or distracting him, I don't know what else to do.  It'll be a scar for sure now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;There'll&lt;/span&gt; be many more, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-21796232783337000?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/21796232783337000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/12/november-randomness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/21796232783337000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/21796232783337000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/12/november-randomness.html' title='November Randomness'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SxqaPArWa1I/AAAAAAAABl4/oZwExsYlXaY/s72-c/IMG_0763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-5322778489748160327</id><published>2009-11-14T12:39:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T14:41:12.553-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute goodies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabric'/><title type='text'>Sewing Bits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So a few weeks ago, I had a VERY productive sewing weekend with &lt;a href="http://kristinawilberg.typepad.com/sewdomestic/"&gt;Kristina&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I made this lovely in a day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't get enough of &lt;a href="http://www.unitednotions.com/fcc_Wonderland.pdf"&gt;Wonderland by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MoMo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the pattern from Atkinson Designs, Picture This, out of the Happy Hour book.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sv756NFHXVI/AAAAAAAABlQ/d6k_mODA1yM/s1600-h/IMG_0748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404031381230017874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sv756NFHXVI/AAAAAAAABlQ/d6k_mODA1yM/s400/IMG_0748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been holding on to some &lt;a href="http://heatherbailey.typepad.com/"&gt;Heather Bailey &lt;/a&gt;fabric for some time and finally became &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;courageous&lt;/span&gt; enough to use it. Not only that I just winged it to make this little tote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sv7557QhOeI/AAAAAAAABlI/lQUuwgn8DyM/s1600-h/IMG_0745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404031376446011874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sv7557QhOeI/AAAAAAAABlI/lQUuwgn8DyM/s400/IMG_0745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I took a class at my &lt;a href="http://www.fabricsplus.com/"&gt;local quilt shop&lt;/a&gt; to make this fun little apron (finished it on our sewing retreat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sv755gJmV5I/AAAAAAAABlA/gvK6rOu4NDM/s1600-h/IMG_0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404031369169229714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sv755gJmV5I/AAAAAAAABlA/gvK6rOu4NDM/s400/IMG_0743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also completed another project, but it's a secret for now!!&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/6041433303989114143-5322778489748160327?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/5322778489748160327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/11/sewing-bits.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5322778489748160327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5322778489748160327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/11/sewing-bits.html' title='Sewing Bits'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sv756NFHXVI/AAAAAAAABlQ/d6k_mODA1yM/s72-c/IMG_0748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-330593738774154079</id><published>2009-11-14T12:16:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T12:39:01.318-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><title type='text'>Guest Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've slowly been working on guest room, previous dumping ground of all that didn't belong...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sv72Usqk6DI/AAAAAAAABk4/2S2YZXLxY9c/s1600-h/IMG_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404027438338730034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sv72Usqk6DI/AAAAAAAABk4/2S2YZXLxY9c/s320/IMG_0737.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The HUGE closet is where my crafty/sewing mess is.  I fell in love with Anna Maria's fabric's, so pretty.  Decided to frame them!  The dresser was James', it was too small for his clothes, to now it'll house crafty bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sv72UY1A9SI/AAAAAAAABkw/nwKq41dZUao/s1600-h/IMG_0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404027433013802274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sv72UY1A9SI/AAAAAAAABkw/nwKq41dZUao/s320/IMG_0739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As of now this is my little work table.  See anything missing??  No chair or stool.  Needless to say I haven't actually been using this space yet.  Too messy!  Once I'm organized, then I'll get myself in gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sv72UKv2NLI/AAAAAAAABko/QYUGGxatN68/s1600-h/IMG_0738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404027429234029746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sv72UKv2NLI/AAAAAAAABko/QYUGGxatN68/s320/IMG_0738.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guest bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice and cozy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sv72Ty-a6JI/AAAAAAAABkg/9qRTwdAJ7cc/s1600-h/IMG_0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404027422852704402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sv72Ty-a6JI/AAAAAAAABkg/9qRTwdAJ7cc/s320/IMG_0740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I framed this card from my Grandma.  It means so much to me, it's going next to my work table, to remind me to believe in myself, be creative, and just enjoy my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sv72TVIN-5I/AAAAAAAABkY/jICKTIaTltA/s1600-h/IMG_0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404027414840736658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sv72TVIN-5I/AAAAAAAABkY/jICKTIaTltA/s320/IMG_0741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is in the guest room as well.  My Grandma Riddle made it.  I've had it for as long as I can remember.  I love surrounding myself with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sentimental&lt;/span&gt; and meaningful things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the guest room is ready for guests!  Stop on by!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-330593738774154079?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/330593738774154079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/11/guest-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/330593738774154079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/330593738774154079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/11/guest-room.html' title='Guest Room'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sv72Usqk6DI/AAAAAAAABk4/2S2YZXLxY9c/s72-c/IMG_0737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-6866556984288814734</id><published>2009-11-08T09:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T09:22:03.348-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Sir Miles and the Wingless Dragon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boys got it this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last year we went to 3 houses.  They strongly believed they should eat the candy as they go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year, collecting the candy was okay!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401750654804761538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SvbfmdDfG8I/AAAAAAAABjg/ghhR4n-PIBU/s200/IMG_0733.JPG" /&gt;So, Miles was a knight, and James was a dragon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pointed&lt;/span&gt; out, James didn't have any wings, so he wasn't a dragon.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SHHHH&lt;/span&gt;!  Don't tell him that!  Could have made for some interesting last minute wings!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SvbfmkIE4VI/AAAAAAAABjo/jNFErJqr-YI/s1600-h/IMG_0735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401750656703062354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SvbfmkIE4VI/AAAAAAAABjo/jNFErJqr-YI/s200/IMG_0735.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think it's time to start Miles on chores.  He loves to help, any suggestions on what a 4 year old should do around the house?  So far I'm thinking, setting and clearing the table, vacuuming (although this one will upset James, he likes to play with it).  What else??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-6866556984288814734?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/6866556984288814734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/11/sir-miles-and-wingless-dragon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6866556984288814734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6866556984288814734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/11/sir-miles-and-wingless-dragon.html' title='Sir Miles and the Wingless Dragon'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SvbfmdDfG8I/AAAAAAAABjg/ghhR4n-PIBU/s72-c/IMG_0733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-6701817663796220449</id><published>2009-10-14T23:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T23:38:15.988-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Sweetness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; So, I've been having a rough week.  I'll leave it at that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But there have been some very sweet things happening, that are turning it all around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392678450621990450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Stakeq06RjI/AAAAAAAABjI/Y2YTILwZ7AI/s200/IMG_0730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yesterday when I stopped for coffee, I was told it was already paid for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I received a business card for auto body repair, but it started my day off nicely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then Miles brought home a flower from his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;field trip&lt;/span&gt; to the grocery store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Flowers always make me smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've also had 2 great evenings &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;playing&lt;/span&gt; with the kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StakfHmUnbI/AAAAAAAABjQ/07-GnEeza2A/s1600-h/IMG_0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392678458345430450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StakfHmUnbI/AAAAAAAABjQ/07-GnEeza2A/s200/IMG_0732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This morning both my boys begged to stay with Mommy!  And have been extra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cuddly&lt;/span&gt; lately!  Loving it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then after staying late at work, I came home to this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know a rug...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But this rug and floor is was covered in muddy shoe and paw prints.  In the summer it was sand.  A never ending battle!  But 3 guys worked hard cleaning it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StakeEues3I/AAAAAAAABjA/k5JvUpD0Lws/s1600-h/IMG_0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392678440394470258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StakeEues3I/AAAAAAAABjA/k5JvUpD0Lws/s200/IMG_0729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And on the table was a perfect fall plant!&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention flowers make me smile??&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392678468704366290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StakfuMFbtI/AAAAAAAABjY/a9on-r1Qwgg/s200/IMG_0731.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;And finally I found this on the counter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pecan pie is my favorite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my week is turning around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm working on a better attitude, reevaluating what matters, and trying to focusing on what I love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for the pick me up!&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/6041433303989114143-6701817663796220449?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/6701817663796220449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweetness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6701817663796220449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6701817663796220449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweetness.html' title='Sweetness'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Stakeq06RjI/AAAAAAAABjI/Y2YTILwZ7AI/s72-c/IMG_0730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-7923324535034139866</id><published>2009-10-11T18:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T18:44:24.485-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><title type='text'>Mr. Pumpkin Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thought we would try something different with our pumpkins this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StJsgHZ4KYI/AAAAAAAABi4/8O-xQ72hisQ/s1600-h/IMG_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391491002915105154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StJsgHZ4KYI/AAAAAAAABi4/8O-xQ72hisQ/s200/IMG_0721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just like Mr. Potato Head!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StJsWJ8PijI/AAAAAAAABiw/MG07ghGGDd0/s1600-h/IMG_0722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391490831797422642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StJsWJ8PijI/AAAAAAAABiw/MG07ghGGDd0/s200/IMG_0722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles named his pumpkin Casey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StJsVZdHDxI/AAAAAAAABio/HehGkufOi2M/s1600-h/IMG_0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391490818781941522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StJsVZdHDxI/AAAAAAAABio/HehGkufOi2M/s200/IMG_0724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had extra parts, so some of our pumpkins are 2-faced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391490808181310098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StJsUx9uQpI/AAAAAAAABig/ijfPIfCCBT8/s200/IMG_0723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mine is below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StJsUHcXA4I/AAAAAAAABiY/Ampp-Dqdx7U/s1600-h/IMG_0726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391490796767085442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StJsUHcXA4I/AAAAAAAABiY/Ampp-Dqdx7U/s200/IMG_0726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the other side of mine, Miles helped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StJsTfYacUI/AAAAAAAABiQ/KjXQ0fEikQc/s1600-h/IMG_0725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391490786013114690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StJsTfYacUI/AAAAAAAABiQ/KjXQ0fEikQc/s200/IMG_0725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh and our scarecrow has a name!  Mr. Light!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-7923324535034139866?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/7923324535034139866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/10/mr-pumpkin-head.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/7923324535034139866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/7923324535034139866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/10/mr-pumpkin-head.html' title='Mr. Pumpkin Head'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StJsgHZ4KYI/AAAAAAAABi4/8O-xQ72hisQ/s72-c/IMG_0721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-7429715186035076981</id><published>2009-10-10T21:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T21:50:14.430-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preschool'/><title type='text'>Fall-la-lall-lall-Fall!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I LOVE fall!  Pumpkins, leaves, cool, crisp weather, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; my favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StFExx1JPmI/AAAAAAAABiA/jtsLNCX9TcU/s1600-h/IMG_0718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391165850919714402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StFExx1JPmI/AAAAAAAABiA/jtsLNCX9TcU/s200/IMG_0718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;field trip&lt;/span&gt; to the preschool directors' farm and made this guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whoa!  I just realized we haven't named him yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StFExdwcIII/AAAAAAAABh4/jnrncCpQmUA/s1600-h/IMG_0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391165845531271298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StFExdwcIII/AAAAAAAABh4/jnrncCpQmUA/s200/IMG_0715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have decorated the backyard!  I know, who's going to see it.  We are!  There's a nice big bay window in back, so we can see this guy while we're eating.  Miles' request.  This morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;scarecrow&lt;/span&gt; guy was covered in snow!  WHAT?!  As I stated above, "I LOVE fall!"  Not winter!  But it's all gone now and I am hoping it will stay away for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StFEw3eOcTI/AAAAAAAABhw/mORX3Gsciyk/s1600-h/IMG_0713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391165835254329650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StFEw3eOcTI/AAAAAAAABhw/mORX3Gsciyk/s200/IMG_0713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's a shot of the curtains I made above the sink.  I also made some for the bay window in the same fabric, but I can't seem to get a good photo of those.  Too much light during the day, and my flash bounces off the window at night.  But you can get the idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391165861675904946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StFEyZ5nr7I/AAAAAAAABiI/UUv_0o823ng/s200/IMG_0720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And the sweet Baby just got out of the box!  I cannot describe how excited I am about it!  And a little nervous!  It's like a new car!  I want to show it off, but I'm afraid something might happened to it if I take it out too much.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;AAHHHH&lt;/span&gt;!  I'm so happy!  Can't wait to show you what I do with it!  Oh and more project photos to come!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-7429715186035076981?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/7429715186035076981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-la-lall-lall-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/7429715186035076981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/7429715186035076981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-la-lall-lall-fall.html' title='Fall-la-lall-lall-Fall!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/StFExx1JPmI/AAAAAAAABiA/jtsLNCX9TcU/s72-c/IMG_0718.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-4765431854639579523</id><published>2009-10-06T22:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T22:43:16.108-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preschool'/><title type='text'>Just a Pinch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before we went to California and before the cold and rain came...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SswKQYWKYTI/AAAAAAAABho/j9jVBupdR-k/s1600-h/IMG_0549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389694130585231666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SswKQYWKYTI/AAAAAAAABho/j9jVBupdR-k/s200/IMG_0549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a trip out to the apple orchard! Fun, Fun! I tried my hand at homemade applesauce. It was really simple, I only added a pinch of cinnamon! I was a little disappointed with my 6 jars! I stared with a TON of apples!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389694090868566466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SswKOEY-KcI/AAAAAAAABhQ/JsnOsypt5Hs/s200/IMG_0582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Miles started preschool!  Check out last years photo &lt;a href="http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/09/preschool.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  He was just to the bottom of the "R!"  This year he is going 3 half days. New teachers, but some of the same friends! But decision at the end of this year to start kindergarten or do another year of preschool. Since he turns 5 in early August he could either way. Any suggestions or advice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SswKPg5hPHI/AAAAAAAABhg/K-gHLThrlt4/s1600-h/IMG_0591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389694115701144690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SswKPg5hPHI/AAAAAAAABhg/K-gHLThrlt4/s200/IMG_0591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The theme was cowboys and cowgirls! Miles spent quite a bit of time brushing this little pony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SswKO0nz9nI/AAAAAAAABhY/Z3sbpsPlkKs/s1600-h/IMG_0593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389694103815714418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SswKO0nz9nI/AAAAAAAABhY/Z3sbpsPlkKs/s200/IMG_0593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On another note, I plan to post some photos soon of the kitchen curtains I made, and some projects I've been working on. Last week my sewing machine pooped out. So I took my sweet hubby to the fabric store to check out the Baby Locks! He wasn't as excited as I was. But the seed is planted... however I have a sewing weekend coming up in a couple weeks and will need one. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sooo&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime I have been making baby blankets at church with one of the donation machines. Works well. We donate our blankets, bibs, quilts, and such to local organizations. Helps keep me motivated and gives me a break from whatever I'm working on at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there! Just a pinch of fall so far. Sounds like it may be short, flurries expected in the next couple days! Blah!&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/6041433303989114143-4765431854639579523?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/4765431854639579523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-pinch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4765431854639579523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4765431854639579523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-pinch.html' title='Just a Pinch'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SswKQYWKYTI/AAAAAAAABho/j9jVBupdR-k/s72-c/IMG_0549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-4535031038384282754</id><published>2009-10-05T19:10:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:26:59.383-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aquarium of the Pacific'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dinseyland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Brea tar pits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Huntington Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liz'/><title type='text'>California 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a wonderful time in California!  It's good to be home and back into a routine though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqQd6zJ0rI/AAAAAAAABhI/D2rJ4HnrjQM/s1600-h/IMG_0610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389278747776635570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqQd6zJ0rI/AAAAAAAABhI/D2rJ4HnrjQM/s200/IMG_0610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No airplane jitters, even though James looks a bit freaked in this photo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqQdG3aKLI/AAAAAAAABhA/cpX4GBoHb-E/s1600-h/IMG_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389278733835839666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqQdG3aKLI/AAAAAAAABhA/cpX4GBoHb-E/s200/IMG_0624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The ocean was NOT as big as a hit as I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;The waves were huge (as you can see there were TONS of surfers out and those not in the water were calling their friends to come out).  James was afraid of the waves and quickly became protective of the whole family and would cry if any of us went in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqQct2yMwI/AAAAAAAABg4/jmo6ExwxSGQ/s1600-h/IMG_0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389278727122334466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqQct2yMwI/AAAAAAAABg4/jmo6ExwxSGQ/s200/IMG_0628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's as far in as he got... once.  Miles on the other hand got knocked down and tumbled around, so his fun ended there.  But playing the sand was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqQb3vkrxI/AAAAAAAABgw/ZDavk4USpKQ/s1600-h/IMG_0633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389278712596573970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqQb3vkrxI/AAAAAAAABgw/ZDavk4USpKQ/s200/IMG_0633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And James especially liked to eat the sand!  He found a shell and used it to spoon LARGE quantities of it in his mouth.  And after 3-4 mouthfuls, which he swallowed, he became angry because I wouldn't take my eyes off him.  What is lacking in his diet??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqP7P948WI/AAAAAAAABgo/YToCL1ixg3I/s1600-h/IMG_0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389278152163389794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqP7P948WI/AAAAAAAABgo/YToCL1ixg3I/s200/IMG_0643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Later that night we took a walk downtown Huntington Beach.  Miles was wired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqP6kxmZFI/AAAAAAAABgg/BEXQDr8nNpM/s1600-h/IMG_0645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389278140569117778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqP6kxmZFI/AAAAAAAABgg/BEXQDr8nNpM/s200/IMG_0645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was along the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqP6MzSY1I/AAAAAAAABgY/3oeeSRFCiE8/s1600-h/IMG_0648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389278134133744466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqP6MzSY1I/AAAAAAAABgY/3oeeSRFCiE8/s200/IMG_0648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next day we went to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Disneyland!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqPbDELx4I/AAAAAAAABgQ/0Gk9WQPhSho/s1600-h/IMG_0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389277598944315266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqPbDELx4I/AAAAAAAABgQ/0Gk9WQPhSho/s200/IMG_0649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the guys in the O of California...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqPaRiZfYI/AAAAAAAABgI/8j7pvcH3SU4/s1600-h/IMG_0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389277585649270146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqPaRiZfYI/AAAAAAAABgI/8j7pvcH3SU4/s200/IMG_0652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we quickly ran into Mickey Mouse!  James couldn't take his eyes off the characters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqPZwcVf8I/AAAAAAAABgA/wW-SEvN-euU/s1600-h/IMG_0650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389277576765472706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqPZwcVf8I/AAAAAAAABgA/wW-SEvN-euU/s200/IMG_0650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was Halloween at Disney, and again James couldn't stop staring at Goofy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqPZf9GpAI/AAAAAAAABf4/KXHvLtEqO5I/s1600-h/IMG_0654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389277572339508226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqPZf9GpAI/AAAAAAAABf4/KXHvLtEqO5I/s200/IMG_0654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all went to a 3D show.  It was a little too scary for the boys so they had their eyes covered for a lot of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqOhd4cUDI/AAAAAAAABfw/HhqH3RUoYEQ/s1600-h/IMG_0656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389276609710411826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqOhd4cUDI/AAAAAAAABfw/HhqH3RUoYEQ/s200/IMG_0656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great Grandpa and Miles just weren't strong enough to lift these weights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqOgrZfD4I/AAAAAAAABfo/avSFI7UEGHs/s1600-h/IMG_0657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389276596158795650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqOgrZfD4I/AAAAAAAABfo/avSFI7UEGHs/s200/IMG_0657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seriously, that look is way too guilty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqOgMfArUI/AAAAAAAABfg/u_eNbBFbMNs/s1600-h/IMG_0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389276587860471106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqOgMfArUI/AAAAAAAABfg/u_eNbBFbMNs/s200/IMG_0660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, he pried his eyes away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqOftA4A_I/AAAAAAAABfY/pCRX5Y4-v1g/s1600-h/IMG_0666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389276579412575218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqOftA4A_I/AAAAAAAABfY/pCRX5Y4-v1g/s200/IMG_0666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We spent a good chunk of the day in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Toon&lt;/span&gt; Town.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqOe07VV0I/AAAAAAAABfQ/Mdp91o3fc1o/s1600-h/IMG_0667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389276564356945730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqOe07VV0I/AAAAAAAABfQ/Mdp91o3fc1o/s200/IMG_0667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys were so excited to go to Pixie Hollow and meet Tinkerbell, but we missed her by 30 minutes!  Oh Man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqNv20zL_I/AAAAAAAABfI/kS461KAGHYM/s1600-h/IMG_0668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389275757412560882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqNv20zL_I/AAAAAAAABfI/kS461KAGHYM/s200/IMG_0668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; James eventually was overloaded and crashed in the stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqNvc11uXI/AAAAAAAABfA/FUPCAMg2Qi4/s1600-h/IMG_0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389275750437599602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqNvc11uXI/AAAAAAAABfA/FUPCAMg2Qi4/s200/IMG_0683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next day we "relaxed" with a ride on this bike!  It was a lot of work and as you can see the boys beat on each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqNuqh_QII/AAAAAAAABe4/c2SM2cm7qbA/s1600-h/IMG_0695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389275736932565122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqNuqh_QII/AAAAAAAABe4/c2SM2cm7qbA/s200/IMG_0695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday we went to the Aquarium of the Pacific.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny to find a bird house there, but we were able to feed them nectar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqNNeha4nI/AAAAAAAABew/KBP-S0KZNgI/s1600-h/IMG_0691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389275166773273202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqNNeha4nI/AAAAAAAABew/KBP-S0KZNgI/s200/IMG_0691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys were getting pretty wild at this point and James was overdue for a nap so I told them the birds didn't like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;loud&lt;/span&gt; noises and if they screamed they might bite them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqNMm7bRXI/AAAAAAAABeo/Kxwt5MScOEY/s1600-h/IMG_0689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389275151849964914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqNMm7bRXI/AAAAAAAABeo/Kxwt5MScOEY/s200/IMG_0689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guys were able to touch manta rays, sting rays, sharks, starfish, sea &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;anemones&lt;/span&gt;, and all sort of other little creatures.  James frequently touched these things then stuck his fingers in his mouth.  Why bother with the wash stations!  I'm curious if those poor sea animals caught anything from him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqNMPx0vAI/AAAAAAAABeg/msrDfPUF5Uc/s1600-h/IMG_0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389275145635675138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqNMPx0vAI/AAAAAAAABeg/msrDfPUF5Uc/s200/IMG_0687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqNLcKAvII/AAAAAAAABeY/O6xrqfq42VQ/s1600-h/IMG_0685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389275131778481282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqNLcKAvII/AAAAAAAABeY/O6xrqfq42VQ/s200/IMG_0685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Outside James there were pigeons everywhere!  And James liked to suck on the rails they stood on!  Great!  So far he hasn't come down with any strange illness.  Who knows whats festering though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqNK6LCKyI/AAAAAAAABeQ/yg7JkX0BVkk/s1600-h/IMG_0705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389275122655963938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqNK6LCKyI/AAAAAAAABeQ/yg7JkX0BVkk/s200/IMG_0705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh and the highlight!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;NEMO&lt;/span&gt; and DORY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqLusyd0dI/AAAAAAAABeI/eGGKl01NgkI/s1600-h/IMG_0710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389273538515292626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqLusyd0dI/AAAAAAAABeI/eGGKl01NgkI/s200/IMG_0710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Monday we went to the La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Brea&lt;/span&gt; tar pits.  They are amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqLt24QJwI/AAAAAAAABeA/-WOCOv9d6Y8/s1600-h/IMG_0709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389273524044048130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqLt24QJwI/AAAAAAAABeA/-WOCOv9d6Y8/s200/IMG_0709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little over Miles and James' heads, but they seemed to like it... even though Miles is yawning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqLtYxHVBI/AAAAAAAABd4/zeh-t3u5Pdo/s1600-h/IMG_0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389273515961046034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqLtYxHVBI/AAAAAAAABd4/zeh-t3u5Pdo/s200/IMG_0708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All in all we had a fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention we came back to 45 degree weather!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Brrrr&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And before our drive home from the airport, James picked a french fry up off the Eden Prairie Center floor and ate it!  So, if he can survive this flu year, I think we'll be okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-4535031038384282754?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/4535031038384282754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/10/california-2009.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4535031038384282754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4535031038384282754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/10/california-2009.html' title='California 2009'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SsqQd6zJ0rI/AAAAAAAABhI/D2rJ4HnrjQM/s72-c/IMG_0610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-5930668940350536896</id><published>2009-09-19T15:02:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T15:37:56.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>and we're off... Almost!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We're getting ready for a week in sunny California!! Quite the to do list to get ready...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;del&gt;Get Miles and James haircuts&lt;/del&gt; (way overdue)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;del&gt;Buy a couple new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DVD's&lt;/span&gt; for plane&lt;/del&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;del&gt;Buy headphones so everyone on plane doesn't have to listen to whatever they're watching!&lt;/del&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;del&gt;DO LAUNDRY&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~Pack the family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~Pack the boys' backpacks with fun plane activities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;del&gt;Buy snacks for plane&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;del&gt;Get pedicure&lt;/del&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;del&gt;Shave!&lt;/del&gt; &lt;del&gt;Wax&lt;/del&gt;(first time!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;del&gt;Pay bills BEFORE trip&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;del&gt;Get caught up (enough) on work (blah!)&lt;/del&gt; this really is impossible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~Bring Carver to the kennel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~Give house/cat sitter keys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~I'm sure there's tons of stuff I'm missing!!&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;Fun things we'll be doing!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://chelseah25.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/disneyland1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Visiting the Magic Kingdom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.pictureninja.com/pages/united-states/california/huntington-beach-surfing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Spending plenty of time relaxing here!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2287/2415999894_9c45f11bfa.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Visiting the Aquarium of the Pacific!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 490px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.papermag.com/blogs/la%20brea%20tar%20pits.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Check out the La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Brea&lt;/span&gt; Tar Pits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3007/2547575578_86e678dbdb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...and of course a visit to the L.A. Garment District!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So excited!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-5930668940350536896?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/5930668940350536896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-were-off-almost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5930668940350536896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5930668940350536896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-were-off-almost.html' title='and we&apos;re off... Almost!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2287/2415999894_9c45f11bfa_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-6761673595963418215</id><published>2009-09-11T09:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T09:33:38.716-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><title type='text'>3 stitches at 3AM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles was having bad dreams about monsters last night, and after waking up screaming 3 times, he fell out of bed and hit his nightstand...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqpaJ5VY5iI/AAAAAAAABdw/PhjbnyCfCSg/s1600-h/IMG_0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380211830903334434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqpaJ5VY5iI/AAAAAAAABdw/PhjbnyCfCSg/s320/IMG_0580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...so at 3 AM we went to the emergency room for 3 stitches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqpaJT9PWJI/AAAAAAAABdo/700toOrLgKU/s1600-h/IMG_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380211820869933202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqpaJT9PWJI/AAAAAAAABdo/700toOrLgKU/s320/IMG_0579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was a very tough boy, no tears at the hospital.  They used EMLA cream for 20 minutes and didn't even have to use lidocaine!  He was great, except as we were walking out of the ER, he tripped and almost fell.  The nurses laughed and said, "see you soon!"&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/6041433303989114143-6761673595963418215?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/6761673595963418215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-stitches-at-3am.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6761673595963418215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6761673595963418215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-stitches-at-3am.html' title='3 stitches at 3AM'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqpaJ5VY5iI/AAAAAAAABdw/PhjbnyCfCSg/s72-c/IMG_0580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-439868628058921407</id><published>2009-09-07T19:27:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:18:10.535-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liz'/><title type='text'>Family Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were way overdue for family photos!  The last ones were 1 1/2 years ago and James was just learning to pull himself up.  You can see that has changed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is one of my favorites because it is the most honest.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWppmtfiPI/AAAAAAAABdY/PRkknylRVgo/s1600-h/DSC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378891862195013874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWppmtfiPI/AAAAAAAABdY/PRkknylRVgo/s320/DSC_0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I usually hate photos of myself and never post them, but I love these!  Thank you Ana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWpWg9-u5I/AAAAAAAABdQ/9YmncGhjMJU/s1600-h/DSC_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378891534236040082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWpWg9-u5I/AAAAAAAABdQ/9YmncGhjMJU/s320/DSC_0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I little boy is getting so big!  And thankfully is quite a mama's boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWpWJOMZ-I/AAAAAAAABdI/t4sAY1ITzUM/s1600-h/DSC_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378891527861594082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWpWJOMZ-I/AAAAAAAABdI/t4sAY1ITzUM/s320/DSC_0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That dandelion ended up in Ben's nose... hee hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWpVv5zcJI/AAAAAAAABdA/oAPmt7JqmgQ/s1600-h/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378891521065185426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWpVv5zcJI/AAAAAAAABdA/oAPmt7JqmgQ/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So our photographer is the wonderful &lt;a href="http://designsbyscrappychicana.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ana Ankeny&lt;/a&gt;.  She has her own little man now and he hogs her camera now!  But I can't blame her, he's pretty darn cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWpVM520BI/AAAAAAAABc4/CTdSsTffHF0/s1600-h/DSC_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378891511670165522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWpVM520BI/AAAAAAAABc4/CTdSsTffHF0/s320/DSC_0080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yea, I was being choked here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWpUpqjqiI/AAAAAAAABcw/sd7vc-JoqVg/s1600-h/DSC_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378891502210755106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWpUpqjqiI/AAAAAAAABcw/sd7vc-JoqVg/s320/DSC_0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly believe 7 years ago Ben and I were married, and now we have two sweet noisy little boys (oops, I mean BIG boys).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378890111923608754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWoDucRXLI/AAAAAAAABco/IpgWyI_9fNM/s320/DSC_0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWoDJwQqAI/AAAAAAAABcg/ggXL7iLoGS8/s1600-h/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378890102075336706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWoDJwQqAI/AAAAAAAABcg/ggXL7iLoGS8/s320/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles REALLY liked those dandelions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWoCgKs2GI/AAAAAAAABcY/B_8fLmAM_9g/s1600-h/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378890090911946850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWoCgKs2GI/AAAAAAAABcY/B_8fLmAM_9g/s320/DSC_0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to convince James to stand by us for photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWoBk4KLpI/AAAAAAAABcI/aywmGcLM8S4/s1600-h/DSC_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378890074996485778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWoBk4KLpI/AAAAAAAABcI/aywmGcLM8S4/s320/DSC_0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay maybe they're both mama's boys.  It's a fabulous thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWmqxiEqLI/AAAAAAAABcA/IVqUa3fJ478/s1600-h/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378888583744891058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWmqxiEqLI/AAAAAAAABcA/IVqUa3fJ478/s320/DSC_0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWmqXeYoZI/AAAAAAAABb4/g2J0c_BmlW0/s1600-h/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378888576750100882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWmqXeYoZI/AAAAAAAABb4/g2J0c_BmlW0/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWmp-q80II/AAAAAAAABbw/Fon0iZDbFwg/s1600-h/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378888570091917442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWmp-q80II/AAAAAAAABbw/Fon0iZDbFwg/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWmpWGus_I/AAAAAAAABbo/JxGdT-K-_v4/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378888559202579442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWmpWGus_I/AAAAAAAABbo/JxGdT-K-_v4/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-439868628058921407?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/439868628058921407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/09/family-photos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/439868628058921407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/439868628058921407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/09/family-photos.html' title='Family Photos'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SqWppmtfiPI/AAAAAAAABdY/PRkknylRVgo/s72-c/DSC_0090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-1132005772792152005</id><published>2009-08-16T19:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T19:55:36.575-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Miles' Birthday Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I had to show a photo of Miles' birthday cake.  It was dirt cake... actually more of a pudding consistency, but yummy none the less!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370722994135158626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SoikG5xyz2I/AAAAAAAABbA/aOmDoQS7uu4/s320/IMG_0444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The next day Miles and I took off to Sioux Falls.  We stayed at the Ramada, which has a great pool with a pirate ship!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370723002964551234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SoikHaq4pkI/AAAAAAAABbI/d_8J9HXwgW8/s320/IMG_0468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The next morning we were up early for Miles' upper endoscopy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting in downstairs with Alex the Cat.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370723014038955346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SoikID7OpVI/AAAAAAAABbQ/EHekZlX0Lko/s320/IMG_0481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He had his own room up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;peds&lt;/span&gt;, a fishy gown (wasn't too fond of that), and watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; until they came to get him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SoikJGxqekI/AAAAAAAABbY/ALI6TJOocuk/s1600-h/IMG_0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370723031984011842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SoikJGxqekI/AAAAAAAABbY/ALI6TJOocuk/s320/IMG_0486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everything went really well.  I was able to go down to the OR with him until he went to sleep with gas, then they started his IV, did the scope and took a couple biopsies.  I meet him on his way back up to his room.  The photo below is after.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370723044699559026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SoikJ2JSVHI/AAAAAAAABbg/TtXbcaPP3ms/s320/IMG_0489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;No tears... until we were leaving and I had to take off the 3 stickers on his chest.  As we were walking out of the room he asked, "aren't they going to put the camera down my throat?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Miles is still on reflux medication and has started another medicine for gastritis.  This will hopefully resolved the reflux and get him off medicine soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-1132005772792152005?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/1132005772792152005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/08/miles-birthday-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1132005772792152005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1132005772792152005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/08/miles-birthday-week.html' title='Miles&apos; Birthday Week'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SoikG5xyz2I/AAAAAAAABbA/aOmDoQS7uu4/s72-c/IMG_0444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-7678385432878475717</id><published>2009-08-05T20:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T07:15:03.262-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>4 years ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SnY5umUKb0I/AAAAAAAABaI/lBIhW0YNdnM/s1600-h/DSC_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365539478780407618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SnY5umUKb0I/AAAAAAAABaI/lBIhW0YNdnM/s320/DSC_0108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Four years ago today I was on my 3rd induction attempt. The doctor made a comment about believing this guy was going to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10 lbs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After ANOTHER long day, and only 3cm for all that work, it was decided a c-section was the way to go. My sweet Miles was 9lbs. 6oz. and AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SnY5uIY1pxI/AAAAAAAABaA/J8iRn-YKpjc/s1600-h/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365539470746953490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SnY5uIY1pxI/AAAAAAAABaA/J8iRn-YKpjc/s320/DSC_0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This guy made us work for it... every evening (about when Ben came home from work) he'd start a good 1-3 hours of crying, fussing joy. I found myself going on a lot of walks to get him to nap, but this one didn't want to miss a thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When James was born he was NOT interested. Until the noisy little thing started standing and walking, then Miles noticed, and wasn't too happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SnY5t93clqI/AAAAAAAABZ4/FSMJVRtUys0/s1600-h/DSC_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365539467922544290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SnY5t93clqI/AAAAAAAABZ4/FSMJVRtUys0/s320/DSC_0106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But now this big guy has a best friend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He loves to kiss him mommy and read with his daddy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He likes to snuggle with his Grandmas and work with his Grandpas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He's always checking out how things work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He loves being outside (even in the winter).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And is turning into a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;generous&lt;/span&gt; little boy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I was snuggling with Miles last week and said, "Miles, I can't believe you're going to be 4 years old already!! I think you should stay little!" Miles quickly said, "well, I eat a lot of food, so I'm getting pretty big!" And I suggested, "maybe we shouldn't feed you so much anymore." VERY concerned he replied, "Mommy, I would get hungry... but James is little so you can snuggle him when I get too big."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Oh Miles, you'll never get to big to snuggle with your Mommy!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This birthday thing is already getting hard! I have no idea what I'll do at 16 and 18!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;Happy Birthday Miles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-7678385432878475717?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/7678385432878475717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/08/4-years-ago.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/7678385432878475717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/7678385432878475717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/08/4-years-ago.html' title='4 years ago...'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SnY5umUKb0I/AAAAAAAABaI/lBIhW0YNdnM/s72-c/DSC_0108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-8354202890720035230</id><published>2009-08-03T19:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:25:23.393-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>Swing Batter Batter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles has been asking for Better Batter Baseball for his birthday, or "batter batter baseball" as he calls it.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SneIpUSy0LI/AAAAAAAABa4/DPSALboMq1c/s1600-h/IMG_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365907724438786226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SneIpUSy0LI/AAAAAAAABa4/DPSALboMq1c/s320/IMG_0406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Sunday he got it from my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SneIb085ZZI/AAAAAAAABaw/VlVGps9xXsM/s1600-h/IMG_0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365907492687144338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SneIb085ZZI/AAAAAAAABaw/VlVGps9xXsM/s320/IMG_0402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here he's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;righty&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SneIbc8QW-I/AAAAAAAABao/u5iqEgGU5iM/s1600-h/IMG_0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365907486242003938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SneIbc8QW-I/AAAAAAAABao/u5iqEgGU5iM/s320/IMG_0403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and here a lefty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SneHpMElvkI/AAAAAAAABag/dGuIRMWAeKs/s1600-h/IMG_0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365906622720097858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SneHpMElvkI/AAAAAAAABag/dGuIRMWAeKs/s320/IMG_0409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another of Miles' gifts that James liked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, this picture is just a bit creepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SneHYp2tbRI/AAAAAAAABaY/xsAdnQAFQbc/s1600-h/IMG_0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365906338657168658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SneHYp2tbRI/AAAAAAAABaY/xsAdnQAFQbc/s320/IMG_0417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not sure if I've mentioned how much James likes to talk on the phone.  He talks and talks, and paces while doing it.  I believe that is learned from watching me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SneHYUTIxMI/AAAAAAAABaQ/k3PyupwIss8/s1600-h/IMG_0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365906332870821058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SneHYUTIxMI/AAAAAAAABaQ/k3PyupwIss8/s320/IMG_0416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;, when the little guy gets talking, he's not so easy to understand, eventually starts pointing and naming everything around him, and ends with button pushing.  But he likes it, and if he believes it's his turn to talk, he will scream until he gets the phone, or carried off to his room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-8354202890720035230?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/8354202890720035230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/08/swing-batter-batter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8354202890720035230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8354202890720035230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/08/swing-batter-batter.html' title='Swing Batter Batter!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SneIpUSy0LI/AAAAAAAABa4/DPSALboMq1c/s72-c/IMG_0406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-8375861692124914322</id><published>2009-08-02T19:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:00:01.450-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We headed to my parents' house this weekend.  The boys spent the whole weekend outside, enjoying the beautiful weather.  Miles' birthday is Wednesday so there were presents and a VERY happy birthday boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SnYzoCzjChI/AAAAAAAABZw/-yIbT7b_74M/s1600-h/IMG_0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365532769099385362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SnYzoCzjChI/AAAAAAAABZw/-yIbT7b_74M/s320/IMG_0369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; James made out quite well too!  One of things Miles wanted for his birthday was a present for James, that way he wouldn't have to share his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365532763121241170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SnYznsiPzFI/AAAAAAAABZo/3QFcZqQX1Mk/s320/IMG_0368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SnYzSj5utfI/AAAAAAAABZg/43CEubzzzp4/s1600-h/IMG_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365532400026564082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SnYzSj5utfI/AAAAAAAABZg/43CEubzzzp4/s320/IMG_0371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys follow Grandpa Paul all over!  This time out to the island for some cattails...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SnYzBQit0zI/AAAAAAAABZQ/9Uh2ls0cgRo/s1600-h/IMG_0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365532102771987250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SnYzBQit0zI/AAAAAAAABZQ/9Uh2ls0cgRo/s320/IMG_0373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...but of course being boys they became weapons and were either broken or confiscated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A little story (unrelated to the weekend)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Miles had an appointment in Sioux Falls about 1 1/2 weeks ago.  Of course I needed to take advantage of the shopping available, so we headed out early.  We ended up stopping in Victoria's Secret and Miles exclaimed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;loudly&lt;/span&gt;, "It's beautiful in here!!"  Much better than the kid that was pulling a bra on over his head!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-8375861692124914322?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/8375861692124914322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/08/weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8375861692124914322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8375861692124914322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/08/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SnYzoCzjChI/AAAAAAAABZw/-yIbT7b_74M/s72-c/IMG_0369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-1717360799782569627</id><published>2009-07-17T18:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:10:04.990-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrapbooking'/><title type='text'>Studio Tour! (this is just embarassing)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, I really was hoping to get it together to do this &lt;a href="http://kristinawilberg.typepad.com/sewdomestic/"&gt;studio blog tour&lt;/a&gt;, but our guest room (also my crafty room) has turned into the dumping ground as we've unpacked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEOJoO5VsI/AAAAAAAABZA/s16NNsFfaxk/s1600-h/IMG_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359580590129108674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEOJoO5VsI/AAAAAAAABZA/s16NNsFfaxk/s320/IMG_0363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It will be wonderful... someday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love baskets, so this one is filled with scrapping and quilting magazines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEN-ZZ5AzI/AAAAAAAABY4/-6ZZx8H6AR4/s1600-h/IMG_0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359580397170131762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEN-ZZ5AzI/AAAAAAAABY4/-6ZZx8H6AR4/s320/IMG_0362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only thing looking somewhat civilized in this room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEN-HyB9OI/AAAAAAAABYw/LWVIudVj4Eg/s1600-h/IMG_0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359580392439543010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEN-HyB9OI/AAAAAAAABYw/LWVIudVj4Eg/s320/IMG_0361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Believe it or not this is the closet in our guest room!!&lt;br /&gt;It's HUGE!  So I'll be able to hide away all my goodies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEN9wewiiI/AAAAAAAABYo/ZN4KrvKr84g/s1600-h/IMG_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359580386184694306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEN9wewiiI/AAAAAAAABYo/ZN4KrvKr84g/s320/IMG_0360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More of the closet!  Seriously, I can't wait to get things out and organized!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a little sickly like that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEN9fKMAkI/AAAAAAAABYg/5PT6OXniUv8/s1600-h/IMG_0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359580381535011394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEN9fKMAkI/AAAAAAAABYg/5PT6OXniUv8/s320/IMG_0359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, the poor bed!  The queen sized box spring would not fit up the stairs so for now, it's a mattress, and not a made bed!!  I told you this was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;!  I will redeem myself!  Just look at the &lt;a href="http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-home-and-swim-band.html"&gt;done rooms&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEN8-MdAjI/AAAAAAAABYY/f57WXcpm2RA/s1600-h/IMG_0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359580372686144050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEN8-MdAjI/AAAAAAAABYY/f57WXcpm2RA/s320/IMG_0358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also plan to use this drop leaf table (leaves up) as my sewing table, we'll see how it works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Question:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. What do you use your space for?  Well, to be honest right now it's dumping ground due to our recent move.  But I will be using it to sew and scrapbook!  First up are curtains for the kitchen, then curtains for James' room.&lt;br /&gt;b. What is your favorite thing about your space?  The huge closet.  There's really enough room for me work in there if I want.  I love that I will be able to see all my lovely fabrics instead of having them stashed here and there!&lt;br /&gt;c. What struggles do you have with your space?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, right now my biggest struggle is finding some time to unpack it!!&lt;br /&gt;d. When do you use your space?  I hope to use my space 2-3x/week, we'll see about that!  And of course since it doubles as our guest room it'll get used plenty with visitors!&lt;br /&gt;e. Share an organizational technique that works for you.  I like to see what I have, so things aren't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;forgotten&lt;/span&gt;, so I prefer to see all my fabric or paper when working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-1717360799782569627?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/1717360799782569627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/07/studio-tour-this-is-just-embarassing.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1717360799782569627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1717360799782569627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/07/studio-tour-this-is-just-embarassing.html' title='Studio Tour! (this is just embarassing)'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEOJoO5VsI/AAAAAAAABZA/s16NNsFfaxk/s72-c/IMG_0363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-5920806975257089877</id><published>2009-07-17T18:15:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T18:34:47.549-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>New Home and a Swim Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEKZQPU5-I/AAAAAAAABYQ/MEIPF49W460/s1600-h/IMG_0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359576460519860194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEKZQPU5-I/AAAAAAAABYQ/MEIPF49W460/s320/IMG_0355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have been working on settling into our new home. Here are some shots of the more finished rooms.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEIYfJIl0I/AAAAAAAABYI/3U0jMPkzAk0/s1600-h/IMG_0357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359574248317294402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEIYfJIl0I/AAAAAAAABYI/3U0jMPkzAk0/s320/IMG_0357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One half of the living room...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEIX8zrC5I/AAAAAAAABYA/v5OY9RjPqtc/s1600-h/IMG_0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359574239100472210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEIX8zrC5I/AAAAAAAABYA/v5OY9RjPqtc/s320/IMG_0356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other half...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEIFK0d9OI/AAAAAAAABX4/RDJLjo_qfPg/s1600-h/IMG_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359573916444390626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEIFK0d9OI/AAAAAAAABX4/RDJLjo_qfPg/s320/IMG_0346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Play room/office (there is a desk in here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEH1DcTc7I/AAAAAAAABXw/xGTVF4U7txU/s1600-h/IMG_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359573639586083762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEH1DcTc7I/AAAAAAAABXw/xGTVF4U7txU/s320/IMG_0352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our lovely kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEH0tXIe5I/AAAAAAAABXo/1ZHGm22ov90/s1600-h/IMG_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359573633658813330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEH0tXIe5I/AAAAAAAABXo/1ZHGm22ov90/s320/IMG_0353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And a bunch of clutter on the counters already!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEHKVXQNYI/AAAAAAAABXg/t_1vC7uyl8g/s1600-h/IMG_0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359572905662363010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEHKVXQNYI/AAAAAAAABXg/t_1vC7uyl8g/s320/IMG_0345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep, summer's here and if James is going to go swimming he needs to wear ear plugs now that he has ear tubes. So to keep him from picking at the ear plugs we got him an swimming band!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEHKLn7y1I/AAAAAAAABXY/KmMSAvx1hqk/s1600-h/IMG_0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359572903047973714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEHKLn7y1I/AAAAAAAABXY/KmMSAvx1hqk/s320/IMG_0342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And somehow, we got lucky and he actually likes it! AMAZING!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More soon! VERY soon!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-5920806975257089877?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/5920806975257089877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-home-and-swim-band.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5920806975257089877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5920806975257089877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-home-and-swim-band.html' title='New Home and a Swim Band'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SmEKZQPU5-I/AAAAAAAABYQ/MEIPF49W460/s72-c/IMG_0355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-2051763611332565416</id><published>2009-07-07T12:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:16:15.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa!</title><content type='html'>I will NOT let a whole month go by without a post!! No pics at this time, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; get busy this evening taking some of the new house. We're settling in nicely, and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;usual&lt;/span&gt; summer busyness, &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so by tomorrow for sure!! Pinkie swear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Umm, yea about that... not too sure where I managed to pack the cord to download photos into the computer, so until that box is unpacked, you'll have to be patient!&lt;/span&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/6041433303989114143-2051763611332565416?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/2051763611332565416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/07/whoa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2051763611332565416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2051763611332565416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/07/whoa.html' title='Whoa!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-7969634807444762700</id><published>2009-06-08T18:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T19:09:25.940-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>Tinker-Miles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles the Inventor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Always creating some undiscovered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;necessity&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Si2mYdOm12I/AAAAAAAABXQ/YfNlVJgNInk/s1600-h/IMG_0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345111271851612002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Si2mYdOm12I/AAAAAAAABXQ/YfNlVJgNInk/s320/IMG_0334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So what is it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Si2mYHSdHkI/AAAAAAAABXI/Sc8yfHCS7Ho/s1600-h/IMG_0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345111265962171970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Si2mYHSdHkI/AAAAAAAABXI/Sc8yfHCS7Ho/s320/IMG_0335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;schonner&lt;/span&gt; pick."&lt;br /&gt;A very useful tool for "picking flowers out of fields so tractors don't get sick."&lt;br /&gt;Something every farmer needs.&lt;br /&gt;And every growing inventor needs tinker toys!&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/6041433303989114143-7969634807444762700?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/7969634807444762700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/06/tinker-miles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/7969634807444762700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/7969634807444762700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/06/tinker-miles.html' title='Tinker-Miles'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Si2mYdOm12I/AAAAAAAABXQ/YfNlVJgNInk/s72-c/IMG_0334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-1396398296979944844</id><published>2009-06-08T07:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T08:07:06.070-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Visions of 2022</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom bought this little corvette from a garage sale down the block recently.  I knew Miles would LOVE it!  But it seriously made me a bit nervous of what's to come in 13 years!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Si0LECLs-gI/AAAAAAAABXA/l4B9xiuoGDs/s1600-h/IMG_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344940496691984898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Si0LECLs-gI/AAAAAAAABXA/l4B9xiuoGDs/s320/IMG_0325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice poor James' nervous look?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Si0Ku-V3T6I/AAAAAAAABW4/9IN9z5rSnP0/s1600-h/IMG_0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344940134883610530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Si0Ku-V3T6I/AAAAAAAABW4/9IN9z5rSnP0/s320/IMG_0328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, James got in right away while Miles was learning to drive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Si0Kh6QwkSI/AAAAAAAABWw/2x-0KbEGyVM/s1600-h/IMG_0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344939910450155810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Si0Kh6QwkSI/AAAAAAAABWw/2x-0KbEGyVM/s320/IMG_0329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and got out quickly when he crashed into my car!  He would have nothing more to do with riding with Miles!  And I don't blame him, that little car left a mark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Si0KPQa2WRI/AAAAAAAABWo/uNYFHHyf8ow/s1600-h/IMG_0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344939589980543250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Si0KPQa2WRI/AAAAAAAABWo/uNYFHHyf8ow/s320/IMG_0332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But Miles eventually got the hang of it, and we found a slower gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Si0KPBHmaFI/AAAAAAAABWg/r7wZjsyPO3w/s1600-h/IMG_0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344939585873274962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Si0KPBHmaFI/AAAAAAAABWg/r7wZjsyPO3w/s320/IMG_0331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh did I mention the radio?  Yep, found myself yelling about keeping his eyes on the road and not playing with the stereo.  Oh the visions!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-1396398296979944844?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/1396398296979944844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/06/visions-of-2022.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1396398296979944844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1396398296979944844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/06/visions-of-2022.html' title='Visions of 2022'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Si0LECLs-gI/AAAAAAAABXA/l4B9xiuoGDs/s72-c/IMG_0325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-8677304037296552216</id><published>2009-06-05T11:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T12:17:35.430-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><title type='text'>Favorite Childrens Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right, we have a pretty great library of children's books! We (alright maybe, I) seriously seem to go overboard on certain things. But really, can you ever have enough good books? And my kids love them hard (as you can tell by the photos). These are a few of our favorites...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SilMza5L8PI/AAAAAAAABWY/BQhKJuIjXzw/s1600-h/IMG_0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343886879128023282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SilMza5L8PI/AAAAAAAABWY/BQhKJuIjXzw/s320/IMG_0320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Little Engine That Could&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ &lt;/em&gt;just a classic I picked up when Miles went through a "I can't" stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tip Tip Dig Dig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ &lt;/em&gt;an easy book for kids to memorize and read along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Llama Llama Red Pajama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ &lt;/em&gt;we have two llama books and they are adorable and fun to read!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy in My Pocket&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ &lt;/em&gt;This one is about going to school and missing mom, but we used it when Miles was having a hard time starting a new daycare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where's the Poop?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ &lt;/em&gt;I'm pretty sure the staff at Barnes and Noble were ready to call security on me. I was laughing so hard reading this one in the store. It's a bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disgusting&lt;/span&gt;, a lift the flap and find the animal poo book but if you have kids, it's funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little Hoot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ &lt;/em&gt;Quite a cute twist on not wanting to go to bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SilMzF5E0fI/AAAAAAAABWQ/jnFqpZOwTuI/s1600-h/IMG_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343886873490412018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SilMzF5E0fI/AAAAAAAABWQ/jnFqpZOwTuI/s320/IMG_0316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Love You Through and Through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt; a great book for learning body parts and how they work while loving on your little one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Belly Button Book&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~ Sandra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Boyton&lt;/span&gt; books are always fun to read!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You Are Special&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ &lt;/em&gt;I highly recommend this one for any age!! The story is a great one- a must have (enough said).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moo Baa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LaLaLa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ &lt;/em&gt;another great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rhyming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Boyton&lt;/span&gt; book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Truck is Stuck!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ &lt;/em&gt;a favorite of my boys!! James has this one memorized and reads it to himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can never read enough to your kids. I hope they continue to love reading as much as I do!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-8677304037296552216?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/8677304037296552216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/06/favorite-childrens-books.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8677304037296552216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8677304037296552216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/06/favorite-childrens-books.html' title='Favorite Childrens Books'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SilMza5L8PI/AAAAAAAABWY/BQhKJuIjXzw/s72-c/IMG_0320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-1824571904772025197</id><published>2009-06-04T18:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T18:30:01.838-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oliver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olde English Bulldog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Lazy Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Saturday we had a much needed lazy day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SihVDS5b9iI/AAAAAAAABWI/V3SI3rqgjMM/s1600-h/IMG_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343614472975808034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SihVDS5b9iI/AAAAAAAABWI/V3SI3rqgjMM/s320/IMG_0311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carver has grown fast!  He's only 5 months old!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SihVDImY2dI/AAAAAAAABWA/w2pSZr805No/s1600-h/IMG_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343614470211557842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SihVDImY2dI/AAAAAAAABWA/w2pSZr805No/s320/IMG_0309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This past Tuesday Carver and I attended our first obedience class.  I'm not sure who was more tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SihVC_tNsLI/AAAAAAAABV4/ouT2BIcxIfg/s1600-h/IMG_0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343614467824267442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SihVC_tNsLI/AAAAAAAABV4/ouT2BIcxIfg/s320/IMG_0305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just trying to put his size in perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SihVCSjVMGI/AAAAAAAABVw/5vHkLQrtBjQ/s1600-h/IMG_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343614455703220322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SihVCSjVMGI/AAAAAAAABVw/5vHkLQrtBjQ/s320/IMG_0303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My ever growing big guy.  He's been asking some pretty tough questions these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miles:  "Mommy, when we move into our new house can I go to heaven and live with God?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy:  "Well, I was kind of hoping you'd stick around with us a few more years."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miles:  "But I want to meet God."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy:  "Well you can talk to Him anytime... He's always with you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miles:  (with tears in his eyes) "But Mommy, I want to see what He looks like!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh My!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day Miles said he had a headache and went to his bedroom to lay down.  About 15 minutes later he came out of his room and said, "Mommy, I closed my eyes and saw God!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy:  "Wow, you saw God?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miles:  "Yes and He put my head bones back together and made my head feel better!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy:  "God is good Miles."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SihVCOztSSI/AAAAAAAABVo/kspO3LCJUzo/s1600-h/IMG_0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343614454698166562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SihVCOztSSI/AAAAAAAABVo/kspO3LCJUzo/s320/IMG_0302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And just like Miles did, James has started hoarding toys!  Here's the pile he made in living room!  On Sunday morning we were blessed with a overflowing closet of toys!&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/6041433303989114143-1824571904772025197?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/1824571904772025197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/06/lazy-saturday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1824571904772025197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1824571904772025197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/06/lazy-saturday.html' title='Lazy Saturday'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SihVDS5b9iI/AAAAAAAABWI/V3SI3rqgjMM/s72-c/IMG_0311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-5181342944142681340</id><published>2009-05-17T08:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:58:18.866-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preschool'/><title type='text'>Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles' 3 year old preschool class had class at the park last week.  The rain was threatening, but held off so they could enjoy their day.  At the end of the school day there was a group photo attempt.  Not too bad!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ShAXG80ytEI/AAAAAAAABVg/hEKQuq8itR0/s1600-h/IMG_0256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336790966608245826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ShAXG80ytEI/AAAAAAAABVg/hEKQuq8itR0/s320/IMG_0256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-5181342944142681340?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/5181342944142681340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/05/preschool.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5181342944142681340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5181342944142681340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/05/preschool.html' title='Preschool'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ShAXG80ytEI/AAAAAAAABVg/hEKQuq8itR0/s72-c/IMG_0256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-2745584188095854293</id><published>2009-05-17T08:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:50:47.536-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Oh James!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ShAVfIttzoI/AAAAAAAABVQ/fPrgnZoWZP0/s1600-h/IMG_0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336789183093395074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ShAVfIttzoI/AAAAAAAABVQ/fPrgnZoWZP0/s320/IMG_0263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, I picked the clothes, but did not intend the socks to be pulled up so high, and James INSISTED on the hat.  Then with that goofy front tooth peeking out, Ben and I decided he looks like an early 90's rapper...&lt;br /&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/6041433303989114143-2745584188095854293?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/2745584188095854293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-james.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2745584188095854293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2745584188095854293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-james.html' title='Oh James!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ShAVfIttzoI/AAAAAAAABVQ/fPrgnZoWZP0/s72-c/IMG_0263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-5443777143992427623</id><published>2009-05-17T08:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:46:24.307-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='park'/><title type='text'>Picnic at the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A couple  of weeks ago, on an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;incredibly&lt;/span&gt; beautiful day, we meet Grandpa Bob and Grandma Louise for a picnic.  We meet at an outdoor train museum, End of the Line, in Curry, MN.  The boys, especially Miles, had a great time climbing on the trains.  After that we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shetek&lt;/span&gt; State Park.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ShATMgk7OiI/AAAAAAAABVI/hkZbgSm_Cow/s1600-h/IMG_0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336786664058206754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ShATMgk7OiI/AAAAAAAABVI/hkZbgSm_Cow/s320/IMG_0221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles thought the fish wanted some rocks and sticks, so he spent quite a bit of time giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ShATMQJb6rI/AAAAAAAABVA/lXKjRcMbhKY/s1600-h/IMG_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336786659647941298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ShATMQJb6rI/AAAAAAAABVA/lXKjRcMbhKY/s320/IMG_0217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here the guys were "driving" the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ShATMd5e3GI/AAAAAAAABU4/S8nOT9O8ZP8/s1600-h/IMG_0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336786663339121762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ShATMd5e3GI/AAAAAAAABU4/S8nOT9O8ZP8/s320/IMG_0216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles was a little scared being up to high on the engine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ShATL3gpxBI/AAAAAAAABUw/bEenf69JI9U/s1600-h/IMG_0207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336786653034431506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ShATL3gpxBI/AAAAAAAABUw/bEenf69JI9U/s320/IMG_0207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But was just fine with the bison.  James on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;other hand&lt;/span&gt; was afraid of these statues and would not get near them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ShATLulhR2I/AAAAAAAABUo/knqZKTWgIno/s1600-h/IMG_0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336786650638927714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ShATLulhR2I/AAAAAAAABUo/knqZKTWgIno/s320/IMG_0202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was a great climbing tree, but Miles was a little nervous, so I just stuck him up there a snapped this one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-5443777143992427623?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/5443777143992427623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/05/picnic-at-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5443777143992427623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5443777143992427623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/05/picnic-at-park.html' title='Picnic at the Park'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ShATMgk7OiI/AAAAAAAABVI/hkZbgSm_Cow/s72-c/IMG_0221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-5655159495824164431</id><published>2009-05-10T22:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:50:54.922-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabric'/><title type='text'>ADDICT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I'll start on a good note!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I finished my bow tucks tote... minus the ties.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SgeYs6sT70I/AAAAAAAABUg/RWNOE1CfOTc/s1600-h/IMG_0248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334400181080420162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SgeYs6sT70I/AAAAAAAABUg/RWNOE1CfOTc/s320/IMG_0248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And a quick shot of the inside.  So exciting to finish something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SgeYgNSpicI/AAAAAAAABUY/If6gzYEBGt0/s1600-h/IMG_0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334399962734758338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SgeYgNSpicI/AAAAAAAABUY/If6gzYEBGt0/s320/IMG_0249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then I became an addict!  Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;I may need therapy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SgeYQBOiuyI/AAAAAAAABUQ/Df7ZjGN2Tos/s1600-h/IMG_0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334399684618402594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SgeYQBOiuyI/AAAAAAAABUQ/Df7ZjGN2Tos/s320/IMG_0246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have plans for these two lovelies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found a vintage bag pattern at a fabric store in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Brainerd&lt;/span&gt;.  Should be super easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SgeYPxvB-JI/AAAAAAAABUI/KgiMiNfMB3s/s1600-h/IMG_0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334399680459700370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SgeYPxvB-JI/AAAAAAAABUI/KgiMiNfMB3s/s320/IMG_0243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A kit for a pattern by &lt;a href="http://www.quiltedtreasures.net/"&gt;Mary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wilberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, "&lt;a href="http://webstore.quiltropolis.net/stores_app/Browse_Item_Details.asp?Shopper_id=2613510234582613&amp;amp;Store_id=624&amp;amp;page_id=23&amp;amp;Item_ID=1766"&gt;Just Showing Off&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SgeYPSQ3mHI/AAAAAAAABUA/W5e3We1zDU0/s1600-h/IMG_0245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334399672011692146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SgeYPSQ3mHI/AAAAAAAABUA/W5e3We1zDU0/s320/IMG_0245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Moda&lt;/span&gt; Wonderland by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Momo&lt;/span&gt; fabric!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SgeYPITZJbI/AAAAAAAABT4/b0RGnO_UOMk/s1600-h/IMG_0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334399669337925042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SgeYPITZJbI/AAAAAAAABT4/b0RGnO_UOMk/s320/IMG_0241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another cute kit from &lt;a href="http://www.quiltedtreasures.net/"&gt;Quilted Treasures&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SgeYO2N1XsI/AAAAAAAABTw/G-mN1iB37QY/s1600-h/IMG_0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334399664482770626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SgeYO2N1XsI/AAAAAAAABTw/G-mN1iB37QY/s320/IMG_0239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And some heavenly fabric from &lt;a href="http://annamariahorner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anna Maria &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Horner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!  I'm having trouble with these!  I just want to look at them... too scared to actually use it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if that isn't enough I have one other SECRET project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Soooo&lt;/span&gt;, I am not allowing myself to purchase anymore fabric until I have completed at least 3  projects!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-5655159495824164431?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/5655159495824164431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/05/addict.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5655159495824164431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5655159495824164431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/05/addict.html' title='ADDICT!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SgeYs6sT70I/AAAAAAAABUg/RWNOE1CfOTc/s72-c/IMG_0248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-7194702168240326742</id><published>2009-04-23T17:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T17:12:06.265-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Oh honestly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Notice anything different?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SfDlum7QFqI/AAAAAAAABTo/HsPXfDj0qHU/s1600-h/IMG_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328010948065105570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SfDlum7QFqI/AAAAAAAABTo/HsPXfDj0qHU/s320/IMG_0160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, James grin has changed a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SfDloFuy9zI/AAAAAAAABTg/ewJxBdCADA4/s1600-h/IMG_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328010836075280178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SfDloFuy9zI/AAAAAAAABTg/ewJxBdCADA4/s320/IMG_0161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was running at the park today and managed to fall face first into the sand.  Our poor babysitter, Kelly, thought he only cut his lip.  When I came home with lunch I thought his tooth had fallen out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SfDln3n4icI/AAAAAAAABTY/g4l5cVBQAAM/s1600-h/IMG_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328010832288188866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SfDln3n4icI/AAAAAAAABTY/g4l5cVBQAAM/s320/IMG_0162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nope, it's still in there.  Just got shoved back up into his gums.  The dentist said it probably still has good circulation and will live, and should eventually come back down.  But he may have a discoloration on his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;permanent&lt;/span&gt; tooth.  I still can't figure out how he managed to shove that tooth, and only that tooth, into his gums while falling in the sand.  This kid is something else!&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/6041433303989114143-7194702168240326742?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/7194702168240326742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-honestly.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/7194702168240326742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/7194702168240326742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-honestly.html' title='Oh honestly!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SfDlum7QFqI/AAAAAAAABTo/HsPXfDj0qHU/s72-c/IMG_0160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-4121435794236514010</id><published>2009-04-23T16:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T17:02:21.329-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><title type='text'>Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After an evening at the park we stopped at Cold Stone for some ice cream.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SfDksFN_loI/AAAAAAAABTQ/VmObzcGTL4Y/s1600-h/IMG_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328009805145544322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SfDksFN_loI/AAAAAAAABTQ/VmObzcGTL4Y/s320/IMG_0151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the way ice cream is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; to be eaten!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SfDklfKwF1I/AAAAAAAABTI/aBOGMbIMCt0/s1600-h/IMG_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328009691852183378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SfDklfKwF1I/AAAAAAAABTI/aBOGMbIMCt0/s320/IMG_0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting hungry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SfDklNjHhOI/AAAAAAAABTA/S3HSf7NwVMw/s1600-h/IMG_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328009687122543842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SfDklNjHhOI/AAAAAAAABTA/S3HSf7NwVMw/s320/IMG_0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh, Miles is a messy eater, but this is completely justified!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SfDkkxL2cnI/AAAAAAAABS4/HzNO2NKne8I/s1600-h/IMG_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328009679508763250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SfDkkxL2cnI/AAAAAAAABS4/HzNO2NKne8I/s320/IMG_0155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-4121435794236514010?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/4121435794236514010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/04/ice-cream.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4121435794236514010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4121435794236514010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/04/ice-cream.html' title='Ice Cream'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SfDksFN_loI/AAAAAAAABTQ/VmObzcGTL4Y/s72-c/IMG_0151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-302416576138969156</id><published>2009-04-19T21:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:35:18.028-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Attempted photo shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I attempted to take some photos of James, for his 2 year pictures.  Believe me, I was not relying on myself, I had Ana lined up.  These were as good as I could manage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are completely out of order.  After about 8 pictures this it how it ended...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SevdTp6l4HI/AAAAAAAABSw/g5o3aiKavK4/s1600-h/IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326594314034602098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SevdTp6l4HI/AAAAAAAABSw/g5o3aiKavK4/s320/IMG_0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep, this one has those throw down, roll, kick, and scream tantrums.  It's really kind of funny to see.  I think I'm pretty fortunate to find humor in tantrums.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SevdTa6atSI/AAAAAAAABSo/KHgWxutO8i4/s1600-h/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326594310007338274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SevdTa6atSI/AAAAAAAABSo/KHgWxutO8i4/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Probably not to convincing with the umbrella... sun shining in the background and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sevc11SALJI/AAAAAAAABSg/ejeaVu_EUDc/s1600-h/IMG_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326593801689509010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sevc11SALJI/AAAAAAAABSg/ejeaVu_EUDc/s320/IMG_0094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sevc1puNKPI/AAAAAAAABSY/XIoI0iqHviE/s1600-h/IMG_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326593798586575090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sevc1puNKPI/AAAAAAAABSY/XIoI0iqHviE/s320/IMG_0099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sevc1SS0HPI/AAAAAAAABSQ/HmQHrh5sAmc/s1600-h/IMG_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326593792297671922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sevc1SS0HPI/AAAAAAAABSQ/HmQHrh5sAmc/s320/IMG_0097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay I LOVE these last two!  Those two front peeking out of that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mischievous&lt;/span&gt; grin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To see the photo's Ana took click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/designsbyana"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-302416576138969156?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/302416576138969156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/04/attempted-photo-shoot.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/302416576138969156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/302416576138969156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/04/attempted-photo-shoot.html' title='Attempted photo shoot'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SevdTp6l4HI/AAAAAAAABSw/g5o3aiKavK4/s72-c/IMG_0107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-2257464559404469000</id><published>2009-04-19T21:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:22:03.864-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oliver'/><title type='text'>Oliver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh he's so cute!  I got some time with little Oliver Ankeny this weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SevbJ8SkhfI/AAAAAAAABSA/v0mZRkCnpoE/s1600-h/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326591948145067506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SevbJ8SkhfI/AAAAAAAABSA/v0mZRkCnpoE/s320/IMG_0113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ana walked up to the coffee shop and I was sure the little guy was going to be sleeping, but he was awake and bright eyed.  Which of course means he had to be held.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope no one else was wanting to hold him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SevbJh5abiI/AAAAAAAABR4/cePkJHtB3GQ/s1600-h/IMG_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326591941060226594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SevbJh5abiI/AAAAAAAABR4/cePkJHtB3GQ/s320/IMG_0109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ... he eventually got tired of listening to babble, and mom worked her magic and had him asleep within minutes!&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/6041433303989114143-2257464559404469000?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/2257464559404469000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/04/oliver.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2257464559404469000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2257464559404469000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/04/oliver.html' title='Oliver'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SevbJ8SkhfI/AAAAAAAABSA/v0mZRkCnpoE/s72-c/IMG_0113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-5114293675707587770</id><published>2009-04-15T17:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T17:21:30.192-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liz'/><title type='text'>Quiet Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boys are at Grandma and Grandpa's this week, and Ben has had meetings in the evenings, which leaves me with some quiet time.  I had big plans to clean the house, cook, and so on, but I've been relaxing and enjoying the alone time.  Well, Carver is here, and we've been LOVING the warmer weather, lots of walks and playing outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've finally been able to sit and read more!  I've been known to compromise sleep for a good book, and this one is no exception!&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51rIDCykX8L._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51rIDCykX8L._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *don't try to look inside, won't work*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kristina also introduced me to this one during our crafty weekend.  It's full of so many goodies I am itching to create!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51VM75SNVFL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51VM75SNVFL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is everyone else reading these days?  I like to have a few books lined up, so I love ideas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-5114293675707587770?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/5114293675707587770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/04/quiet-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5114293675707587770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5114293675707587770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/04/quiet-time.html' title='Quiet Time'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-6168228388135479617</id><published>2009-04-12T08:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T08:18:23.941-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SeHp1BehUsI/AAAAAAAABRw/lmykrdLFH74/s1600-h/IMG_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323793331667423938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SeHp1BehUsI/AAAAAAAABRw/lmykrdLFH74/s320/IMG_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SeHplgVLGTI/AAAAAAAABRo/wvuYxNjwpUI/s1600-h/IMG_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323793065071810866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SeHplgVLGTI/AAAAAAAABRo/wvuYxNjwpUI/s320/IMG_0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SeHoZU9pM8I/AAAAAAAABRI/NoJNe1ZcKog/s1600-h/IMG_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323791756350272450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SeHoZU9pM8I/AAAAAAAABRI/NoJNe1ZcKog/s320/IMG_0080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SeHoZh2YOkI/AAAAAAAABRQ/Ig7uApyI2Jc/s1600-h/IMG_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323791759809460802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SeHoZh2YOkI/AAAAAAAABRQ/Ig7uApyI2Jc/s320/IMG_0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SeHoZELTSfI/AAAAAAAABRA/pzs2vyvxRt0/s1600-h/IMG_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323791751844153842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SeHoZELTSfI/AAAAAAAABRA/pzs2vyvxRt0/s320/IMG_0079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-6168228388135479617?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/6168228388135479617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6168228388135479617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6168228388135479617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SeHp1BehUsI/AAAAAAAABRw/lmykrdLFH74/s72-c/IMG_0077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-3068800014108188860</id><published>2009-04-08T19:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T19:51:11.081-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrapbooking'/><title type='text'>Birthday Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went on a little crafty retreat last weekend, which also happened to be my birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I left Ben with a sick (but almost better) James, and a healthy Miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ben's parents came up, Louise had a reunion to go to, so it really was Grandpa Bob, Ben, and the boys.  Ben had a TON of catching up to do at work, so Grandpa got a lot of time with the boys.  But I'm not sure what was going on when I was gone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sd1CVfsjSgI/AAAAAAAABQo/jg4yQhLx6JU/s1600-h/IMG_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322483271674841602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sd1CVfsjSgI/AAAAAAAABQo/jg4yQhLx6JU/s320/IMG_0061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles  seemed to have learned it was much more fun to color on things other than paper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It may not be easy to see, but that's purple marker on his face.  I also found crayon on the built in cabinets in the living room.  Miles told on himself, Grandpa was in James room at the time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kristinawilberg.typepad.com/"&gt;Kristina&lt;/a&gt; and I had a great weekend of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt;!  We laid out our paper all over the living... to make it easier to see what we had.  I wish I had taken a photo!  Although if I did I wouldn't post it.  If our husbands saw they would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; send us to rehab!  Here's some of the things I worked on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sd1CBe5XnVI/AAAAAAAABQg/WZ4AoQXCiWI/s1600-h/IMG_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322482927862783314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sd1CBe5XnVI/AAAAAAAABQg/WZ4AoQXCiWI/s320/IMG_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was an easy way to use up the "extra" letters I had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sd1CAxygyQI/AAAAAAAABQY/dlqZzbsYluM/s1600-h/IMG_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322482915754428674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sd1CAxygyQI/AAAAAAAABQY/dlqZzbsYluM/s320/IMG_0071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sd1CAvdCVkI/AAAAAAAABQQ/PbmSvvTtiQ4/s1600-h/IMG_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322482915127481922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sd1CAvdCVkI/AAAAAAAABQQ/PbmSvvTtiQ4/s320/IMG_0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sd1Bh6k-uZI/AAAAAAAABQA/9s-DkuHQLKI/s1600-h/IMG_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322482385537644946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sd1Bh6k-uZI/AAAAAAAABQA/9s-DkuHQLKI/s320/IMG_0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kristina helped me put the binding on Miles' quilt (4 years ago I bought fabric for this blanket)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sd1Bhiuz7UI/AAAAAAAABP4/vB2JKJe-bvE/s1600-h/IMG_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322482379136429378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sd1Bhiuz7UI/AAAAAAAABP4/vB2JKJe-bvE/s320/IMG_0065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And she gave me instruction on this easy blanket for James!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sd1BhvQ5yfI/AAAAAAAABPw/0AJ6A-7tMiI/s1600-h/IMG_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322482382500645362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sd1BhvQ5yfI/AAAAAAAABPw/0AJ6A-7tMiI/s320/IMG_0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And when I got home, this adorable card was waiting for me from Ben's aunt Jeanine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very post worthy, thank you Jeanine!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-3068800014108188860?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/3068800014108188860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/04/birthday-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/3068800014108188860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/3068800014108188860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/04/birthday-weekend.html' title='Birthday Weekend'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sd1CVfsjSgI/AAAAAAAABQo/jg4yQhLx6JU/s72-c/IMG_0061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-141321936913372993</id><published>2009-03-30T18:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T19:05:08.217-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><title type='text'>Grow A Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boys got these from my parents a couple weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SdFco3ZCNFI/AAAAAAAABPo/ZMqIq2QcNrQ/s1600-h/IMG_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319134492034741330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SdFco3ZCNFI/AAAAAAAABPo/ZMqIq2QcNrQ/s320/IMG_0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They've already had one haircut!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SdFcoibW7gI/AAAAAAAABPg/MR7vW2hsA0Q/s1600-h/IMG_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319134486407343618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SdFcoibW7gI/AAAAAAAABPg/MR7vW2hsA0Q/s320/IMG_0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And are just about due for another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SdFcoEMSwYI/AAAAAAAABPY/fIfMmM2jLkw/s1600-h/IMG_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319134478291091842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SdFcoEMSwYI/AAAAAAAABPY/fIfMmM2jLkw/s320/IMG_0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The heads have a thick string that hangs down into the water, so you don't have to remember to water them daily.  Very east for kids (and parents)!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-141321936913372993?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/141321936913372993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/03/grow-head.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/141321936913372993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/141321936913372993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/03/grow-head.html' title='Grow A Head'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SdFco3ZCNFI/AAAAAAAABPo/ZMqIq2QcNrQ/s72-c/IMG_0059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-7163689595803545225</id><published>2009-03-29T17:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:57:16.880-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Well enough and Warm enough!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boys were finally well enough to play outside for a little while today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And thankfully is was warm enough as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sc_6MvLim5I/AAAAAAAABPQ/LRZeGzS0y30/s1600-h/IMG_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318744781678091154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sc_6MvLim5I/AAAAAAAABPQ/LRZeGzS0y30/s320/IMG_0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles' appetite is back!  I'm not sure how much weight he lost, but his jeans got pretty loose!  Almost 2 weeks of picking at food, 5 days of an upset stomach, and 3 days of fever!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sc_6MOXM2QI/AAAAAAAABPI/6JzhNgRo_oM/s1600-h/IMG_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318744772868626690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sc_6MOXM2QI/AAAAAAAABPI/6JzhNgRo_oM/s320/IMG_0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But he's just announced that his tummy is growling and he's REALLY hungry for supper!  YIPPEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sc_6MFK-0DI/AAAAAAAABPA/q6x3QjoZA3w/s1600-h/IMG_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318744770401456178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sc_6MFK-0DI/AAAAAAAABPA/q6x3QjoZA3w/s320/IMG_0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; James only had 2 days of fever, and about a week of not much food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sc_6LhdTezI/AAAAAAAABO4/w48FF80Y9Ow/s1600-h/IMG_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318744760814631730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sc_6LhdTezI/AAAAAAAABO4/w48FF80Y9Ow/s320/IMG_0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's also battleing a runny nose.  He even got weepy, mattery eyes, which would have resulted in an ear infection also, but I haven't noticed any drainage.  I LOVE those tubes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sc_6LU_CexI/AAAAAAAABOw/RB0Dpf_zQy0/s1600-h/IMG_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318744757466462994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sc_6LU_CexI/AAAAAAAABOw/RB0Dpf_zQy0/s320/IMG_0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are looking forward to some warmer spring weather!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm looking forward to weekend retreat!  I plan on finally finishing Miles' quilt, making James a little blanket, and a whole lot of scrapbooking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-7163689595803545225?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/7163689595803545225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-enough-and-warm-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/7163689595803545225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/7163689595803545225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-enough-and-warm-enough.html' title='Well enough and Warm enough!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sc_6MvLim5I/AAAAAAAABPQ/LRZeGzS0y30/s72-c/IMG_0049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-7478092545544057219</id><published>2009-03-24T09:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:48:28.488-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liz'/><title type='text'>Photography by Ben</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ben took the following photos...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ScjuxDyJb5I/AAAAAAAABOo/kDAs6kkXuGo/s1600-h/IMG_9893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316761886707511186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ScjuxDyJb5I/AAAAAAAABOo/kDAs6kkXuGo/s320/IMG_9893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles was talking to Grandma Mary...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ScjuxD_UdEI/AAAAAAAABOg/op8JZok-OHg/s1600-h/IMG_9891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316761886762759234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ScjuxD_UdEI/AAAAAAAABOg/op8JZok-OHg/s320/IMG_9891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...very serious business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ScjuczXrDjI/AAAAAAAABOU/JPwKvz7APfQ/s1600-h/IMG_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316761538704117298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ScjuczXrDjI/AAAAAAAABOU/JPwKvz7APfQ/s320/IMG_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm home today with a sick Miles. He was complaining of a stomach ache last night and has a fever.  This morning he was laying on the sofa moaning!!  Poor guy! (This photo was taken about a week ago... I don't want whatever he's got!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ScjucoNIdbI/AAAAAAAABOM/3liPSq9RESw/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316761535707116978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ScjucoNIdbI/AAAAAAAABOM/3liPSq9RESw/s320/IMG_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's finally sitting up, his fever has gone down, and he had a snack, so I'm hoping for a good night tonight!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ScjucZGNFOI/AAAAAAAABOE/6C9SwyDMRdc/s1600-h/IMG_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316761531651527906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ScjucZGNFOI/AAAAAAAABOE/6C9SwyDMRdc/s320/IMG_0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Other than this recent little stomach bug we've been doing well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;James had another hearing screen and PASSED!! Yippee!  They said it can take about 3 months for him to learn the sounds he had been missing.  We've already noticed a huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;improvement&lt;/span&gt; with his speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ScjuaAvKoPI/AAAAAAAABN8/zihQDfU8TAA/s1600-h/IMG_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316761490752708850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ScjuaAvKoPI/AAAAAAAABN8/zihQDfU8TAA/s320/IMG_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And not so little Carver is now undergoing "intensive" leash training.  He's already starting to pull the leash during walks, so I tried a gentle leader for the first time yesterday.  He is not a fan!  He worked very hard trying to get it off, then went crazy when we attempted to walk around the house.  True to his breed, he's bull headed!  Stubborn to the core, it's going to take work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a crafty weekend coming up in April so I'll be sure to post my creations!  I have goals set, so stay tuned!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm so excited for Ana's baby to arrive!!  Sounds like he'll be making his arrival VERY soon!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-7478092545544057219?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/7478092545544057219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/03/photography-by-ben.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/7478092545544057219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/7478092545544057219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/03/photography-by-ben.html' title='Photography by Ben'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ScjuxDyJb5I/AAAAAAAABOo/kDAs6kkXuGo/s72-c/IMG_9893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-3714017228546222534</id><published>2009-03-16T20:11:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:43:32.136-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olde English Bulldog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Finally Some Warmer Weather!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We finally got some warmer weather and the boys were able to go outside!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sb755dDIoJI/AAAAAAAABNs/CQYYFYEmJOY/s1600-h/IMG_9889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313959375789400210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sb755dDIoJI/AAAAAAAABNs/CQYYFYEmJOY/s320/IMG_9889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know it's blurry, but it's also priceless!  It's a true boy photo... a dirt booger!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sb755P-yXJI/AAAAAAAABNk/_ReyaheHZg8/s1600-h/IMG_9852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313959372281502866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sb755P-yXJI/AAAAAAAABNk/_ReyaheHZg8/s320/IMG_9852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have a feeling we'll spend tons of time outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sb75585gGdI/AAAAAAAABN0/XuixmIPxm2Y/s1600-h/IMG_9838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313959384338930130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sb75585gGdI/AAAAAAAABN0/XuixmIPxm2Y/s320/IMG_9838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carver is NOT an outdoor loving dog yet.  He LOVES his kennel (in the house).  I thought he might like the warmer day, but not so much.  He is getting bigger!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sb754948bCI/AAAAAAAABNc/B9OL1jzkolE/s1600-h/IMG_9865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313959367425158178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sb754948bCI/AAAAAAAABNc/B9OL1jzkolE/s320/IMG_9865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's pretty muddy yet, so the boys had boots on.  Miles was pretending to go sledding, he says he LOVES when it's cold outside.  I believe he has a future in Alaska! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sb75RhGuAeI/AAAAAAAABNE/xufCCyTHsS0/s1600-h/IMG_9816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313958689683407330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sb75RhGuAeI/AAAAAAAABNE/xufCCyTHsS0/s320/IMG_9816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Like those Arizona tees?  Grandpa Bob and Grandma Louise brought them back from their month there.  Sadly they have decided to spend 3 months there next year.  They purchased a trailer.  I'm not sure what we'll do without them!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And seriously, could these guys smile a little harder??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sb75RIXwK8I/AAAAAAAABM8/JZbuWs3LHIA/s1600-h/IMG_9835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313958683043965890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sb75RIXwK8I/AAAAAAAABM8/JZbuWs3LHIA/s320/IMG_9835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This guy is not easy to get photos of.  He seems to go completely deaf when I attempt to get him to look my way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sb75R4pdFTI/AAAAAAAABNM/DB4t95mnu1U/s1600-h/IMG_9826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313958696003114290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sb75R4pdFTI/AAAAAAAABNM/DB4t95mnu1U/s320/IMG_9826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor Miles wasn't feeling to hot Sunday evening.  It may be the first time he's refuse a cheeseburger!  He said he had a cut in his tummy.  And a little fever.  But is better today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-3714017228546222534?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/3714017228546222534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-some-warmer-weather.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/3714017228546222534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/3714017228546222534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-some-warmer-weather.html' title='Finally Some Warmer Weather!!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/Sb755dDIoJI/AAAAAAAABNs/CQYYFYEmJOY/s72-c/IMG_9889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-945805464279021749</id><published>2009-03-14T22:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:29:54.056-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sweet James!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313247268881499122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbxyPYF_A_I/AAAAAAAABMs/NCHBpRtHRLc/s320/IMG_9799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Well, my baby turned 2 today! &lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a little party with the Grandparents and Ben's cousin, Jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbxyDe3AHEI/AAAAAAAABME/PPvhtBWCAXo/s1600-h/IMG_9792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313247064539274306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbxyDe3AHEI/AAAAAAAABME/PPvhtBWCAXo/s320/IMG_9792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before supper, he climbed into his chair and just smiled at his presents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbxyEcTAuuI/AAAAAAAABMk/qG7JLeYJD_M/s1600-h/IMG_9813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313247081031318242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbxyEcTAuuI/AAAAAAAABMk/qG7JLeYJD_M/s320/IMG_9813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And he finally got his big boy bed!  He slept there for a nap and bedtime with no problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbxyEawmJ-I/AAAAAAAABMc/Ye59pP5bByc/s1600-h/IMG_9801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313247080618534882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbxyEawmJ-I/AAAAAAAABMc/Ye59pP5bByc/s320/IMG_9801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Food is always a hit with James, so of course cake made him happy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Blue's Clues cake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbxyD97xDCI/AAAAAAAABMM/ZZ2EvhKZ3zY/s1600-h/IMG_9794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313247072880757794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbxyD97xDCI/AAAAAAAABMM/ZZ2EvhKZ3zY/s320/IMG_9794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He did VERY well sharing all his new toys with Miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbxxX1llzjI/AAAAAAAABL8/62NbJ8xRWcw/s1600-h/IMG_9782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313246314726018610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbxxX1llzjI/AAAAAAAABL8/62NbJ8xRWcw/s320/IMG_9782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little ducky guy!  This towel is the only way to avoid an ear piercing scream when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bath time&lt;/span&gt; ends.  He runs around quacking!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbxxXopv68I/AAAAAAAABL0/0OzdDTGLiOo/s1600-h/IMG_9781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313246311253797826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbxxXopv68I/AAAAAAAABL0/0OzdDTGLiOo/s320/IMG_9781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cheesy&lt;/span&gt; bathtub smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbxxW1KB9HI/AAAAAAAABLs/fqQ0B2O6-GY/s1600-h/IMG_9780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313246297430553714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbxxW1KB9HI/AAAAAAAABLs/fqQ0B2O6-GY/s320/IMG_9780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know this is only the beginning of feeling like the boys are growing too fast, and I'll say it a million times...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...it seems like yesterday he was a little "blob" on the floor and I was watching Miles so closely afraid he would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; fall on him!  And anxious for the day they would play together!  And they finally do!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-945805464279021749?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/945805464279021749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-sweet-james.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/945805464279021749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/945805464279021749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-sweet-james.html' title='Happy Birthday Sweet James!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbxyPYF_A_I/AAAAAAAABMs/NCHBpRtHRLc/s72-c/IMG_9799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-6867216212426005995</id><published>2009-03-08T21:14:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:24:23.445-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute goodies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olde English Bulldog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Whoa, too much energy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are so many things going on, so much I'd like to do, just not enough hours in the day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The ever creative &lt;a href="http://kristinawilberg.typepad.com/sewdomestic/"&gt;Kristina&lt;/a&gt; is going to be teaching some lucky people how to make these cuties!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I SO wish I lived closer so I could attend!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If anyone lives in near the Twin Cities check out this &lt;a href="http://www.quiltedtreasures.net/"&gt;store&lt;/a&gt; and sign up for some classes!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kristinawilberg.typepad.com/.a/6a00e54fb19a1f8834011168a7c747970c-800wi"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 364px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://kristinawilberg.typepad.com/.a/6a00e54fb19a1f8834011168a7c747970c-800wi" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I would LOVE to create a boy version of this!!  Plus the little monster are adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allpeoplequilt.com/images/img_kids-quilts_8lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 540px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 456px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.allpeoplequilt.com/images/img_kids-quilts_8lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Honestly, people who can whip out quilts are amazing!  These are so beautiful!  Can you tell I have a crafty itch that needs scratching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allpeoplequilt.com/images/img_co-spring-09lg_ss5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 540px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 719px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.allpeoplequilt.com/images/img_co-spring-09lg_ss5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meanwhile, maybe you can get a giggle from these photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbR8N1ub_7I/AAAAAAAABLk/uJpTWf2aC_g/s1600-h/IMG_9760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311006437778653106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbR8N1ub_7I/AAAAAAAABLk/uJpTWf2aC_g/s320/IMG_9760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Why is it the 3 1/2 year old looks like this after eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbR8GEZC8rI/AAAAAAAABLc/8_imaHjFhSI/s1600-h/IMG_9763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311006304276509362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbR8GEZC8rI/AAAAAAAABLc/8_imaHjFhSI/s320/IMG_9763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the almost 2 year old stays clean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbR75x4m3_I/AAAAAAAABLU/Y9-zRwF5_DE/s1600-h/IMG_9764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311006093150183410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbR75x4m3_I/AAAAAAAABLU/Y9-zRwF5_DE/s320/IMG_9764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also thought I was due to post some pics of Carver!  He's growing quickly!  This was the best shot I could get.   Here's a couple of my other attempts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbR7x5PFaWI/AAAAAAAABLM/7sKrHh2FqK8/s1600-h/IMG_9768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311005957684554082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbR7x5PFaWI/AAAAAAAABLM/7sKrHh2FqK8/s320/IMG_9768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He really wasn't interested in posing for photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbR7xvpldMI/AAAAAAAABLE/CUv3nMLggEk/s1600-h/IMG_9769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311005955111351490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbR7xvpldMI/AAAAAAAABLE/CUv3nMLggEk/s320/IMG_9769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uh huh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few other things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little James will be moving on to a big boy next weekend when he turns 2!!  We've been talking to him about it, which he is VERY excited about.  So tonight when we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rearranged&lt;/span&gt; Miles' room, he thought Miles' bed was his new bed.  Oh boy, the tantrum was earth shattering!  So I introduced him to his new quilt and that calmed him down enough to hear us explain his bed was coming soon.  At least we don't have to worry about him not wanting the new bed!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally Miles' nightmare!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week he woke up a couple of times crying.  The next morning Ben asked him if he remembered his dream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miles: "There was a giant camel and a giant cat."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben:  "A giant camel and a giant cat?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miles:  "Yes, and they were calling me cookie."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben  "Did they want to eat you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miles:  "Yes, and I hid in the bathtub."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we would have woken up scared a few times too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-6867216212426005995?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/6867216212426005995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/03/whoa-too-much-energy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6867216212426005995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6867216212426005995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/03/whoa-too-much-energy.html' title='Whoa, too much energy!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SbR8N1ub_7I/AAAAAAAABLk/uJpTWf2aC_g/s72-c/IMG_9760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-8263709821870539532</id><published>2009-03-01T20:12:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:32:08.101-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute goodies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty stuff'/><title type='text'>Diaper Cake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sweet friend Ana will be having her first baby soon, and this past weekend we had a little baby shower for her. I've seen photos of diaper cakes, but thought it'd be fun to attempt one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SatCE8FAgiI/AAAAAAAABK8/THlMRks0SYM/s1600-h/IMG_9732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308409238400303650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SatCE8FAgiI/AAAAAAAABK8/THlMRks0SYM/s320/IMG_9732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I did a little research. I used rubber bands to secure the rolled diapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SatCEt9DawI/AAAAAAAABK0/z1m7Ir4n6vw/s1600-h/IMG_9733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308409234608843522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SatCEt9DawI/AAAAAAAABK0/z1m7Ir4n6vw/s320/IMG_9733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A simple platter and a bottle of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;champagne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (for mom and dad to toast to the new baby once he's arrived).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SatBt-1_64I/AAAAAAAABKs/uId9mWqJDh4/s1600-h/IMG_9735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308408844005665666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SatBt-1_64I/AAAAAAAABKs/uId9mWqJDh4/s320/IMG_9735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I used a giant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rubber band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to hold the diapers in place around the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SatBtkOGIVI/AAAAAAAABKk/t7bGqEkPMGk/s1600-h/IMG_9738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308408836858978642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SatBtkOGIVI/AAAAAAAABKk/t7bGqEkPMGk/s320/IMG_9738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bottom and second layers were size 1 diapers, the top were newborn. I'm sure you can use all of one or the other though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SatA-6tk4aI/AAAAAAAABKc/tN9uVZGTXCE/s1600-h/IMG_9739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308408035442745762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SatA-6tk4aI/AAAAAAAABKc/tN9uVZGTXCE/s320/IMG_9739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found some 4 inch wide satin ribbon to wrap around each layer which I secured with pins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SatA-vXuMaI/AAAAAAAABKU/Lw1sVjSyAa4/s1600-h/IMG_9740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308408032398291362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SatA-vXuMaI/AAAAAAAABKU/Lw1sVjSyAa4/s320/IMG_9740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tried hiding the diapers completely with paper between the layers (you can see that didn't work too well). And my husband said, "it's a diaper cake... aren't you supposed to SEE the diapers??" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, yea, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SatA-IFr00I/AAAAAAAABKM/Ekb0lEDCA_M/s1600-h/IMG_9742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308408021853655874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SatA-IFr00I/AAAAAAAABKM/Ekb0lEDCA_M/s320/IMG_9742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I removed the paper, added the bright green polka dot ribbon, and topped it off with a baby teething toy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both boys were pretty excited. Miles thought it looked "yummy" until he found out it was made out of diapers. And James really wanted the toy on the top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Update~ James' ear surgery went well! The doctor came out and told us everything went well just 10 minutes after they took him back! So a VERY quick procedure! He had a quiet wake up, and by supper time was banging on pots and pans again! So no sound sensitivity! We got them done just in time for his doctor to go on maternity leave!! He'll have a follow up appointment in a couple of weeks to check the tubes. I'll also be scheduling an audiology consult to check his hearing again. I have a ton of questions about his speech... where he should be, what sounds he's missing, what exercises I can do with him to help...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-8263709821870539532?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/8263709821870539532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/03/diaper-cake.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8263709821870539532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8263709821870539532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/03/diaper-cake.html' title='Diaper Cake!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SatCE8FAgiI/AAAAAAAABK8/THlMRks0SYM/s72-c/IMG_9732.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-4936845977772520274</id><published>2009-02-22T16:00:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T16:30:35.655-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olde English Bulldog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Tubes, teething, and play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;James went to see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ENT&lt;/span&gt; on Friday.  Before we was her, the audiologist came in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...first he used a machine to test his eardrum (I believe it blows air into his ears, then measures then movement), no movement means fluid behind it.  So of course James' were flat.  Then he put us in a sound proof box and did a hearing screen.  I always wondered how they tested kids' hearing!  So there was a speaker in each corner with a little pig on top.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; James respond to the sound the pig would shake a bell as a reward.  So we quickly learned James isn't hearing well.  Similar to how we would hear if we had foam earplugs in our ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SaHMsaRjqKI/AAAAAAAABKE/6r12AIDVx34/s1600-h/IMG_9666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305746899358427298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SaHMsaRjqKI/AAAAAAAABKE/6r12AIDVx34/s320/IMG_9666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I feel so bad!  I knew he wasn't hearing well when he had ear infections, but he doesn't have an ear infection right now, just fluid in the ear.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ENT&lt;/span&gt; looked at his history and thinks he's probably had fluid in them since his first ear infection (Nov 2007).  No wonder his speech is so unclear!  So James is scheduled to get ear tubes on Tuesday morning.  I'm floored!  I thought I was going to have to fight to get them, then have to wait weeks, so this was much quicker than anticipated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I'm nervous, first for no eating or drinking after midnight before the surgery (James wakes up requesting juice, he is NOT going to be happy Tuesday morning), then his hearing sensitivity after the surgery (neither James or Miles are quite kids, so there will be tears).  I feel pretty confident the surgery itself will go well. It only lasts 5-10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SaHL1rFz4qI/AAAAAAAABJs/UrnnXzHYEyg/s1600-h/IMG_9716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305745958979756706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SaHL1rFz4qI/AAAAAAAABJs/UrnnXzHYEyg/s320/IMG_9716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys have quickly learned how they can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;play&lt;/span&gt; with the puppy.  And it's not like this photo.  Carver is teething and VERY willing to mouth anything/anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SaHL1Qa9BQI/AAAAAAAABJk/r7jCYKYzn0g/s1600-h/IMG_9717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305745951820678402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SaHL1Qa9BQI/AAAAAAAABJk/r7jCYKYzn0g/s320/IMG_9717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Except when he's wearing his sweatshirt!!  He gets cold outside.  He's only outside to go potty, but he's shivering by the time he comes in.  Lately he actually stays in his kennel to try to avoid going out!&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/6041433303989114143-4936845977772520274?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/4936845977772520274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/02/tubes-teething-and-play.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4936845977772520274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4936845977772520274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/02/tubes-teething-and-play.html' title='Tubes, teething, and play'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SaHMsaRjqKI/AAAAAAAABKE/6r12AIDVx34/s72-c/IMG_9666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-1692705189473281525</id><published>2009-02-15T08:13:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:43:58.894-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olde English Bulldog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A New Little Martig</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Guess What!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZgkX51IRpI/AAAAAAAABJc/mXe3mzN6lKI/s1600-h/IMG_9710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303028554308011666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZgkX51IRpI/AAAAAAAABJc/mXe3mzN6lKI/s320/IMG_9710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have a new addition to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Martig&lt;/span&gt; family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meet Carver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZgkKP9CyMI/AAAAAAAABJM/qsi7vNVSl_U/s1600-h/IMG_9704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303028319728617666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZgkKP9CyMI/AAAAAAAABJM/qsi7vNVSl_U/s320/IMG_9704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carver is a 7 week old, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Olde&lt;/span&gt; English &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bulldogg&lt;/span&gt;, that came to us this Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZgkKS1dtyI/AAAAAAAABJU/d2CoFLh8pVQ/s1600-h/IMG_9695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303028320502134562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZgkKS1dtyI/AAAAAAAABJU/d2CoFLh8pVQ/s320/IMG_9695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles picked the name, here's how that came about...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles: Daddy, I'm going to name my puppy The Woodcarver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy: Miles, we're not getting a puppy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy: The Woodcarver?? Oh, you mean if you had a puppy you'd name him Eli, like Eli the woodcarver in your book?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles: No Mommy, The Woodcarver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles: Daddy, I want a puppy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy: How about a pig?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles: Pigs are stinky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy: Dogs are stinky too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles: No Daddy, you can give them a bath!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy: What would you name a puppy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ummm&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ablfambl&lt;/span&gt; (some random random sound).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy: That's a hard name to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles: (after pondering a while) Oh, how about The Woodcarver?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy: That kind of a long name for a little puppy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles: Oh... well how about Carver?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy and Mommy: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(after pick-up in the car)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy: How about, Felix?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles: No Daddy, his name is Carver! Carver Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Martig&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy: How about Flash?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles: No Mommy!!!! He's Carver... Carver Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Martig&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it's been Carver ever since (which has only been one night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZgjzvwDDlI/AAAAAAAABJE/4yJxkCbf0SM/s1600-h/IMG_9707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303027933127052882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZgjzvwDDlI/AAAAAAAABJE/4yJxkCbf0SM/s320/IMG_9707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carver has had an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;incredibly&lt;/span&gt; smooth transition so far. He slept most of the ride home, went potty outside before we brought him in the house, and even Squeak seemed friendly.&lt;br /&gt;Although we quickly realized it wasn't Carver that Squeak was interested in, it was his food. They sniffed each other, but Squeak eventually made his way over to the dog food, and when the puppy tried to sniff him again, the cat took a swipe at him (he's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;declawed&lt;/span&gt;), and scared poor Carver pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZgjzYfir7I/AAAAAAAABI8/oOwsTZQLK9Q/s1600-h/IMG_9701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303027926883807154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZgjzYfir7I/AAAAAAAABI8/oOwsTZQLK9Q/s320/IMG_9701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night Carver went potty outside before we went to bed, we all slept until 3:00 am (when my alarm went off to let Carver out), he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pottied&lt;/span&gt; again, outside, even pooed (4 times!!), then went back to sleep until 7:15, when I got up to take him out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZgjzB0Y-iI/AAAAAAAABI0/o6wgxJE0xk8/s1600-h/IMG_9692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303027920797235746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZgjzB0Y-iI/AAAAAAAABI0/o6wgxJE0xk8/s320/IMG_9692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loves his crate. Came out this morning to eat and play for a while, and is napping again. Squeak doesn't seem too bothered by him, but the puppy hasn't shown any interest in him, yet. I have a feeling Squeak will enjoy having the boys' attention elsewhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-1692705189473281525?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/1692705189473281525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-little-martig.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1692705189473281525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1692705189473281525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-little-martig.html' title='A New Little Martig'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZgkX51IRpI/AAAAAAAABJc/mXe3mzN6lKI/s72-c/IMG_9710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-3071804543856889804</id><published>2009-02-11T19:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T20:23:11.925-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Temper...Temper...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's photos/times like these that help me forget the tantrums that have been frequenting our house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZOCsAcDdEI/AAAAAAAABIs/QcF34Znp71k/s1600-h/IMG_9675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301724878888727618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZOCsAcDdEI/AAAAAAAABIs/QcF34Znp71k/s320/IMG_9675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles had a Valentine's Day party at school yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZOCrzP6TkI/AAAAAAAABIk/LeIUUomdUeU/s1600-h/IMG_9676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301724875348135490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZOCrzP6TkI/AAAAAAAABIk/LeIUUomdUeU/s320/IMG_9676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is becoming quite the big boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZOCry53wXI/AAAAAAAABIc/OCW7GEKGVo8/s1600-h/IMG_9679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301724875255693682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZOCry53wXI/AAAAAAAABIc/OCW7GEKGVo8/s320/IMG_9679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously, you can't look at this photo and not smile!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZOCHYezURI/AAAAAAAABIU/cHS1kzDHuUg/s1600-h/IMG_9663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301724249687544082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZOCHYezURI/AAAAAAAABIU/cHS1kzDHuUg/s320/IMG_9663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really think he has that ROCK STAR look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZOCHK3dvsI/AAAAAAAABIE/Tbkj-aSj-b8/s1600-h/IMG_9661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301724246032891586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZOCHK3dvsI/AAAAAAAABIE/Tbkj-aSj-b8/s320/IMG_9661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; James has become &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;choosy&lt;/span&gt; about which hat and scarf he wears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe this was his "dress rehearsal" because ever since this day he picks a new hat to wear to daycare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZOCHRoD1wI/AAAAAAAABIM/fomwNJLhtGQ/s1600-h/IMG_9662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301724247847327490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZOCHRoD1wI/AAAAAAAABIM/fomwNJLhtGQ/s320/IMG_9662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday he wore a baseball hat.  Not very practical for keeping ears warm, but it was a warmer day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZOCG_BJmRI/AAAAAAAABH8/B6BQSMsAkTM/s1600-h/IMG_9651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301724242852288786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZOCG_BJmRI/AAAAAAAABH8/B6BQSMsAkTM/s320/IMG_9651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's also a Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PotatoHead&lt;/span&gt; fan.  He even tried on one of his noses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-3071804543856889804?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/3071804543856889804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/02/tempertemper.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/3071804543856889804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/3071804543856889804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/02/tempertemper.html' title='Temper...Temper...'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SZOCsAcDdEI/AAAAAAAABIs/QcF34Znp71k/s72-c/IMG_9675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-8937370711159432907</id><published>2009-01-21T20:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:44:07.114-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Christmas Shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some random shots from Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXfZw_V4bvI/AAAAAAAABHE/mNsE_Don234/s1600-h/IMG_9568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293939322657468146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXfZw_V4bvI/AAAAAAAABHE/mNsE_Don234/s320/IMG_9568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; James rocking with Grandpa Paul!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXfZyJP2fcI/AAAAAAAABHc/ZESoQdHPeDY/s1600-h/IMG_9470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293939342496398786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXfZyJP2fcI/AAAAAAAABHc/ZESoQdHPeDY/s320/IMG_9470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas with Grandma Louise and Grandpa Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXfZx8GRkOI/AAAAAAAABHU/PQLgE0ZGJVA/s1600-h/IMG_9562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293939338966569186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXfZx8GRkOI/AAAAAAAABHU/PQLgE0ZGJVA/s320/IMG_9562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys got a video camera and microphones that hook up to the TV... oh and it plays music, pretty fun... and funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXfZxTwgfAI/AAAAAAAABHM/hFui-eA7m_M/s1600-h/IMG_9551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293939328137853954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXfZxTwgfAI/AAAAAAAABHM/hFui-eA7m_M/s320/IMG_9551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This poor guy just stood at the window while we opened gifts... kind of felt bad we didn't invite him in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXfZwbs495I/AAAAAAAABG8/hfgluksJ78o/s1600-h/IMG_9567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293939313090295698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXfZwbs495I/AAAAAAAABG8/hfgluksJ78o/s320/IMG_9567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And James had to try to eat an ornament of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-8937370711159432907?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/8937370711159432907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-shots.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8937370711159432907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8937370711159432907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-shots.html' title='Christmas Shots'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXfZw_V4bvI/AAAAAAAABHE/mNsE_Don234/s72-c/IMG_9568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-224749950737562183</id><published>2009-01-20T07:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T08:06:03.359-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><title type='text'>Just a little snow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;These photos were taken the weekend before Christmas in Blue Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles claims he likes the cold, crazy kid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXXZQ1Q5S1I/AAAAAAAABG0/-3SKBGrMTLM/s1600-h/IMG_9507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293375820242963282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXXZQ1Q5S1I/AAAAAAAABG0/-3SKBGrMTLM/s320/IMG_9507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The HUGE snowbank he was on was pretty fluffy still, so he kept sinking down.  At some point he tipped over, put out his arms and his arms sunk in, putting his face right in the snow.  He could move until mom ran out to the rescue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXXZQtW-XXI/AAAAAAAABGs/CbWgmyZHR8o/s1600-h/IMG_9501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293375818120977778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXXZQtW-XXI/AAAAAAAABGs/CbWgmyZHR8o/s320/IMG_9501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But even after that he still didn't want to come in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXXZQUswHQI/AAAAAAAABGk/E-ZDp_q3phE/s1600-h/IMG_9504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293375811501432066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXXZQUswHQI/AAAAAAAABGk/E-ZDp_q3phE/s320/IMG_9504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This photo shows how high that snowbank was!  Crazy Minnesota winters!  And there has been a TON more since!&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/6041433303989114143-224749950737562183?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/224749950737562183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-little-snow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/224749950737562183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/224749950737562183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-little-snow.html' title='Just a little snow...'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXXZQ1Q5S1I/AAAAAAAABG0/-3SKBGrMTLM/s72-c/IMG_9507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-2328284899030699309</id><published>2009-01-18T12:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T13:06:06.740-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><title type='text'>Future American Idol?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ben and I LOVE watching American Idol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We usually only watch up until they get to the top 20 or so.  Our favorite part is the auditions.  We frequently wonder why those parents lie to their kids about how well they can sing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXN7a4iA1-I/AAAAAAAABGc/np6ZnCv2eC0/s1600-h/IMG_9631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292709688872327138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXN7a4iA1-I/AAAAAAAABGc/np6ZnCv2eC0/s320/IMG_9631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And now I know!  It's because before they actually sing, they put their shoes on all by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;themselves&lt;/span&gt;, put on a hat, strap on a guitar, and give you a loving grin... your already in love.  So when the show actually starts, the out of tune guitar and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;squeaky&lt;/span&gt; voice sound don't matter, it was wonderful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-2328284899030699309?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/2328284899030699309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/01/future-american-idol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2328284899030699309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2328284899030699309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/01/future-american-idol.html' title='Future American Idol?'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXN7a4iA1-I/AAAAAAAABGc/np6ZnCv2eC0/s72-c/IMG_9631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-5745797544990143028</id><published>2009-01-18T11:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T12:53:04.120-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute goodies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrapbooking'/><title type='text'>Copy Cat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I stole an &lt;a href="http://designsbyscrappychicana.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-photos-of-olivers-room.html"&gt;idea&lt;/a&gt;, that was borrowed from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/search/?q=clipboard&amp;amp;w=29363431%40N00"&gt;another&lt;/a&gt;, and this it what I came up with for James' room.&lt;a href="http://designsbyscrappychicana.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-photos-of-olivers-room.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292693627215686370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXNsz-MqKuI/AAAAAAAABGU/4ZYic-iN-XY/s320/IMG_9650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I did them during a scrapbooking weekend.  It was nice to have something else to work on when I got in a rut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXNsnGeHJRI/AAAAAAAABGM/hgjyVHs1SUc/s1600-h/IMG_9645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292693406098072850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXNsnGeHJRI/AAAAAAAABGM/hgjyVHs1SUc/s320/IMG_9645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXNsmrnE9KI/AAAAAAAABGE/5hYavA48d_A/s1600-h/IMG_9646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292693398887920802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXNsmrnE9KI/AAAAAAAABGE/5hYavA48d_A/s320/IMG_9646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXNsmVO4XCI/AAAAAAAABF8/j5xY3d6oodo/s1600-h/IMG_9647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292693392880852002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXNsmVO4XCI/AAAAAAAABF8/j5xY3d6oodo/s320/IMG_9647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture makes me smile everytime!&lt;br /&gt;And the whale paper is so yummy!  Not sure where I found it, just wish I had gotten more of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXNslYTFYSI/AAAAAAAABF0/bzHlMFI_8CE/s1600-h/IMG_9648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292693376523919650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXNslYTFYSI/AAAAAAAABF0/bzHlMFI_8CE/s320/IMG_9648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXNskgF5jSI/AAAAAAAABFs/lFwCqi1lRUQ/s1600-h/IMG_9649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292693361436232994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXNskgF5jSI/AAAAAAAABFs/lFwCqi1lRUQ/s320/IMG_9649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our only family photo.  We are WAY overdue for another!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-5745797544990143028?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/5745797544990143028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/01/copy-cat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5745797544990143028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5745797544990143028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/01/copy-cat.html' title='Copy Cat!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXNsz-MqKuI/AAAAAAAABGU/4ZYic-iN-XY/s72-c/IMG_9650.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-531903520045549031</id><published>2009-01-17T15:33:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T15:42:23.376-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>The Life of a Booger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXJP1HZAueI/AAAAAAAABFk/AhUYnGDldQM/s1600-h/IMG_9607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292380286049368546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXJP1HZAueI/AAAAAAAABFk/AhUYnGDldQM/s320/IMG_9607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quite a dig happening here.  That booger was not in any kind of danger of just falling out on it's own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXJPlByfK6I/AAAAAAAABFc/3y-CVDVYvVA/s1600-h/IMG_9611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292380009667701666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXJPlByfK6I/AAAAAAAABFc/3y-CVDVYvVA/s320/IMG_9611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, and then the offering... I'm raising him to share, so it was only right, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXJPXcfBlyI/AAAAAAAABFU/kWJMXLpNjSQ/s1600-h/IMG_9612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292379776315660066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXJPXcfBlyI/AAAAAAAABFU/kWJMXLpNjSQ/s320/IMG_9612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No, no, no! Icky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXJPKlo15UI/AAAAAAAABFM/OY_sBGFl4Wo/s1600-h/IMG_9614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292379555434456386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXJPKlo15UI/AAAAAAAABFM/OY_sBGFl4Wo/s320/IMG_9614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awwwwe, James!&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/6041433303989114143-531903520045549031?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/531903520045549031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-of-booger.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/531903520045549031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/531903520045549031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-of-booger.html' title='The Life of a Booger'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXJP1HZAueI/AAAAAAAABFk/AhUYnGDldQM/s72-c/IMG_9607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-4643983362578399464</id><published>2009-01-17T09:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:35:33.313-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preschool'/><title type='text'>My Computer is Back!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just some random photos, I'll post tons more later!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXH4qXCEnwI/AAAAAAAABFE/MeCEJ-BFjM8/s1600-h/IMG_9600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292284443757944578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXH4qXCEnwI/AAAAAAAABFE/MeCEJ-BFjM8/s320/IMG_9600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sweet guys on Christmas day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXH4o5lEF2I/AAAAAAAABE8/OGhemn6MRTQ/s1600-h/IMG_9529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292284418671777634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXH4o5lEF2I/AAAAAAAABE8/OGhemn6MRTQ/s320/IMG_9529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles' first preschool program!  It was so cute!  I might try to get some of the video on here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXH4oeCsPoI/AAAAAAAABE0/T0gyFIb2NN8/s1600-h/IMG_9609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292284411279851138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXH4oeCsPoI/AAAAAAAABE0/T0gyFIb2NN8/s320/IMG_9609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I mean really!!!  This one will be redone in a series, it's great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXH4n7tBG-I/AAAAAAAABEs/KxdWE0sv7JI/s1600-h/IMG_9630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292284402062138338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXH4n7tBG-I/AAAAAAAABEs/KxdWE0sv7JI/s320/IMG_9630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I was responding to cries for help from Miles.  He climbed into James crib to get his blanket but got stuck on the way out.  Never thought I'd have to worry about my kids climbing IN to the crib!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope that will tide you over for a bit.  I'll post again tonight or tomorrow!&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/6041433303989114143-4643983362578399464?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/4643983362578399464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-computer-is-back.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4643983362578399464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4643983362578399464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-computer-is-back.html' title='My Computer is Back!!!!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SXH4qXCEnwI/AAAAAAAABFE/MeCEJ-BFjM8/s72-c/IMG_9600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-8611416654799543704</id><published>2008-12-25T10:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T10:57:24.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Happy Holidays!&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/6041433303989114143-8611416654799543704?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/8611416654799543704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-holidays.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8611416654799543704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8611416654799543704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-2194640854084408986</id><published>2008-12-10T21:29:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T22:46:05.545-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liz'/><title type='text'>What I've been cooking up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe you've noticed I haven't been blogging as frequently...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SUCKt0csEGI/AAAAAAAABEk/ydjXEjlubS0/s1600-h/IMG_9420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278371283055939682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SUCKt0csEGI/AAAAAAAABEk/ydjXEjlubS0/s320/IMG_9420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...no, not cooking James. But I was doing a little baking tonight. I had wanted to spend most of Tuesday doing that, but Miles' preschool was canceled and I had him home with me until 11, so we spent some time together. Well, kind of...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;About 2-3 months ago I took a casual position at the hospital, in OB again, then a regular position opened up and was offered to me. Well, I haven't been working the schedule too long, but have quickly realized that 12 hour days and nights are not for me. The shifts are just a VERY small part of my reasons to look elsewhere. I was dreading going to work, I mean REALLY dreading it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Any how, I applied for a home health RN case manager position, not sure I would even get a call, due to never working outside of OB. And after two interview Thanksgiving week, I received an offer yesterday! This is huge! Since it's not a hospital &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;position&lt;/span&gt; that means Monday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; Friday day shifts!! And I won't have to do weekends anymore!!! (Okay I will have to be on call like every 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; weekend, but much more tolerable than every other.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I accepted the position yesterday afternoon, and put in my resignation to the hospital today. I made myself sick worrying about telling them. OB has had two other resignations this past month! And it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;awful&lt;/span&gt;! The person I had to give my letter to, wouldn't even look at me. I guess it makes my decision to leave a little easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm excited an nervous. A major change. I think I know what Miles is feeling now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I'll start the new job in 2-4 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SUCKh3lQIpI/AAAAAAAABEc/eRo7hpTIk_Y/s1600-h/IMG_9417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278371077738734226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SUCKh3lQIpI/AAAAAAAABEc/eRo7hpTIk_Y/s320/IMG_9417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some other things I've been working on...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...this little quilt for Miles. I had bought some flannel and chenille before he was born and am finally making something for him. I've only made two quilts before and they were 7 years ago. I'm just going to tie this and will go to the quilt shop next week to get help binding it. I'm also hoping to whip up a little "lovey" for James. I have some red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;minky&lt;/span&gt; and blue flannel and an insane amount of ribbon. We'll see, I know I'll get Miles' done for Christmas, but not sure about James'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Christmas shopping is DONE!! Was really done 2 weeks ago, except I was waiting for a couple things to come in the mail and they've finally arrived. I've even managed to get some things wrapped. I just have to make sure the gifts stay under the tree. James has been taking some for a ride in his dump truck, resulting in "missing" presents. So far I've been able to find them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm heading to the cities tomorrow with the guys. Ben gets to stay back and hopefully clean or paint our bedroom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The boys will stay with my parents and I'm off for an annual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt; retreat with 3 wonderful ladies. I'm needing to get away and hopefully relax! I was pretty wound up earlier, but after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;making&lt;/span&gt; some oatmeal dark chocolate chip cookies and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;peanut&lt;/span&gt; butter and chocolate bars, I feeling much more relaxed. Now I need to get off this computer and pack myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The old laptop is heading in for some repairs before our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;warranty&lt;/span&gt; expires at the end of the year (one of the hinges is broken), so I may be away for a while. At least not posting, but will still see comments and such.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Speaking of comments, what gives? I see all of you stopping for visits, but not very many comments. I LOVE comments!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So leave me a note, how do you manage stress? What do you like to do to unwind?? and I'll see you soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-2194640854084408986?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/2194640854084408986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-ive-been-cooking-up.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2194640854084408986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2194640854084408986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-ive-been-cooking-up.html' title='What I&apos;ve been cooking up.'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SUCKt0csEGI/AAAAAAAABEk/ydjXEjlubS0/s72-c/IMG_9420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-5731819226104281478</id><published>2008-12-09T01:06:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:30:00.530-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><title type='text'>Just a Boy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I find myself often forgetting that Miles is only three years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's a bit taller than the average three year old, and is quite the little helper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And he can do so much for himself already.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ST4ZwAWLYkI/AAAAAAAABEE/jnScM-vtLQ0/s1600-h/Miles3years+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277684125842235970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ST4ZwAWLYkI/AAAAAAAABEE/jnScM-vtLQ0/s320/Miles3years+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He handled Ben living away from us for 2 months great. Our move even better. Starting preschool, he LOVES it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ST4Zv8saPyI/AAAAAAAABD8/ZhcS6P99Ht4/s1600-h/Miles3years+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277684124861742882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ST4Zv8saPyI/AAAAAAAABD8/ZhcS6P99Ht4/s320/Miles3years+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But in the past 2-3 weeks I've been reminded that he's still just a boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He started going to daycare 2 1/2 weeks ago and I think this recent change has finally thrown him over. All the changes of the past 5 months are starting to wear on him.&lt;br /&gt;My happy, carefree little guy has been crying at daycare drop offs, CLINGING to me, telling me he wants to stay with me. Waking up 2+ times per night crying. Breaking my heart!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ST4ZvQc1F0I/AAAAAAAABD0/tSykj7XAH9M/s1600-h/Miles3years+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277684112985233218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ST4ZvQc1F0I/AAAAAAAABD0/tSykj7XAH9M/s320/Miles3years+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So after a week of not knowing what to do, and many questions about why he didn't want to go to daycare, it's become clear there's just too much change happening.&lt;br /&gt;So, we've started focusing on the positive. I always ask him what he did that was fun at daycare, what was his favorite part of the day.&lt;br /&gt;And he has this cute book, "Mommy in My Pocket." It's about a little bunny going to school for the first time, and how she would like her mommy to be small enough to fit in her pocket so she could take her school. So with just a few changes we made it work for daycare.&lt;br /&gt;I also sent him today with a special note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With a smiley face of me.&lt;br /&gt;He got quite a kick out of it, and put it in his pocket. I told him if he got sad or missed me, he could take the note out and look at it.&lt;br /&gt;So at drop off there were no tears, just a sad face. And at pick up the note was in his cubby. He told me he got a little sad and when he looked at the note it made him smile. YIPPEE!&lt;br /&gt;And tonight we used some special keep-the-scary-things-away-spray (body spray) before bed. I'm up late tonight after 3 night shifts at the hospital and haven't heard from him yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Does anyone else out in the bloggy-world have any advice? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-5731819226104281478?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/5731819226104281478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-boy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5731819226104281478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/5731819226104281478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-boy.html' title='Just a Boy.'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/ST4ZwAWLYkI/AAAAAAAABEE/jnScM-vtLQ0/s72-c/Miles3years+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-1983078545973429309</id><published>2008-12-03T16:01:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T16:22:19.351-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I had BIG productive plans for today, then last night Miles said his throat was hurting.  This from the boy that gets sick once/ year.  So I took a peek and sure enough, red!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This morning I asked how he was feeling and he said better...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...off to daycare.  As soon as I got his coat off he clung to me and started crying.  Huh?  Not at all like him.  Then he told me he wanted a nap!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An hour after he woke up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STcDEWNnRCI/AAAAAAAABDU/GoMQjYLdO7M/s1600-h/IMG_9399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275688861704864802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STcDEWNnRCI/AAAAAAAABDU/GoMQjYLdO7M/s320/IMG_9399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, is he sick?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STcC4e5Ls4I/AAAAAAAABDM/3yOJLO5XEF8/s1600-h/IMG_9391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275688657876661122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STcC4e5Ls4I/AAAAAAAABDM/3yOJLO5XEF8/s320/IMG_9391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Or enjoying a day with mom??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I took a few photos of some of my favorite Christmas decorations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STcCnDuLNJI/AAAAAAAABC8/eMV-l2bXWBA/s1600-h/IMG_9401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275688358524957842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STcCnDuLNJI/AAAAAAAABC8/eMV-l2bXWBA/s320/IMG_9401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little snowman had me laughing to the point of tears when I bought him a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;The ladies at the store probably thought I was insane, but I still get a giggle and think he looks like my cold &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;despising&lt;/span&gt; husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STcCmxyl5eI/AAAAAAAABC0/gH6BxlhFTok/s1600-h/IMG_9400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275688353711646178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STcCmxyl5eI/AAAAAAAABC0/gH6BxlhFTok/s320/IMG_9400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Grandma's old red skates hang on the door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STcCnk6D2RI/AAAAAAAABDE/2XacJip6tg4/s1600-h/IMG_9403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275688367433177362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STcCnk6D2RI/AAAAAAAABDE/2XacJip6tg4/s320/IMG_9403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And my first ornament from Miles.  Well, from daycare, of his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hand print&lt;/span&gt;.  I also have one of James' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hand print&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, I did manage to scratch one thing off my list of things to do today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STcCmmSKzWI/AAAAAAAABCs/jW6KSY7zUkE/s1600-h/IMG_9390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275688350622862690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STcCmmSKzWI/AAAAAAAABCs/jW6KSY7zUkE/s320/IMG_9390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finish hanging these shatter-proof bulbs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our rental has this header that runs in the middle of our vaulted ceiling, so bulbs, ribbon, and push pins, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wa&lt;/span&gt;-la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STcCmMfXj0I/AAAAAAAABCk/tc8ozBtcCKk/s1600-h/IMG_9389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275688343698902850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STcCmMfXj0I/AAAAAAAABCk/tc8ozBtcCKk/s320/IMG_9389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles' face after his nap was great.  He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; loves all the decorations.  He suggested we buy more and hang them all over the ceilings in every room.  I can only imagine what his house will look like someday on Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-1983078545973429309?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/1983078545973429309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/12/today.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1983078545973429309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1983078545973429309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/12/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STcDEWNnRCI/AAAAAAAABDU/GoMQjYLdO7M/s72-c/IMG_9399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-2966888337208222621</id><published>2008-12-02T16:35:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T17:02:52.448-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Tree...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Thanksgiving we finally got to decorating for the holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW6hhxqrZI/AAAAAAAABCc/4iHQSLiz_Fs/s1600-h/IMG_9370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275327623699541394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW6hhxqrZI/AAAAAAAABCc/4iHQSLiz_Fs/s320/IMG_9370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles was quite excited to help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW6QvpmHbI/AAAAAAAABCU/gCko_IeMKMg/s1600-h/IMG_9372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275327335366008242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW6QvpmHbI/AAAAAAAABCU/gCko_IeMKMg/s320/IMG_9372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;James on the other hand, just wanted to spend time in his crib with his plug.  He's only allowed to have it if he's in his crib, so he likes to frequent his crib whenever he gets frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW6BW1Qc-I/AAAAAAAABCM/HVmB5P-oqFM/s1600-h/IMG_9373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275327071005996002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW6BW1Qc-I/AAAAAAAABCM/HVmB5P-oqFM/s320/IMG_9373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But eventually he came out and fell in love with the tree!  And all the ornaments.  He often pulls them off the tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW5usUnVxI/AAAAAAAABCE/Ihw8UM-VJh8/s1600-h/IMG_9384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275326750357149458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW5usUnVxI/AAAAAAAABCE/Ihw8UM-VJh8/s320/IMG_9384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finally, the star fot the top of the tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW5fQWC9II/AAAAAAAABB8/ZsP6d7YT1NY/s1600-h/IMG_9376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275326485148923010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW5fQWC9II/AAAAAAAABB8/ZsP6d7YT1NY/s320/IMG_9376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our TREE (pre-star)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW5Mx4IiqI/AAAAAAAABB0/G-IiPj__6jk/s1600-h/IMG_9378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275326167732751010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW5Mx4IiqI/AAAAAAAABB0/G-IiPj__6jk/s320/IMG_9378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And with all the Christmas music, I had a great time decorating also!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gold glittery snow flakes all over the walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW5MWOWbgI/AAAAAAAABBs/mjRull9dLFk/s1600-h/IMG_9379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275326160309743106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW5MWOWbgI/AAAAAAAABBs/mjRull9dLFk/s320/IMG_9379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW5L8IfaJI/AAAAAAAABBk/AGwuvBnVp78/s1600-h/IMG_9380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275326153305843858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW5L8IfaJI/AAAAAAAABBk/AGwuvBnVp78/s320/IMG_9380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And our mistle-toe ball!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miles REALLY got a kick out of this!  I almost got knocked off the chair I was standing on to hang it, when he ran over, grabbed my legs and gave me a kiss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW5Lgi31VI/AAAAAAAABBc/MugXGa-2rPc/s1600-h/IMG_9382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275326145900303698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW5Lgi31VI/AAAAAAAABBc/MugXGa-2rPc/s320/IMG_9382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And more snow flakes in the dining room!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let it snow, I LOVE snow for the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW4dF2-vFI/AAAAAAAABBU/S7rXlpUrITU/s1600-h/IMG_9357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275325348462902354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW4dF2-vFI/AAAAAAAABBU/S7rXlpUrITU/s320/IMG_9357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And one last SWEET photo of James on our way home from Thanksgiving in the cities.  It was an exciting, busy, and long weekend, and boy was he tired!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone else has been having a great time shopping and decorating!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-2966888337208222621?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/2966888337208222621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-christmas-tree.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2966888337208222621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2966888337208222621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh Christmas Tree...'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/STW6hhxqrZI/AAAAAAAABCc/4iHQSLiz_Fs/s72-c/IMG_9370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-812320993174421396</id><published>2008-11-25T09:59:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:35:36.884-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><title type='text'>Easy Christmas Ornament Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted Miles to make some Christmas ornaments for his teachers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this is an easy project, and even James got to have a little fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSwkTSzVoQI/AAAAAAAABA0/TgfSsq1GbGM/s1600-h/IMG_9275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272629177627287810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSwkTSzVoQI/AAAAAAAABA0/TgfSsq1GbGM/s320/IMG_9275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got a large bag of colored puffs in a variety of sizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSwjwjpbJBI/AAAAAAAABAs/3TlO2Xn93L8/s1600-h/IMG_9279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272628580853687314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSwjwjpbJBI/AAAAAAAABAs/3TlO2Xn93L8/s320/IMG_9279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And some clear glass ornaments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSwjwTYbyFI/AAAAAAAABAk/TqgObOuky60/s1600-h/IMG_9280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272628576487458898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSwjwTYbyFI/AAAAAAAABAk/TqgObOuky60/s320/IMG_9280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then Miles stuffed puffs into the ornaments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He really likes purple and pink, so they seemed to dominate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSwjX_gWzJI/AAAAAAAABAc/HpZQ7TQoNVA/s1600-h/IMG_9287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272628158835117202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSwjX_gWzJI/AAAAAAAABAc/HpZQ7TQoNVA/s320/IMG_9287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I put the tops back on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSwjXpnooLI/AAAAAAAABAU/QwcYEmyr6Wc/s1600-h/IMG_9288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272628152960065714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSwjXpnooLI/AAAAAAAABAU/QwcYEmyr6Wc/s320/IMG_9288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...we'll add some bows, and there they are!&lt;br /&gt;EASY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSwi469Vd_I/AAAAAAAABAM/2Izb7qGBwD4/s1600-h/IMG_9277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272627625038542834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSwi469Vd_I/AAAAAAAABAM/2Izb7qGBwD4/s320/IMG_9277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since I didn't dare trust James with glass ornaments, I took a juice container, stuffed some puffs inside, gave him a bowl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSwiq61NkBI/AAAAAAAABAE/Wbay_CijbuU/s1600-h/IMG_9281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272627384486301714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSwiq61NkBI/AAAAAAAABAE/Wbay_CijbuU/s320/IMG_9281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and it made for one very impressed little boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He LOVED dumping them out!  Some were too big to just fall out so he had to use his little fingers to pick them out, a great way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;strengthen&lt;/span&gt; his fingers for future writing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have more projects on the way!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-812320993174421396?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/812320993174421396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/easy-christmas-ornament-project.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/812320993174421396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/812320993174421396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/easy-christmas-ornament-project.html' title='Easy Christmas Ornament Project'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSwkTSzVoQI/AAAAAAAABA0/TgfSsq1GbGM/s72-c/IMG_9275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-2377570938035063142</id><published>2008-11-23T17:10:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T17:29:07.885-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preschool'/><title type='text'>How now brown cow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've recently entered a new phase of preschool-hood...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSnjlBcF23I/AAAAAAAAA_U/gucCS2QNo6c/s1600-h/IMG_9250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271995063994801010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSnjlBcF23I/AAAAAAAAA_U/gucCS2QNo6c/s320/IMG_9250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; QUESTIONS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most questions and inquiries I know how to answer without a problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was different.  I definetly wasn't on my "A" game.  I like to think I'm careful with my answers, but today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles: "Mommy, do brown cows make brown milk?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy: *remember, I'm a city girl, and was doing laundry "No, black and white cows make white milk.  Brown cows give us meat, like hamburger."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*omg, WHAT????  What was I thinking??*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles:  After several minutes, "does it come from their butts?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy:  After laughing uncontrollably and more aware of what I was saying, "No, it doesn't come from their butts."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles:  "Then where does hamburger come from?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy:  "Umm, let's call Tami, she grew up on a farm with cows!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank GOD for Tami!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She informed me that brown cows also give us milk.  Enough said...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy:  "Tami, says brown cows give us white milk too!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles:  "Oh.  So where do hamburgers come from?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy:  "The store."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles:  "Oh, right, the store."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have got to be more careful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-2377570938035063142?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/2377570938035063142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-now-brown-cow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2377570938035063142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2377570938035063142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-now-brown-cow.html' title='How now brown cow...'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSnjlBcF23I/AAAAAAAAA_U/gucCS2QNo6c/s72-c/IMG_9250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-4203006992644724634</id><published>2008-11-20T08:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T08:50:57.329-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Hide and Seek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles always likes to play hide and seek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And recently James has decided to play...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSV4sYT1b1I/AAAAAAAAA_M/ZpCBCg7QKAw/s1600-h/IMG_8958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270751642742255442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSV4sYT1b1I/AAAAAAAAA_M/ZpCBCg7QKAw/s320/IMG_8958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-4203006992644724634?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/4203006992644724634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/hide-and-seek.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4203006992644724634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4203006992644724634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/hide-and-seek.html' title='Hide and Seek'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSV4sYT1b1I/AAAAAAAAA_M/ZpCBCg7QKAw/s72-c/IMG_8958.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-1205185294281264421</id><published>2008-11-17T08:14:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:09:23.861-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute goodies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marshall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>What I've been up to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been a little while, well, maybe not, but seems that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Besides having a mild dose of the plague, I have managed to get some things done, and have so much more planned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSHT4bFbmFI/AAAAAAAAA_E/F2YiTUChP68/s1600-h/IMG_9246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269726005296863314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSHT4bFbmFI/AAAAAAAAA_E/F2YiTUChP68/s320/IMG_9246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went back to Blue Earth this weekend and took some more things from the house.  For those that don't know we have a house for sale there and are currently in a rental in Marshall.  I wasn't going to do any decorating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;in the&lt;/span&gt; rental, but it was starting to drive me bonkers knowing I had these cute things I wasn't enjoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSHT4F4HPRI/AAAAAAAAA-8/YIxkHHUxnjs/s1600-h/IMG_9247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269725999603858706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSHT4F4HPRI/AAAAAAAAA-8/YIxkHHUxnjs/s320/IMG_9247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; wall they went.  And I swear they are not all crooked like they look in this photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSHTUZzD3iI/AAAAAAAAA-k/bKiID9aT5N0/s1600-h/IMG_9253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269725386476084770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSHTUZzD3iI/AAAAAAAAA-k/bKiID9aT5N0/s320/IMG_9253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This sweet little thing makes me smile.  Bringing this back was a special request from Miles.  He LOVES making up songs while playing.  Just hoping someday they sound a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSHTVPai7cI/AAAAAAAAA-0/K_-7R7FCnuA/s1600-h/IMG_9255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269725400868777410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSHTVPai7cI/AAAAAAAAA-0/K_-7R7FCnuA/s320/IMG_9255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And on my night stand are my current reads.  Yes, two books at the same time.  And there's always a magazine if I need a lighter read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSHTUrnV-_I/AAAAAAAAA-s/P0KmqY4a6BE/s1600-h/IMG_9252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269725391258778610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSHTUrnV-_I/AAAAAAAAA-s/P0KmqY4a6BE/s320/IMG_9252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On my dresser I have a couple second hand store finds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSHSB-leYlI/AAAAAAAAA-E/mpvtA_0TKZc/s1600-h/IMG_9259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269723970422071890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSHSB-leYlI/AAAAAAAAA-E/mpvtA_0TKZc/s320/IMG_9259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On a completely different note, I decided to hit the deck and get a kids eye view.  The boys spend so much time playing in the floor, especially Miles, he'll set up these farms over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSHSBmuHDoI/AAAAAAAAA98/hhpjOQd4hfo/s1600-h/IMG_9261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269723964015840898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSHSBmuHDoI/AAAAAAAAA98/hhpjOQd4hfo/s320/IMG_9261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think he has to because James ends up sitting on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSHSBeMnfQI/AAAAAAAAA90/iMZbLDWSqbo/s1600-h/IMG_9263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269723961727876354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSHSBeMnfQI/AAAAAAAAA90/iMZbLDWSqbo/s320/IMG_9263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And plans!!  I'm making turkey chili tonight, then after supper Miles has floor hockey.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I also baked a pie pumpkin which I'll use to make my first ever pumpkin pie later this week.  I volunteered to make the pies for Thanksgiving so I better test out my recipe!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wednesday I'm off to Sioux Falls for an appointment and finish up my Christmas shopping.  Then Thursday evening I plan to work on a couple gifts for the boys at the fabric shop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I have a TON of cookie recipes I'm dying to try out, some more photos to hang, and the usual never ending mountain of laundry and cleaning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What are you all up to??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-1205185294281264421?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/1205185294281264421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-ive-been-up-to.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1205185294281264421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1205185294281264421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-ive-been-up-to.html' title='What I&apos;ve been up to...'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSHT4bFbmFI/AAAAAAAAA_E/F2YiTUChP68/s72-c/IMG_9246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-6558784839244995468</id><published>2008-11-12T08:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T09:06:01.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New spin on bunk beds!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have this built in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;entertainment&lt;/span&gt; center.  Too small for our giant TV, so we store toys in it.  Well, I guess the boys got to thinking they'd like bunk beds, because this is where I found them the other evening.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRrunN1lG7I/AAAAAAAAA9c/_kud9ClBX68/s1600-h/IMG_9188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267785071659916210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRrunN1lG7I/AAAAAAAAA9c/_kud9ClBX68/s320/IMG_9188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I supposed it may be frowned upon if I had them sleep there, so we'll just let them play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And don't worry that cable line is disconnected.  And they are supervised while play in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRrun_-dG-I/AAAAAAAAA9s/i-9Msv0mVDU/s1600-h/IMG_9191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267785085118913506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRrun_-dG-I/AAAAAAAAA9s/i-9Msv0mVDU/s320/IMG_9191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was especially amazed at the last photo.  They both fit on the top shelf!  Yep, little contortionists!  James was folded in half!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRrundwzWmI/AAAAAAAAA9k/VI1b1ATieBQ/s1600-h/IMG_9185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267785075934845538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRrundwzWmI/AAAAAAAAA9k/VI1b1ATieBQ/s320/IMG_9185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love that they're playing together so much!  Our current "problem" is Miles bossing James around.  And when James doesn't do what Miles wants, Miles just keeps telling him over and over again in a louder voice.  And it quickly escalates to two screaming kids.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Augh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am battling a nasty cold, which makes me thankful the weather has been to icky to go outside.  But I think the guys are getting a bit tired of being inside.&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/6041433303989114143-6558784839244995468?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/6558784839244995468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-spin-on-bunk-beds.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6558784839244995468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6558784839244995468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-spin-on-bunk-beds.html' title='New spin on bunk beds!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRrunN1lG7I/AAAAAAAAA9c/_kud9ClBX68/s72-c/IMG_9188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-6036482966271788832</id><published>2008-11-11T09:04:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T12:09:16.710-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayers'/><title type='text'>Prayers Please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is a sweet, beautiful baby boy that needs some extra prayers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Ethan Williams, the grandson of Ben's Godfather, Frankie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little Ethan was born Saturday, November 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; with a left sided congenital diaphragmatic hernia. He is currently on a heart-lung bypass allowing his lungs rest and in time will attempt to be weaned off the bypass onto a ventilator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://caringbridge.org/cb/photos/photodir2/ethanwilliams/large/1af6aec511d6e4a817c5e03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://caringbridge.org/cb/photos/photodir2/ethanwilliams/large/1af6aec511d6e4a817c5e03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This precious boy needs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; prayers, so when you have some extra time, please think of him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can check for updates at his &lt;a href="http://caringbridge.org/visit/ethanwilliams"&gt;caringbridge&lt;/a&gt; site!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-6036482966271788832?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/6036482966271788832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/prayers-please.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6036482966271788832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6036482966271788832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/prayers-please.html' title='Prayers Please!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-8440083323943578287</id><published>2008-11-08T12:50:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T13:32:01.311-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrapbooking'/><title type='text'>retreat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt; retreat a few weeks ago, and here are some of the pages I completed.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXkC7yGd5I/AAAAAAAAA9U/KkkpqGebRvM/s1600-h/IMG_9231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266366078338365330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXkC7yGd5I/AAAAAAAAA9U/KkkpqGebRvM/s320/IMG_9231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am really loving simple pages, like this, the bird is from a chipboard album.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXj1HyfAgI/AAAAAAAAA9M/y4wrr84qsB4/s1600-h/IMG_9232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266365841043030530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXj1HyfAgI/AAAAAAAAA9M/y4wrr84qsB4/s320/IMG_9232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's just too bad I don't get these "simple" pages done faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXjhUBhL9I/AAAAAAAAA9E/pg-ttS_4yS8/s1600-h/IMG_9226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266365500729929682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXjhUBhL9I/AAAAAAAAA9E/pg-ttS_4yS8/s320/IMG_9226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went out of my comfort zone with this one, TONS of doodling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXi9nwTiMI/AAAAAAAAA80/0LDQPjg-LB8/s1600-h/IMG_9225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266364887551150274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXi9nwTiMI/AAAAAAAAA80/0LDQPjg-LB8/s320/IMG_9225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...had to put it aside for the night and come back to it, but I love hove it turned out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266364260183702146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXiZGoP-oI/AAAAAAAAA8s/qlior2ddSm4/s320/IMG_9233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXiLx5RKLI/AAAAAAAAA8k/JssUV8qbyYM/s1600-h/IMG_9234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266364031279638706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXiLx5RKLI/AAAAAAAAA8k/JssUV8qbyYM/s320/IMG_9234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm also trying to journal more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;journaling&lt;/span&gt; I took off my blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made it a ton easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXhyCQFe5I/AAAAAAAAA8c/ImCYxXVJJP0/s1600-h/IMG_9227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266363588993710994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXhyCQFe5I/AAAAAAAAA8c/ImCYxXVJJP0/s320/IMG_9227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is another favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXhlBKVX1I/AAAAAAAAA8U/2gQaiZEL_-k/s1600-h/IMG_9228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266363365362851666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXhlBKVX1I/AAAAAAAAA8U/2gQaiZEL_-k/s320/IMG_9228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like the simplicity of the colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXhTfJvZRI/AAAAAAAAA8M/6hltCi-kPwc/s1600-h/IMG_9216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266363064175781138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXhTfJvZRI/AAAAAAAAA8M/6hltCi-kPwc/s320/IMG_9216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These two were part of a challenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're given the paper of both pages, and only the layout of the second page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These were my favorite of the whole weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXhHGTA-sI/AAAAAAAAA8E/jLoDgDgRAIc/s1600-h/IMG_9217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266362851345365698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXhHGTA-sI/AAAAAAAAA8E/jLoDgDgRAIc/s320/IMG_9217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I now have a crazy amount of pages done, but not in books, so I really need to focus on that before my next retreat in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXgfeOZTyI/AAAAAAAAA7s/OPH5qmn0nq0/s1600-h/IMG_9235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266362170573672226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXgfeOZTyI/AAAAAAAAA7s/OPH5qmn0nq0/s320/IMG_9235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These just get me so excited to create more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXge-OVYFI/AAAAAAAAA7k/RRP2wzkTm4c/s1600-h/IMG_9236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266362161983479890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXge-OVYFI/AAAAAAAAA7k/RRP2wzkTm4c/s320/IMG_9236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt;, I had Bob bring me my sewing machine from Blue Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to attempt to finally sew the baby blanket I wanted to make for Miles.  I bought the apple green, and blue flannel, cream chenille and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;minky&lt;/span&gt; while I was pregnant with him and never got around to it.  He's really excited about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;minky&lt;/span&gt;...was rubbing on his cheek!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be sure to post photos!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;That'll&lt;/span&gt; motivate me to follow through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXgAqeDnAI/AAAAAAAAA7c/9lzipHju6Tg/s1600-h/IMG_9220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266361641284639746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXgAqeDnAI/AAAAAAAAA7c/9lzipHju6Tg/s320/IMG_9220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And two more to get you all excited for the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXgAKXDEgI/AAAAAAAAA7U/eDKdD7jHdXk/s1600-h/IMG_9221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266361632665309698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXgAKXDEgI/AAAAAAAAA7U/eDKdD7jHdXk/s320/IMG_9221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy crafting!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-8440083323943578287?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/8440083323943578287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/retreat.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8440083323943578287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8440083323943578287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/retreat.html' title='retreat...'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRXkC7yGd5I/AAAAAAAAA9U/KkkpqGebRvM/s72-c/IMG_9231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-6637171393356851640</id><published>2008-11-07T15:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T15:52:43.201-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>"DANDY!!!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;James learned he &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; like candy this Halloween!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now, we have a monster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRS3wmFcFRI/AAAAAAAAA7M/XkGicYWYyjk/s1600-h/IMG_9208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266035909787915538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRS3wmFcFRI/AAAAAAAAA7M/XkGicYWYyjk/s320/IMG_9208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are his super excited eyes right after I asked if he wanted some candy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRS3wDmxzXI/AAAAAAAAA7E/3xwGQIJuZTg/s1600-h/IMG_9207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266035900532510066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRS3wDmxzXI/AAAAAAAAA7E/3xwGQIJuZTg/s320/IMG_9207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And his smile while eating it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I HAD TO SHARE!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-6637171393356851640?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/6637171393356851640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/dandy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6637171393356851640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6637171393356851640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/dandy.html' title='&quot;DANDY!!!&quot;'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRS3wmFcFRI/AAAAAAAAA7M/XkGicYWYyjk/s72-c/IMG_9208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-4284533018125820507</id><published>2008-11-07T10:59:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:15:26.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Wonder!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I knew it was coming, and here it is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;SNOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRR0jLsfjXI/AAAAAAAAA68/A_7L9vS-T5M/s1600-h/IMG_9200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265962012086603122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRR0jLsfjXI/AAAAAAAAA68/A_7L9vS-T5M/s320/IMG_9200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles was excited, "I like snow!" he told me. He couldn't wait to get outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;James doesn't remember snow from last year, so he stood at the glass door in broken record mode, "no-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ss&lt;/span&gt;, no-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ss&lt;/span&gt;," his way of saying snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRR0iARywoI/AAAAAAAAA6s/oGvitcxUjqI/s1600-h/IMG_9198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265961991841956482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRR0iARywoI/AAAAAAAAA6s/oGvitcxUjqI/s320/IMG_9198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I grabbed a little snow ball and gave it to him. He wasn't too sure at first, then I let him eat some. I'll probably kick myself for that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we finally got all dressed and outside to run some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;errands&lt;/span&gt;, Miles was all over, and James just wanted to be held. I think it's too noisy, cars on the wet streets, he wasn't too impressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I'll take Miles out later, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; when James is napping, although it's already melting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRR0i7dQXhI/AAAAAAAAA60/cXgGNvpGqJw/s1600-h/IMG_9199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265962007727726098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRR0i7dQXhI/AAAAAAAAA60/cXgGNvpGqJw/s320/IMG_9199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know it sounds &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; but I don't want it to melt! It's so pretty, and makes me want to put on comfy sweaters, cook chili or soup, drink hot chocolate. Gets me excited for, dare I say, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HOLIDAYS!!&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/6041433303989114143-4284533018125820507?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/4284533018125820507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/snow-wonder.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4284533018125820507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4284533018125820507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/snow-wonder.html' title='Snow Wonder!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRR0jLsfjXI/AAAAAAAAA68/A_7L9vS-T5M/s72-c/IMG_9200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-1336589825511073063</id><published>2008-11-05T16:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T16:20:47.549-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liz'/><title type='text'>I Almost Peed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, be warned, if you have a weak or leaky bladder, take caution!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or maybe everyone else won't get as big a laugh out of these photos I took with the fish eye lens as we did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRIbGQEK1YI/AAAAAAAAA6k/MVoNalCRWkE/s1600-h/IMG_9158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265300708555150722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRIbGQEK1YI/AAAAAAAAA6k/MVoNalCRWkE/s320/IMG_9158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRIa2015-9I/AAAAAAAAA6U/mJ7Ksc8OtaQ/s1600-h/IMG_9147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265300443549531090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRIa2015-9I/AAAAAAAAA6U/mJ7Ksc8OtaQ/s320/IMG_9147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, seriously if your not laughing you need a vacation!&lt;br /&gt;That one is hilarious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRIa2mIxsfI/AAAAAAAAA6M/0X8K78NeL6Q/s1600-h/IMG_9159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265300439602147826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRIa2mIxsfI/AAAAAAAAA6M/0X8K78NeL6Q/s320/IMG_9159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little PB&amp;amp;J actions there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRIa2Xqz0ZI/AAAAAAAAA6E/fgvSpOBu9Ao/s1600-h/IMG_9153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265300435718361490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRIa2Xqz0ZI/AAAAAAAAA6E/fgvSpOBu9Ao/s320/IMG_9153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And how come he still gets to look so cute??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you got a laugh, or at least a giggle today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-1336589825511073063?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/1336589825511073063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-almost-peed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1336589825511073063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1336589825511073063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-almost-peed.html' title='I Almost Peed!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SRIbGQEK1YI/AAAAAAAAA6k/MVoNalCRWkE/s72-c/IMG_9158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-8619218830058594909</id><published>2008-11-03T19:11:00.020-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:16:06.654-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><title type='text'>Farming 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Introducing...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-ohXzZ40I/AAAAAAAAA58/-LmagreQ6x0/s1600-h/IMG_9112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264611780698170178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-ohXzZ40I/AAAAAAAAA58/-LmagreQ6x0/s320/IMG_9112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...the Kid-Whisperer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(also known as uncle Mike)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-oQ0RRayI/AAAAAAAAA50/x1A7yMApSb8/s1600-h/IMG_9120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264611496281860898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-oQ0RRayI/AAAAAAAAA50/x1A7yMApSb8/s320/IMG_9120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a day trip up to Clinton and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Graceville&lt;/span&gt;, MN for Ben's Grandpa's birthday.  And no trip is complete without a visit to Ben's aunt Jeanine and uncle Mike's farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-oQZyBNbI/AAAAAAAAA5s/9LFMm_CZmlc/s1600-h/IMG_9021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264611489171453362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-oQZyBNbI/AAAAAAAAA5s/9LFMm_CZmlc/s320/IMG_9021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The fun is limitless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And uncle Mike is very willing to let the boys thoroughly check EVERYTHING out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-nQdspxKI/AAAAAAAAA5k/2227beF8nZA/s1600-h/IMG_9018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264610390711059618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-nQdspxKI/AAAAAAAAA5k/2227beF8nZA/s320/IMG_9018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course the first thing Miles spied was uncle Mike's tractor!&lt;br /&gt;This one was hooked up to the grain bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-m21XhCwI/AAAAAAAAA5c/ZtQSHEhmUY4/s1600-h/IMG_9026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264609950388259586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-m21XhCwI/AAAAAAAAA5c/ZtQSHEhmUY4/s320/IMG_9026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But the big one wasn't!!&lt;br /&gt;Miles got to drive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a some occasional steering assistance to avoid the barn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and he even got to change gears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-mcfitXvI/AAAAAAAAA5U/oo3IR7gEK_M/s1600-h/IMG_9029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264609497853026034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-mcfitXvI/AAAAAAAAA5U/oo3IR7gEK_M/s320/IMG_9029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even James got a ride, warmed up quick to Mike, and started talking.&lt;br /&gt;Although I heard Mike wasn't too sure what language James speaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-mA4VuI7I/AAAAAAAAA5M/7w2AoullyXU/s1600-h/IMG_9039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264609023473099698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-mA4VuI7I/AAAAAAAAA5M/7w2AoullyXU/s320/IMG_9039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course I had to try some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;posy&lt;/span&gt; photos, but since they can't really sit still, this was the best of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-ljw_pDYI/AAAAAAAAA5E/s_wUb5Hp7OE/s1600-h/IMG_9048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264608523285237122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-ljw_pDYI/AAAAAAAAA5E/s_wUb5Hp7OE/s320/IMG_9048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then Miles got to feed the horses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He made sure to kneel just like uncle Mike, and threw out apples and corn for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-lTzlP1vI/AAAAAAAAA48/5tLn7Qj3b2g/s1600-h/IMG_9077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264608249101932274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-lTzlP1vI/AAAAAAAAA48/5tLn7Qj3b2g/s320/IMG_9077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I forget what we decided to call this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...I believe we came up with hay cage, which I'm sure is not it's proper name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here, it's a Miles cage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-lF-B7-RI/AAAAAAAAA40/PDvs1KfRyiI/s1600-h/IMG_9083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264608011388451090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-lF-B7-RI/AAAAAAAAA40/PDvs1KfRyiI/s320/IMG_9083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We needed to leave for Great Grandpa Ralph's birthday party, but before we went, Mike came with the four wheeler to drive Miles back to the van (which was parked 3 feet away).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not sure which is the kid in this photo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-k0-YvApI/AAAAAAAAA4s/ixEcgAo9WKI/s1600-h/IMG_9108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264607719426294418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-k0-YvApI/AAAAAAAAA4s/ixEcgAo9WKI/s320/IMG_9108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the party we went back, we were waiting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;James kept picking up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Boxelder&lt;/span&gt; bugs and giving them to Mike.  "Dare dis!" he'd shout.  Poor little bugs never made it to Mike's hand alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-kc8AZGgI/AAAAAAAAA4k/N54_VYOQSGI/s1600-h/IMG_9124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264607306470464002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-kc8AZGgI/AAAAAAAAA4k/N54_VYOQSGI/s320/IMG_9124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then Mike put on his waders and went out into lake to grab a minnow trap.  James thought that was pretty cool and touch the little minnows.  Miles on the other hand stood back, "they might get my shoes!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also found a frog and really &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;icky&lt;/span&gt; water beetle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-jT8mlt8I/AAAAAAAAA4U/3BaMiF7TGQI/s1600-h/IMG_9134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264606052500223938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-jT8mlt8I/AAAAAAAAA4U/3BaMiF7TGQI/s320/IMG_9134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And finally what we'd been waiting for!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The COMBINE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miles quickly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;retreated&lt;/span&gt; into TV mode (you know, that glassed over face, and instant deafness), and sat on the grass and watched the guys back it off the trailer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think his day could have gone any better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A huge THANK YOU to Mike and Jeanine!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great time and can't wait to come back in the spring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-8619218830058594909?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/8619218830058594909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/farming-101.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8619218830058594909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8619218830058594909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/farming-101.html' title='Farming 101'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ-ohXzZ40I/AAAAAAAAA58/-LmagreQ6x0/s72-c/IMG_9112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-7955258520331477644</id><published>2008-11-02T08:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T09:28:40.791-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh! Impossible Pirates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really, they were just playing the role, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter what I tried these little pirates would NOT cooperate for photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They just couldn't stand still, but maybe it was due to their sea-legs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ3A_6i2Y1I/AAAAAAAAA3k/vlV3vmAaHmI/s1600-h/IMG_8993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264075743745696594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ3A_6i2Y1I/AAAAAAAAA3k/vlV3vmAaHmI/s320/IMG_8993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I used some parts of Ben's old pirates costume, along with some thrift store shirts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really cannot stand those store bought costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ3A_me0jaI/AAAAAAAAA3c/cN39S_DKFUc/s1600-h/IMG_8998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264075738360090018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ3A_me0jaI/AAAAAAAAA3c/cN39S_DKFUc/s320/IMG_8998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles even let me put some make-up on him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ3A_cQ2ulI/AAAAAAAAA3U/gB2fcZx_c24/s1600-h/IMG_8988_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264075735617157714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ3A_cQ2ulI/AAAAAAAAA3U/gB2fcZx_c24/s320/IMG_8988_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little pirate James, drunk on candy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ3A-262B1I/AAAAAAAAA3M/tMFseEfhKE4/s1600-h/IMG_8980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264075725592725330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ3A-262B1I/AAAAAAAAA3M/tMFseEfhKE4/s320/IMG_8980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to one house before going to a party at the Christian center.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys don't quite get the whole collect the candy thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They feel they need to eat it as they get it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ3AK_05AfI/AAAAAAAAA3E/ggZEjYMyW-Q/s1600-h/IMG_9011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264074834630476274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ3AK_05AfI/AAAAAAAAA3E/ggZEjYMyW-Q/s320/IMG_9011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At one point we lost James, but trying to stay calm I said, the balloon, he has a yellow balloon, look for that.  We looked, and no yellow balloon in site...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ3AKpkAE7I/AAAAAAAAA28/IbT8ULKAyZE/s1600-h/IMG_8986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264074828654056370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ3AKpkAE7I/AAAAAAAAA28/IbT8ULKAyZE/s320/IMG_8986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...we found him, by the music (duh!), with his balloon pulled down to his level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ3AKZh2kwI/AAAAAAAAA20/B21hjjGJ0z8/s1600-h/IMG_8982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264074824350077698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ3AKZh2kwI/AAAAAAAAA20/B21hjjGJ0z8/s320/IMG_8982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After we left to party we stopped at the Mayor Bob's house.  Poor James had to get out of the car seat to find out no one was home, and the bowl of candy left out was empty...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...back to the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ3AKB6ekSI/AAAAAAAAA2s/dsJDyRzdlyg/s1600-h/IMG_8979_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264074818010911010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ3AKB6ekSI/AAAAAAAAA2s/dsJDyRzdlyg/s320/IMG_8979_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So we tried on more house, he was mad, didn't want to get out of the car, then I said, "James, let's go get some candy."  "DANDY!"  And up the walk he ran.  He was at the door before Miles was out of the car!  Hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Miles won a little race car at the party.  He had to pick out a key and try to unlock a door, he did it!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;, I turned to tie that balloon on James, turned back around to find Ben crouching down by a crying Miles.  "What happened?"  Ben said, Miles was trying to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;someones&lt;/span&gt; car.  Ben didn't see Miles win the car, thought he was taking it and starting lecturing him on stealing.  Poor Miles was speechless and could only cry.  So I cleared that up while James wandered off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ3AJba-XBI/AAAAAAAAA2k/kM2HNPpFHcA/s1600-h/IMG_8984_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264074807678229522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ3AJba-XBI/AAAAAAAAA2k/kM2HNPpFHcA/s320/IMG_8984_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quite an eventful night, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; it always with rowdy Pirates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-7955258520331477644?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/7955258520331477644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/argh-impossible-pirates.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/7955258520331477644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/7955258520331477644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/11/argh-impossible-pirates.html' title='Argh! Impossible Pirates!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQ3A_6i2Y1I/AAAAAAAAA3k/vlV3vmAaHmI/s72-c/IMG_8993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-6410066354455737091</id><published>2008-10-31T09:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T09:46:21.227-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Introducing, our Pumpkins!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQsXeBwx1RI/AAAAAAAAA2c/T8lhFI-we7Y/s1600-h/IMG_8969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263326394149098770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQsXeBwx1RI/AAAAAAAAA2c/T8lhFI-we7Y/s320/IMG_8969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scary aren't they!! The big one isn't so bad, scarred up a bit, but that other big guy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...don't you agree, really looks like butt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQsXa7xa4RI/AAAAAAAAA2U/bq7FiRQeC3k/s1600-h/IMG_8976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263326341001568530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQsXa7xa4RI/AAAAAAAAA2U/bq7FiRQeC3k/s320/IMG_8976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys are wearing their Halloween shirts, tons of stickers, and can't wait to get dressed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma Louise and Grandpa Bob are coming today. They'll take Miles to the Clinton-Graceville vs. Walnut Grove HS football game here in Marshall. They'll be in box seats at the new stadium. Should be fun. James and I have some errends then his nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And finally the boys will get into their super cute costumes and head out to trick-or-treat at a few friends houses and then off to a party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I try to post photos tomorrow before we head out to Great Grandpa's birthday party and the farm!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-6410066354455737091?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/6410066354455737091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6410066354455737091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/6410066354455737091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQsXeBwx1RI/AAAAAAAAA2c/T8lhFI-we7Y/s72-c/IMG_8969.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-3045350591925194016</id><published>2008-10-29T11:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T11:27:21.120-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><title type='text'>Sad Little Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; A week and a half ago we went to pick out a few pumpkins at the pumpkin patch.  The previous weekend was the jack-o-lantern jamboree, and apparently there was a good turn out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQiMH90BhBI/AAAAAAAAA18/mwp-lS2ErbI/s1600-h/IMG_8830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262610233062163474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQiMH90BhBI/AAAAAAAAA18/mwp-lS2ErbI/s320/IMG_8830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...it really wasn't as barren as the photos look! But these are some sad photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miles kept trying to run around, but those pesky vines were catching him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQiMHky09UI/AAAAAAAAA10/IziK-eEyV54/s1600-h/IMG_8831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262610226346259778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQiMHky09UI/AAAAAAAAA10/IziK-eEyV54/s320/IMG_8831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I have to say we may have ended up with the ugliest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pumpkins&lt;/span&gt; EVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boys got to pick them out.  A green and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; one, a pale flesh colored one (kind of looks like a butt), and a little dark orange squash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stay tuned for pumpkin and costume photos on Halloween!&lt;br /&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/6041433303989114143-3045350591925194016?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/3045350591925194016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/10/sad-little-pumpkin-patch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/3045350591925194016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/3045350591925194016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/10/sad-little-pumpkin-patch.html' title='Sad Little Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SQiMH90BhBI/AAAAAAAAA18/mwp-lS2ErbI/s72-c/IMG_8830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-4560625268515381107</id><published>2008-10-26T19:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T19:52:26.243-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute goodies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>MAJOR Talent!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, so I have a fellow scrapping friend, Kristina, that creates beautiful scrapbook pages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I just found out she also has an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt; shop and blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Both are quite noteworthy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First up &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=6349421"&gt;Polka Dot Mama&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ny-image1.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.41483417.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Kristina makes and sells these adorable infant/toddler blankets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ny-image0.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.41484280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And these little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;burpies&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE these fall ones, makes me wish my guys were still spitting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ny-image1.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.41487565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ny-image1.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.41487565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a couple of other favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ny-image2.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.41769018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ny-image2.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.41769018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I encourage everyone to check out the shop, the holidays are coming!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And if you are up for a fun blog, check out &lt;a href="http://www.kristinawilberg.typepad.com/"&gt;Sew Domestic&lt;/a&gt; ~diary of a resourceful housewife.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I just got back from a scrap retreat, checked out Kristina's goodies, and am feeling to inspired to create!  Hope you find your inspiration too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-4560625268515381107?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/4560625268515381107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/10/major-talent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4560625268515381107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/4560625268515381107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/10/major-talent.html' title='MAJOR Talent!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-8271961548379976924</id><published>2008-10-19T20:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:39:37.921-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><title type='text'>Oh, the possibilities!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a weekend of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So many looks into potential careers for my little guys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPvfZNEi_NI/AAAAAAAAA08/2EdimnEEItc/s1600-h/IMG_8848_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259042613983640786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPvfZNEi_NI/AAAAAAAAA08/2EdimnEEItc/s320/IMG_8848_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drummers??  Sure, why not, as of now Miles &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; does NOT have a future as lead singer, and James, don't know, Miles doesn't stop singing long enough for me to hear James.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPvfZSsXQ9I/AAAAAAAAA1E/ZCdj0TsoHjY/s1600-h/IMG_8850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259042615492821970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPvfZSsXQ9I/AAAAAAAAA1E/ZCdj0TsoHjY/s320/IMG_8850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pilots!  No thanks!  I want my guys on the ground, safe!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPvfaQuZVII/AAAAAAAAA1M/XE3T9bUbF6s/s1600-h/IMG_8851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259042632144344194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPvfaQuZVII/AAAAAAAAA1M/XE3T9bUbF6s/s320/IMG_8851.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So they can just pretend!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPvfbJ2vyLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/focqFpiWGnQ/s1600-h/IMG_8857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259042647480191154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPvfbJ2vyLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/focqFpiWGnQ/s320/IMG_8857.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I wouldn't mind a couple of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;architects&lt;/span&gt;.  Maybe they could build Mom and Dad a house some day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-8271961548379976924?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/8271961548379976924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-possibilities.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8271961548379976924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/8271961548379976924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-possibilities.html' title='Oh, the possibilities!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPvfZNEi_NI/AAAAAAAAA08/2EdimnEEItc/s72-c/IMG_8848_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-1770873625562261043</id><published>2008-10-17T18:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T18:24:38.927-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><title type='text'>Back Tracking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was looking back at my blog entries and realized I missed some VERY special photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPkcO9NgdyI/AAAAAAAAAz8/hn6u9ORwnRk/s1600-h/DSC_0031_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258265083206727458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPkcO9NgdyI/AAAAAAAAAz8/hn6u9ORwnRk/s320/DSC_0031_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben's brothers kids were staying with Grandpa Bob and Grandma Louise a few days this summer and I just had to take advantage and get some photos of all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt; together.  And of course some with Bob and Louise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPkcPGyKwLI/AAAAAAAAA0E/JlGAquNuyFQ/s1600-h/DSC_0008_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258265085776412850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPkcPGyKwLI/AAAAAAAAA0E/JlGAquNuyFQ/s320/DSC_0008_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ana came out to the fair grounds and did another great job!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPkcPuNaFWI/AAAAAAAAA0M/jDlOOSd3BIU/s1600-h/DSC_0015_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258265096359646562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPkcPuNaFWI/AAAAAAAAA0M/jDlOOSd3BIU/s320/DSC_0015_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The three big kids were easy, it was my two little guys that had their own agenda.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPkcP90jCOI/AAAAAAAAA0U/oj-3vLRS48I/s1600-h/DSC_0028_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258265100550342882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPkcP90jCOI/AAAAAAAAA0U/oj-3vLRS48I/s320/DSC_0028_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The photos turned out wonderful and were VERY overdue!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hopefully we'll be able to get all five together for photos a little more frequently.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-1770873625562261043?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/1770873625562261043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-tracking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1770873625562261043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1770873625562261043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-tracking.html' title='Back Tracking'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPkcO9NgdyI/AAAAAAAAAz8/hn6u9ORwnRk/s72-c/DSC_0031_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-2371322600293805553</id><published>2008-10-16T19:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:04:58.048-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><title type='text'>Pre-Halloween Horror</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-Halloween horror.  Or so it appears!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPfiRTfYHvI/AAAAAAAAAzk/CjVUKbo9caA/s1600-h/IMG_8648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257919876895874802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPfiRTfYHvI/AAAAAAAAAzk/CjVUKbo9caA/s320/IMG_8648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just have to laugh, it looks like my sweet James ate someone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't worry just red paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPfiRq_xYJI/AAAAAAAAAzs/CWsNmHAeBwc/s1600-h/IMG_8650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257919883205763218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPfiRq_xYJI/AAAAAAAAAzs/CWsNmHAeBwc/s320/IMG_8650.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I had to keep the red eye for true demon effect!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's even in his teeth!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPfiR8W5_MI/AAAAAAAAAz0/QAQCDh7vdBw/s1600-h/IMG_8653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257919887866199234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPfiR8W5_MI/AAAAAAAAAz0/QAQCDh7vdBw/s320/IMG_8653.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I "learned" from the last painting to limit his colors, so I only gave him red, orange, and yellow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And his wooden heart for Grandma and Grandpa's birthday was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;masterpiece&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On another note, I've started orientation at the hospital, which is full time days (not what I will be working), so I haven't been able to post much.  I wake around 5:30am, get home around 4:00, feed the family, try to play with the boys a bit, get them to bed, and don't have much energy left, so head to bed by 9:30 at latest.  Tonight after work I also had CPR &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;recertification&lt;/span&gt;, blah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So how do all you busy mom's juggle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-2371322600293805553?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/2371322600293805553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/10/pre-halloween-horror.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2371322600293805553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2371322600293805553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/10/pre-halloween-horror.html' title='Pre-Halloween Horror'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPfiRTfYHvI/AAAAAAAAAzk/CjVUKbo9caA/s72-c/IMG_8648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-1747751569809142585</id><published>2008-10-12T22:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T16:11:11.087-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liz'/><title type='text'>Some Weekend Family Favs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were at my parents this weekend and finally remembered to take some photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mostly in part of Great Grandma Diane, she's been wanting a family photo to update the 8x10 on their wall (and it's a really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;awful&lt;/span&gt; one, so I was game).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLHdYBu3RI/AAAAAAAAAy8/HrNjbt_oA7I/s1600-h/IMG_8721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256483022574640402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLHdYBu3RI/AAAAAAAAAy8/HrNjbt_oA7I/s320/IMG_8721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a ton of them, but getting 4 adults and 2 kids to look, smile, and keep their eyes open, only leaves a few. There were some better than this one, but I this is the only one with both boys smiling (even though James is looking up at Ben) so it's my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fave&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLHdj4V67I/AAAAAAAAAzE/91mSwSUbN_w/s1600-h/IMG_8702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256483025756482482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLHdj4V67I/AAAAAAAAAzE/91mSwSUbN_w/s320/IMG_8702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not sure which is funnier, Miles' super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cheesy&lt;/span&gt; smile, or Mom singing one of her MANY songs to try to get the boys to smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLHdlLeVrI/AAAAAAAAAzM/hpipAm4XJCs/s1600-h/IMG_8679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256483026105161394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLHdlLeVrI/AAAAAAAAAzM/hpipAm4XJCs/s320/IMG_8679.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys worked VERY hard together "putting together" the train tracks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLHeF_OQBI/AAAAAAAAAzU/rD5DgtT3MHM/s1600-h/IMG_8681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256483034912145426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLHeF_OQBI/AAAAAAAAAzU/rD5DgtT3MHM/s320/IMG_8681.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or Miles and Grandpa put the tracks together while James played and kept sitting on the tracks causing horrible derailments.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLHecEI3gI/AAAAAAAAAzc/k0AxjzoFnBw/s1600-h/IMG_8728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256483040838344194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLHecEI3gI/AAAAAAAAAzc/k0AxjzoFnBw/s320/IMG_8728.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ring around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rosy&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Only Miles fell down!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLF8XsrfGI/AAAAAAAAAyU/PaBIH9vgVGc/s1600-h/IMG_8797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256481356039027810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLF8XsrfGI/AAAAAAAAAyU/PaBIH9vgVGc/s320/IMG_8797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Bug Boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma Mary was holding James when he saw a daddy long legs on the chair. Of course he started poking it and Grandma quickly removed herself from the equation. The spider is hiding from James' curious fingers. He can see it and was saying, "dare dis!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLF8kFSn3I/AAAAAAAAAyc/dUqYWZ5Dh5Q/s1600-h/IMG_8781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256481359363481458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLF8kFSn3I/AAAAAAAAAyc/dUqYWZ5Dh5Q/s320/IMG_8781.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, I know I'm bias but that is one of the cutest smiles EVER!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLF9CDlSxI/AAAAAAAAAyk/dXAgvYo69Yo/s1600-h/IMG_8809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256481367409380114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLF9CDlSxI/AAAAAAAAAyk/dXAgvYo69Yo/s320/IMG_8809.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This just makes me smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLF9VFjF_I/AAAAAAAAAys/o_PHdk2CAtA/s1600-h/IMG_8807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256481372517898226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLF9VFjF_I/AAAAAAAAAys/o_PHdk2CAtA/s320/IMG_8807.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, who's having more fun here, Grandpa Paul or Miles?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLF9-wSdqI/AAAAAAAAAy0/UulaO_IZdzY/s1600-h/IMG_8818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256481383703017122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLF9-wSdqI/AAAAAAAAAy0/UulaO_IZdzY/s320/IMG_8818.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this would be the other greatest smile!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Miles' giggles are seriously contagious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-1747751569809142585?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/1747751569809142585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-weekend-family-favs.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1747751569809142585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/1747751569809142585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-weekend-family-favs.html' title='Some Weekend Family Favs!'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SPLHdYBu3RI/AAAAAAAAAy8/HrNjbt_oA7I/s72-c/IMG_8721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-109175977789821220</id><published>2008-10-10T09:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T09:14:37.678-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><title type='text'>Last Little Bits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's not much more time left to play outside before the snow and ice arrive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I've been trying to get the guys out as much as possible before we're stuck inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SO9hf6qpZMI/AAAAAAAAAx0/5-exfj2fq1s/s1600-h/IMG_8539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255526491116627138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SO9hf6qpZMI/AAAAAAAAAx0/5-exfj2fq1s/s320/IMG_8539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have a little sand box, just enough room for two little guys to play in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SO9hhFw4j6I/AAAAAAAAAx8/47MSWz9RD3A/s1600-h/IMG_8551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255526511275446178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SO9hhFw4j6I/AAAAAAAAAx8/47MSWz9RD3A/s320/IMG_8551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miles found a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pine cone&lt;/span&gt; and some twigs!  It was quite exciting for him!  I told him they came off the pine tree.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SO9hhITFefI/AAAAAAAAAyE/0Y46rbVpVfk/s1600-h/IMG_8557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255526511955769842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SO9hhITFefI/AAAAAAAAAyE/0Y46rbVpVfk/s320/IMG_8557.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So my funny guy decided to make a "garden" with the pine cone and twigs.  "I'm growing a pine tree mommy!"  He was VERY proud!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SO9hhfXXgZI/AAAAAAAAAyM/18KvQAdjb1k/s1600-h/IMG_8552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255526518147744146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SO9hhfXXgZI/AAAAAAAAAyM/18KvQAdjb1k/s320/IMG_8552.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Until this super cute, but naughty shoe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;clomped&lt;/span&gt; all over the "garden".  If you could have heard the cries it really was a tragic loss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-109175977789821220?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/109175977789821220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-little-bits.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/109175977789821220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/109175977789821220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-little-bits.html' title='Last Little Bits'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SO9hf6qpZMI/AAAAAAAAAx0/5-exfj2fq1s/s72-c/IMG_8539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-2092667091028456901</id><published>2008-10-08T22:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:53:20.286-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potty training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><title type='text'>Early Potty Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's never too early, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SO15g1eEzZI/AAAAAAAAAxM/ZT1dGQUwV4M/s1600-h/IMG_8618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254989945227234706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SO15g1eEzZI/AAAAAAAAAxM/ZT1dGQUwV4M/s320/IMG_8618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; James LOVES sitting on his little potty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SO15hOgpeHI/AAAAAAAAAxU/Evfb2vLEn1Q/s1600-h/IMG_8620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254989951948912754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SO15hOgpeHI/AAAAAAAAAxU/Evfb2vLEn1Q/s320/IMG_8620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He sits (for about 10-15 seconds), jumps up, claps, and then is down again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SO15hXpD28I/AAAAAAAAAxc/-3XJJHAYuVs/s1600-h/IMG_8633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254989954400115650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SO15hXpD28I/AAAAAAAAAxc/-3XJJHAYuVs/s320/IMG_8633.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonight he actually did victory laps!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nothing in the potty, but it sure was fun to see him so happy and excited about sitting on it, oh and wearing it as a hat!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SO15hWh9KXI/AAAAAAAAAxk/aWYMhltFLCs/s1600-h/IMG_8634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254989954101881202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SO15hWh9KXI/AAAAAAAAAxk/aWYMhltFLCs/s320/IMG_8634.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course with all this attention on James, Miles wanted me to take some photos of him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SO15htKflQI/AAAAAAAAAxs/kH58wO9Bi_k/s1600-h/IMG_8635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254989960177489154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SO15htKflQI/AAAAAAAAAxs/kH58wO9Bi_k/s320/IMG_8635.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These were just two of the goofy faces he made!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I missed having my guys around the past 3 days, it's good to have them home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041433303989114143-2092667091028456901?l=lizmartig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/feeds/2092667091028456901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/10/early-potty-training.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2092667091028456901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041433303989114143/posts/default/2092667091028456901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizmartig.blogspot.com/2008/10/early-potty-training.html' title='Early Potty Training'/><author><name>Two Peas and a Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11640844561675871012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SSxsTSaAIyI/AAAAAAAABA8/LonZdfmL-fg/S220/IMG_9329.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHCZAXxBers/SO15g1eEzZI/AAAAAAAAAxM/ZT1dGQUwV4M/s72-c/IMG_8618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041433303989114143.post-4492991958991221145</id>
