<?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-8654746790936440725</id><updated>2012-02-11T23:26:41.344-06:00</updated><category term='Kilian'/><category term='Lucy'/><category term='Camille'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='Pippin'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Housekeeping'/><title type='text'>Chronicles of Jamesnia</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>323</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-6249292813672263952</id><published>2012-01-25T09:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T09:23:45.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Twin Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-flpyP65ioXw/TyAdc99kxxI/AAAAAAAACic/WYq1qWFoTWc/s1600/101_7990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701589511757416210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-flpyP65ioXw/TyAdc99kxxI/AAAAAAAACic/WYq1qWFoTWc/s320/101_7990.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many people know that I have always wanted twins. With babies 1 through 3 I was actually a little disappointed to only see 1 heartbeat. After we had 4 kids I started realizing that it would be a kinda crazy, so I told myself to stop wishing. Well, here we are jumping from 5 kids to 7 kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first time that we both wanted to find out the gender of the baby, so I went to this sonogram thinking we would "ruin" the surprise by learning boy or girl. Ha! God found a different way to surprise us. Brad wasn't at that appointment, so I got to text him with, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It's a boy...and another boy. No kidding! I will bring pics by if you want" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he did want me to. I went to the school at lunch time and showed him, as well as the rest of the faculty and staff. News like that spreads fast. We wanted to tell the kids rather than let them "hear it" so we caught Kilian and Camille in the hallway and pulled Lucy out of class to show them the pictures and tell them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw twins being baptized at church 2 days before the sonogram and told Brad that part of me still &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; wanted twins, to which he rolled his eyes like he does every pregnancy when I say those sorts of things. Also, just a few weeks before we found out I was pregnant, my friends Wes and Erin welcomed their precious twin girls. I have been admiring how sweet they are non-stop, and actually wondered if it could be contagious. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an appointment with my doctor today (it was just the ultrasound tech last time) so I am really looking forward to some more answers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I only remember hearing of one set of twins in my family before this. I believe it is my grandma's uncles - named &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rubel&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Strubel&lt;/span&gt; (I'll have to check that spelling with her), but now that this news has spread, I've learned of a couple more distant sets of twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Twins make up about 3 out of 100 births on average&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My high school class graduated with 72 people. At least 7 of us have had (or will have) twins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I was in a mom's prayer group at our church in Wylie in 2005/2006. 4 out of 10 of us have had (or will have) twins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. These twins will make Oliver the middle child of 7 at the ripe old age of 3! and just barely 3 since his birthday is the end of May. He looks like he is up for the task, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xlSA26esZy0/Tx-jyHRUcsI/AAAAAAAACiQ/3XIhyrLTs4I/s1600/IMG_8205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701455734614815426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xlSA26esZy0/Tx-jyHRUcsI/AAAAAAAACiQ/3XIhyrLTs4I/s320/IMG_8205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-6249292813672263952?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/6249292813672263952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=6249292813672263952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6249292813672263952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6249292813672263952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2012/01/twin-talk.html' title='Twin Talk'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-flpyP65ioXw/TyAdc99kxxI/AAAAAAAACic/WYq1qWFoTWc/s72-c/101_7990.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-2346547604509814339</id><published>2012-01-21T23:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T00:00:06.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catchin' up is hard to do</title><content type='html'>Fall summary since I did not make blogging much of a priority!&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- made our annual trip to Joyland amusement park&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;- started school with a 4th grader, 2nd grader and Little Miss Kindergarten. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E46iDCKSQRE/TxpXJnpq5LI/AAAAAAAACc0/ZRhxj5XBdS4/s1600/101_7876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699964101164983474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E46iDCKSQRE/TxpXJnpq5LI/AAAAAAAACc0/ZRhxj5XBdS4/s320/101_7876.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uFnjkStyhLk/Tngo3TvCX7I/AAAAAAAACbk/WJdsMKZmCjQ/s1600/IMG_7856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654314262819135410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uFnjkStyhLk/Tngo3TvCX7I/AAAAAAAACbk/WJdsMKZmCjQ/s320/IMG_7856.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - which left me at home with just these two during the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9QgqqX226Y/Tngo38oOMlI/AAAAAAAACbs/P1KllJFIuUs/s1600/IMG_8054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654314273796403794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9QgqqX226Y/Tngo38oOMlI/AAAAAAAACbs/P1KllJFIuUs/s320/IMG_8054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- made my first and only attempt so far at copying an idea off pinterest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LywTpjyGnNQ/Txti0uEXHoI/AAAAAAAACd4/HQXIvSKcmHo/s1600/101_7871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700258411226537602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LywTpjyGnNQ/Txti0uEXHoI/AAAAAAAACd4/HQXIvSKcmHo/s320/101_7871.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KMQd24a74Nw/Txti0a_-wcI/AAAAAAAACdw/UT-HI0j8iqA/s1600/101_7873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700258406107890114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KMQd24a74Nw/Txti0a_-wcI/AAAAAAAACdw/UT-HI0j8iqA/s320/101_7873.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- began my 13th "busy season" with the same company, 6th year as a remote, part-time employee (this is cuter than me by a computer).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mnBxyQpLaH0/Txsu-0MvrmI/AAAAAAAACdA/WINhMzFnyvI/s1600/IMG_8318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700201410066361954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mnBxyQpLaH0/Txsu-0MvrmI/AAAAAAAACdA/WINhMzFnyvI/s320/IMG_8318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;- let my big helper feed his sister and teach her how to crawl faster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YAu87nr_CF8/Txtso3G7UPI/AAAAAAAACe4/cGfJhaqZkFQ/s1600/IMG_8141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700269202611065074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YAu87nr_CF8/Txtso3G7UPI/AAAAAAAACe4/cGfJhaqZkFQ/s320/IMG_8141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DUOKwgAXOP0/TxtrcH1p0dI/AAAAAAAACes/CJZbIYi-Gec/s1600/IMG_8188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700267884252090834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DUOKwgAXOP0/TxtrcH1p0dI/AAAAAAAACes/CJZbIYi-Gec/s320/IMG_8188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- found out we are expecting another baby in June - due on Uncle Darren's birthday/Flag Day!&lt;div&gt;- celebrated our 13th anniversary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TkIfWvrog6Q/TxugFiDSW6I/AAAAAAAACiE/tp6f0WPeWnI/s1600/IMG_8258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700325770267876258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TkIfWvrog6Q/TxugFiDSW6I/AAAAAAAACiE/tp6f0WPeWnI/s320/IMG_8258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- took all 5 kids to Midnight Yell here in Lubbock (since it might be the last)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o8-06t_p0A0/TxtyGm28EnI/AAAAAAAACfc/2u_1WrbT2w0/s1600/IMG_8232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700275211203252850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o8-06t_p0A0/TxtyGm28EnI/AAAAAAAACfc/2u_1WrbT2w0/s320/IMG_8232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kv8HgD2W1Tk/Txtuv2zL8aI/AAAAAAAACfE/dCXIIEkpmV0/s1600/IMG_8248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700271521810608546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kv8HgD2W1Tk/Txtuv2zL8aI/AAAAAAAACfE/dCXIIEkpmV0/s320/IMG_8248.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- survived the great James stomach bug of 2011 (no pics of that!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F-_Y3Dvwf6w/TxuB0wx2r0I/AAAAAAAACgM/ItFkhR1YOGs/s1600/IMG_8375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700292496814681922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F-_Y3Dvwf6w/TxuB0wx2r0I/AAAAAAAACgM/ItFkhR1YOGs/s320/IMG_8375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - trick or treated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I7a_cvtQMx8/TxuRbYOxYlI/AAAAAAAAChU/Be4Vy079eRI/s1600/101_7943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700309652914397778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I7a_cvtQMx8/TxuRbYOxYlI/AAAAAAAAChU/Be4Vy079eRI/s320/101_7943.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I don't remember the first part of this month. I felt worse than usual for the first trimester and slept as much as I possibly could&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-82GdtpzAoYk/TxszJEPozWI/AAAAAAAACdM/-qZpoq93ox8/s1600/IMG_8508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700205984218664290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-82GdtpzAoYk/TxszJEPozWI/AAAAAAAACdM/-qZpoq93ox8/s320/IMG_8508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- they found ways to have fun in the house anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I12YL9DAdwo/Txs1QZq_HYI/AAAAAAAACdY/DccwvUlBSQM/s1600/IMG_8546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700208309252857218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I12YL9DAdwo/Txs1QZq_HYI/AAAAAAAACdY/DccwvUlBSQM/s320/IMG_8546.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- one detail I do remember...at one point there were no clean bowls, spoons or cups so kids were drinking water out of measuring cups and using measuring spoons to eat their cereal out of our smallest mixing bowls. Pathetic, but true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Genevieve turned 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rHhV95oxC_0/TxuZB04elLI/AAAAAAAAChg/yRHCYsFXoeE/s1600/IMG_8627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700318010021942450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rHhV95oxC_0/TxuZB04elLI/AAAAAAAAChg/yRHCYsFXoeE/s320/IMG_8627.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - gave thanks like the pilgrims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dp8AEr6VocY/Txs2baMmIMI/AAAAAAAACdk/G2B57DRwyok/s1600/IMG_8551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700209597884014786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dp8AEr6VocY/Txs2baMmIMI/AAAAAAAACdk/G2B57DRwyok/s320/IMG_8551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Kilian turned 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ljK3nMKyexw/Txt5W4fhXNI/AAAAAAAACfo/UXkgCEgVEMg/s1600/IMG_8695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700283187396173010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ljK3nMKyexw/Txt5W4fhXNI/AAAAAAAACfo/UXkgCEgVEMg/s320/IMG_8695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;- announced baby 6 is on the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- started feeling like myself again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Lucy turned 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XmOwqqZYzjY/Txt-vgW3nSI/AAAAAAAACgA/54FsPU6_xb4/s1600/IMG_8795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700289107972300066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XmOwqqZYzjY/Txt-vgW3nSI/AAAAAAAACgA/54FsPU6_xb4/s320/IMG_8795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- enjoyed Kilian's first piano recital, Lucy singing in the Christmas parade and some great school Christmas programs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- traveled to Houston and back to celebrate an early Christmas, but made it back in time for Christmas Eve snow here (more later)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that leads us to January when we had our first sonogram at 19 weeks and found out that baby number 6 and baby number 7 would be coming at the same time! 2 boys! No wonder I felt worse!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-2346547604509814339?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/2346547604509814339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=2346547604509814339' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2346547604509814339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2346547604509814339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/08/catchin-up-is-hard-to-do.html' title='Catchin&apos; up is hard to do'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E46iDCKSQRE/TxpXJnpq5LI/AAAAAAAACc0/ZRhxj5XBdS4/s72-c/101_7876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-3821122246742934135</id><published>2011-08-01T00:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T01:34:37.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My new hobby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lately I seem to enjoy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rvg0c0bQi90/TjYz6Hd2MKI/AAAAAAAACa0/QwY09QRbmb4/s1600/101_1312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635749057230418082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rvg0c0bQi90/TjYz6Hd2MKI/AAAAAAAACa0/QwY09QRbmb4/s320/101_1312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; taking pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K0PJ1Y4Xu0o/TjYz599QroI/AAAAAAAACas/P-Touz6Od9k/s1600/101_1341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635749054677823106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K0PJ1Y4Xu0o/TjYz599QroI/AAAAAAAACas/P-Touz6Od9k/s320/101_1341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of a sweet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9vUUmOTSsis/TjYww8kny7I/AAAAAAAACak/a4BtZWiO2y0/s1600/101_1254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635745601152338866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9vUUmOTSsis/TjYww8kny7I/AAAAAAAACak/a4BtZWiO2y0/s320/101_1254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;funny,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWIHeowQrRw/TjYwwRVPX8I/AAAAAAAACac/DNY-kgRVxgE/s1600/101_1302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635745589545099202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWIHeowQrRw/TjYwwRVPX8I/AAAAAAAACac/DNY-kgRVxgE/s320/101_1302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chubby,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tSmh4SWqrwc/TjYwv7Q_S8I/AAAAAAAACaM/1dIf6FPF0yk/s1600/101_1216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635745583621688258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tSmh4SWqrwc/TjYwv7Q_S8I/AAAAAAAACaM/1dIf6FPF0yk/s320/101_1216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;baby girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-59-E5qr5YEk/TjYwwffg48I/AAAAAAAACaU/9A0OIihw3v8/s1600/101_1311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635745593346286530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-59-E5qr5YEk/TjYwwffg48I/AAAAAAAACaU/9A0OIihw3v8/s320/101_1311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in swimming suits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-goJVMuX6nq8/TjYwvsOgaHI/AAAAAAAACaE/DIJ5jrqSTpY/s1600/101_1249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635745579584743538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-goJVMuX6nq8/TjYwvsOgaHI/AAAAAAAACaE/DIJ5jrqSTpY/s320/101_1249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although, I have been finding it fun to take pictures of her with&lt;em&gt;out&lt;/em&gt; swimming suits, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eDZQgNe0ih8/TjZFBXHWK1I/AAAAAAAACbM/R5Z-F3MQH3E/s1600/sitting%2Bup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635767873387768658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eDZQgNe0ih8/TjZFBXHWK1I/AAAAAAAACbM/R5Z-F3MQH3E/s320/sitting%2Bup.jpg" /&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/8654746790936440725-3821122246742934135?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/3821122246742934135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=3821122246742934135' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/3821122246742934135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/3821122246742934135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-new-hobby.html' title='My new hobby'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rvg0c0bQi90/TjYz6Hd2MKI/AAAAAAAACa0/QwY09QRbmb4/s72-c/101_1312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-1301946061052873733</id><published>2011-07-29T00:14:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T00:58:26.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Camille turns 5!</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Camille's birthday on Father's Day while we were still in the Houston area. The day started with a bright and early trip to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shipley's&lt;/span&gt; donuts before church. Yes...very bright...and very early for us in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MGxAb4GnAf4/TjI9nreXM9I/AAAAAAAACY0/fAJggb-lpGk/s1600/101_1355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634633835688178642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MGxAb4GnAf4/TjI9nreXM9I/AAAAAAAACY0/fAJggb-lpGk/s320/101_1355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know Camille enjoyed getting to go &lt;em&gt;into&lt;/em&gt; a donut shop since we usually just do drive through on the days they talk me into it. It was really a treat for me, though, since I fell in love with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shipley's&lt;/span&gt; when I was in college. There are not any in the Lubbock area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oliver just likes chocolate iced with sprinkles no matter where we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3BzzZte95_4/TjI9oQIRorI/AAAAAAAACY8/cHSKUXkXmhc/s1600/101_1359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634633845527650994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3BzzZte95_4/TjI9oQIRorI/AAAAAAAACY8/cHSKUXkXmhc/s320/101_1359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was sufficiently spoiled at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Grammy's&lt;/span&gt; house. There were cupcakes and candles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RlpUNpvO2Eo/Ti3Mpc6DB1I/AAAAAAAACWg/ZWJBAqCmA-o/s1600/IMG_7318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633383721416722258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RlpUNpvO2Eo/Ti3Mpc6DB1I/AAAAAAAACWg/ZWJBAqCmA-o/s320/IMG_7318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mtSMX2jExQ8/TjHw_-pB0JI/AAAAAAAACX8/Z2oHTHMcOAQ/s1600/IMG_7335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634549590754709650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mtSMX2jExQ8/TjHw_-pB0JI/AAAAAAAACX8/Z2oHTHMcOAQ/s320/IMG_7335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and family! (That is Brad's dad, "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PawPaw&lt;/span&gt;" holding Genevieve in case anyone couldn't guess!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_6mJQRK_VOA/Ti3Mo8XzVTI/AAAAAAAACWY/YtLFSOa0IeU/s1600/IMG_7327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633383712683152690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_6mJQRK_VOA/Ti3Mo8XzVTI/AAAAAAAACWY/YtLFSOa0IeU/s320/IMG_7327.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She got to open more presents when we got back to Lubbock. This is one &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; girl. She wanted and received jewelry, more jewelry, kits to make jewelry and a real jewelry box and some pretty new clothes/shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WpTWEYbbnb8/TjJI6YWuKgI/AAAAAAAACZM/DFD7WpVFxc0/s1600/IMG_7338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634646251601275394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WpTWEYbbnb8/TjJI6YWuKgI/AAAAAAAACZM/DFD7WpVFxc0/s320/IMG_7338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 5 things I love about Camille&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;* her sweet, high-pitched {helium-like} voice&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;* how she is &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;willing to unload the dishwasher&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;* how she and I share a big glass of chocolate milk with two straws almost every night&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;* how much she loves to color - she entertains herself for hours!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;* her fabulous poses for pictures&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C0bdSJCw3pQ/TjI8rOkI9bI/AAAAAAAACYk/TcI3sJzNy-w/s1600/IMG_7294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634632797135631794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C0bdSJCw3pQ/TjI8rOkI9bI/AAAAAAAACYk/TcI3sJzNy-w/s320/IMG_7294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E-J_V3QLiCk/TjI8qqx6qFI/AAAAAAAACYc/V4frbbOaOJ4/s1600/CMJ5bdaydress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634632787529738322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E-J_V3QLiCk/TjI8qqx6qFI/AAAAAAAACYc/V4frbbOaOJ4/s320/CMJ5bdaydress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and a bonus #6...I love her patience since this was supposed to be her first birthday to have a party with friends and I have still not organized anything! I need to do the detective work to get contact info for her school friends. Shame on me!&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/8654746790936440725-1301946061052873733?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/1301946061052873733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=1301946061052873733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1301946061052873733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1301946061052873733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/07/camille-turns-5.html' title='Camille turns 5!'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MGxAb4GnAf4/TjI9nreXM9I/AAAAAAAACY0/fAJggb-lpGk/s72-c/101_1355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-4643064278918327272</id><published>2011-07-27T00:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T01:08:12.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oliver turns 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the middle of the May end-of-the-school-year craziness, we celebrated Oliver's second birthday with some cool number "2" and truck shaped sugar cookies. Sadly, I am still looking for where I saved the pictures from that evening. The cute thing about that was that for several weeks when someone would ask how old he is, he said "aahver 2! num num num" and pretend like he was gobbling up his 2 shaped cookies like Cookie Monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of things I want to remember about 2 year old Oliver:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months and months of riding on a pink and purple Barbie tricycle, he got his own blue one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HOMyW66hBlg/Ti3H766GLdI/AAAAAAAACWQ/w2CgP7V0Y0g/s1600/IMG_7381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633378541149498834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HOMyW66hBlg/Ti3H766GLdI/AAAAAAAACWQ/w2CgP7V0Y0g/s320/IMG_7381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And ride it he does! In the day, at night, outside, inside, fully dressed, diaper only, both hands on the handles, or sometimes with one hand holding on to various trucks and cars. It is way too hot most of the time for me go out to the front yard with him, so I just let him ride in the house. I've only seen him standing on the seat in order to reach the gum a couple of times. Oh, and he can chew gum for up to 30 minutes before spitting it in the trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Y3HuDPhcJM/TjDpbnfDDrI/AAAAAAAACXA/_b_62XXixvw/s1600/Otrike2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634259794505436850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Y3HuDPhcJM/TjDpbnfDDrI/AAAAAAAACXA/_b_62XXixvw/s320/Otrike2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He sleeps with cars and trucks and with books about cars and trucks, after reading books about cars and trucks to his cars and trucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i4qcHLw_U8Q/Ti3A3xaqHgI/AAAAAAAACWI/8j92XLUZ4KI/s1600/IMG_7647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633370773300846082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i4qcHLw_U8Q/Ti3A3xaqHgI/AAAAAAAACWI/8j92XLUZ4KI/s320/IMG_7647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a ham. He finds what he can do to make his brother and sisters laugh, and will milk it for as long as possible. Side note: Camille can carry on an impressive fake laugh for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ss1wKMvfMzc/TjDpceDdOTI/AAAAAAAACXI/Ie8HsO57vEU/s1600/Oshades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634259809153661234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ss1wKMvfMzc/TjDpceDdOTI/AAAAAAAACXI/Ie8HsO57vEU/s320/Oshades.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we are starting to work on using the potty. Of course, we like to say that big boys use the potty. After going once, he told me "I big boy", I said that yes, he was and he followed up with "I cute".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You've come a long way in two years, Ollie-bear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kR0Sxm62sQA/TjD3IKfX3NI/AAAAAAAACXQ/JMttgZauj-o/s1600/oliver.carseat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634274853467446482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kR0Sxm62sQA/TjD3IKfX3NI/AAAAAAAACXQ/JMttgZauj-o/s320/oliver.carseat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and as your mother, I agree with you on both counts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dNYxORs5O-g/TjD5g7cCyII/AAAAAAAACXg/GfbT7nr8T2U/s1600/IMG_7096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634277477946935426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dNYxORs5O-g/TjD5g7cCyII/AAAAAAAACXg/GfbT7nr8T2U/s320/IMG_7096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-4643064278918327272?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/4643064278918327272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=4643064278918327272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/4643064278918327272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/4643064278918327272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/07/oliver-turns-2.html' title='Oliver turns 2!'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HOMyW66hBlg/Ti3H766GLdI/AAAAAAAACWQ/w2CgP7V0Y0g/s72-c/IMG_7381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-8257807344172202102</id><published>2011-07-25T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T06:00:18.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar Land/Beach Trip 2011</title><content type='html'>We enjoyed our 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; annual summer vacation with Brad's family in June. The official destination was a beach near Galveston, but first we spent some days in Sugar Land at Brad's parents' house. Their neighbors across the water always let us use their pool when we are in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CV6be8gUesM/Ti0SvXwdNRI/AAAAAAAACVw/lch9NqLvDZM/s1600/101_1184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633179313950766354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CV6be8gUesM/Ti0SvXwdNRI/AAAAAAAACVw/lch9NqLvDZM/s320/101_1184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In order to get to the neighbor's pool, we step down off of the edge of Grammy &amp;amp; Pawpaw's back yard into a kayak,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_CIzmAW-Iwk/Ti0JM9snqQI/AAAAAAAACUI/m_lh2ziiVa4/s1600/IMG_6983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633168827235150082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_CIzmAW-Iwk/Ti0JM9snqQI/AAAAAAAACUI/m_lh2ziiVa4/s320/IMG_6983.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and ride "Brad's Shuttle Service" across the lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eOOI1G3v7Yw/Ti0JMn4ht6I/AAAAAAAACT4/Ztsx2SCXkas/s1600/IMG_6988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633168821379512226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eOOI1G3v7Yw/Ti0JMn4ht6I/AAAAAAAACT4/Ztsx2SCXkas/s320/IMG_6988.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to get to this pool. This alone is always a super fun vacation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZP0mPtbweM/Ti0JM_sWiQI/AAAAAAAACUA/g_X4mD1huoM/s1600/IMG_6984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633168827770898690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZP0mPtbweM/Ti0JM_sWiQI/AAAAAAAACUA/g_X4mD1huoM/s320/IMG_6984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our first swim of the year, and Oliver was not so sure about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1w5Q2l00gfg/Ti0SvCBiWaI/AAAAAAAACVo/qDKXK379Uzc/s1600/101_1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633179308116826530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1w5Q2l00gfg/Ti0SvCBiWaI/AAAAAAAACVo/qDKXK379Uzc/s320/101_1193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kilian was of course comfortable on the slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MTTt-pygVOE/Ti0R_s4IzPI/AAAAAAAACVg/5wb4lS7l9_4/s1600/101_1190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633178494986407154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MTTt-pygVOE/Ti0R_s4IzPI/AAAAAAAACVg/5wb4lS7l9_4/s320/101_1190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Camille and her "puddle jumper" life jacket didn't work up the courage to try the slide until after we returned to Sugar Land a week later, on the day she turned 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4KfYTchqPTA/Ti0R_aiMH_I/AAAAAAAACVQ/xBt9pXJMc34/s1600/101_1197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633178490062512114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4KfYTchqPTA/Ti0R_aiMH_I/AAAAAAAACVQ/xBt9pXJMc34/s320/101_1197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oliver warmed up to the water after we blew up a "Cars" float for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oAhzem6xaO4/Ti0R-7Ve6XI/AAAAAAAACVI/nzw4chI5yc4/s1600/101_1201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633178481687718258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oAhzem6xaO4/Ti0R-7Ve6XI/AAAAAAAACVI/nzw4chI5yc4/s320/101_1201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucy mastered the slide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ctz-_hdVP-o/Ti0R-WNEbsI/AAAAAAAACVA/rcC5Jh6qN5k/s1600/101_1203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633178471720316610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ctz-_hdVP-o/Ti0R-WNEbsI/AAAAAAAACVA/rcC5Jh6qN5k/s320/101_1203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as well as the map&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-04N2X6nax7Q/Ti0PHAF1tHI/AAAAAAAACUg/4TIj-djdHqk/s1600/101_1340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633175321868350578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-04N2X6nax7Q/Ti0PHAF1tHI/AAAAAAAACUg/4TIj-djdHqk/s320/101_1340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;possibly helping us make it to the beach. Let the counting begin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1,2,3,4,5,6,7.....1,2,3,4,5,6,7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I did was count kids' heads. I can't believe I got a picture with this many cousins at once. They were usually spread out pretty far since we had quite a bit of room to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KlR5ujyxxYQ/Ti0Exy27HOI/AAAAAAAACTo/nkiKyney31I/s1600/IMG_7051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633163962422598882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KlR5ujyxxYQ/Ti0Exy27HOI/AAAAAAAACTo/nkiKyney31I/s320/IMG_7051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bigger kids spent tons of time looking in tide pools for things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T6foh5R9Msg/Ti0Ew4iNrFI/AAAAAAAACTI/Y11upjOPkR8/s1600/IMG_7157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633163946766478418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T6foh5R9Msg/Ti0Ew4iNrFI/AAAAAAAACTI/Y11upjOPkR8/s320/IMG_7157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like these crabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E85Jq1MRJLQ/Ti0AbEPifRI/AAAAAAAACS4/504ErLO_IH4/s1600/IMG_7210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633159173905743122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E85Jq1MRJLQ/Ti0AbEPifRI/AAAAAAAACS4/504ErLO_IH4/s320/IMG_7210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids were less than thrilled that I made them join me for a quick picture (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; I probably took about 20), but they survived and will thank me one day! See the new header pic at the top of the page??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Yfqo4I5dOM/Ti0AbQckXGI/AAAAAAAACTA/jxS5eRPOtuU/s1600/IMG_7179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633159177181617250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Yfqo4I5dOM/Ti0AbQckXGI/AAAAAAAACTA/jxS5eRPOtuU/s320/IMG_7179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun inside, too, with games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2LxzWJDoev4/Ti0PH5TiJNI/AAAAAAAACU4/BJ3_ZYmWfRY/s1600/101_1232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633175337226609874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2LxzWJDoev4/Ti0PH5TiJNI/AAAAAAAACU4/BJ3_ZYmWfRY/s320/101_1232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cooking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E2BWCuDaXY0/Ti0PHtBCMLI/AAAAAAAACUw/wAZ0jZUZ2fM/s1600/101_1243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633175333927792818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E2BWCuDaXY0/Ti0PHtBCMLI/AAAAAAAACUw/wAZ0jZUZ2fM/s320/101_1243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pretending to surf with Barbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w0BYO1RkWK0/Ti0AawE4CrI/AAAAAAAACSw/Jacw_eDLeE4/s1600/IMG_7211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633159168492309170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w0BYO1RkWK0/Ti0AawE4CrI/AAAAAAAACSw/Jacw_eDLeE4/s320/IMG_7211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, this is the life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9TmthTZ31Aw/Ti0ExedyJiI/AAAAAAAACTY/-UovTIlSmK4/s1600/IMG_7114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633163956948444706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9TmthTZ31Aw/Ti0ExedyJiI/AAAAAAAACTY/-UovTIlSmK4/s320/IMG_7114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think the highlight for Oliver was getting to "pray" on the deck, but not necessarily the good kind of "praying".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRxNJrNHwtw/Ti0ku-dNdHI/AAAAAAAACV4/iIXY03mjzdQ/s1600/101_1277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633199098368455794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRxNJrNHwtw/Ti0ku-dNdHI/AAAAAAAACV4/iIXY03mjzdQ/s320/101_1277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xavier, Camille and Max fit in the little pool in the shade. I'm guessing that may not be the case next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMYK-dBF1LU/Ti0JNJ5fRCI/AAAAAAAACUQ/oMkB9LVFyEQ/s1600/IMG_7233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633168830510351394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMYK-dBF1LU/Ti0JNJ5fRCI/AAAAAAAACUQ/oMkB9LVFyEQ/s320/IMG_7233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genevieve preferred to get spoiled on the deck by everyone, but I only got pictures of her with her Grammy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FJ7OM9ZtFI0/Ti0ExPfP9RI/AAAAAAAACTQ/UIxYBSL0d9o/s1600/IMG_7124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633163952928060690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FJ7OM9ZtFI0/Ti0ExPfP9RI/AAAAAAAACTQ/UIxYBSL0d9o/s320/IMG_7124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; her Aunt Angela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pftv_MxkqLY/Ti0mWsB7IMI/AAAAAAAACWA/x41Gd_XME7k/s1600/IMG_7240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633200880128565442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pftv_MxkqLY/Ti0mWsB7IMI/AAAAAAAACWA/x41Gd_XME7k/s320/IMG_7240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and her cousin Max who could not believe how tiny her feet are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lng63Kc4diU/Ti0AauB9mPI/AAAAAAAACSo/owCYemI2FSI/s1600/IMG_7261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633159167943219442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lng63Kc4diU/Ti0AauB9mPI/AAAAAAAACSo/owCYemI2FSI/s320/IMG_7261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group shot with all 9 cousins. Oliver not cooperating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WQYqLZxgqFA/Ti0PHHBRdpI/AAAAAAAACUY/1TskOywwVpQ/s1600/101_1344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633175323728246418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WQYqLZxgqFA/Ti0PHHBRdpI/AAAAAAAACUY/1TskOywwVpQ/s320/101_1344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another group shot with all 9 cousins. Xavier not cooperating, but these guys are both 2 so we'll give them a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NeHtqIKpgdA/Ti0AaV0agmI/AAAAAAAACSg/kLvRhAeWENM/s1600/IMG_7275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633159161443943010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NeHtqIKpgdA/Ti0AaV0agmI/AAAAAAAACSg/kLvRhAeWENM/s320/IMG_7275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so glad these guys have an opportunity to make memories like this each year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-8257807344172202102?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/8257807344172202102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=8257807344172202102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/8257807344172202102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/8257807344172202102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/07/sugar-landbeach-trip-2011.html' title='Sugar Land/Beach Trip 2011'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CV6be8gUesM/Ti0SvXwdNRI/AAAAAAAACVw/lch9NqLvDZM/s72-c/101_1184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-527226888535184685</id><published>2011-07-22T01:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T01:10:34.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Order</title><content type='html'>So I've been dragging my feet when it comes to a new post because I feel like I should go in order - as in starting with Easter events. I have decided to blog about more recent stuff first and maybe catch up later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, it's nice to be here again. We're having a great summer, and growing nicely, as you can see below. Genevieve is now 8 months old and a "delicate little snowflake" of a baby girl as my Uncle David calls her. In case anyone happens to still check on this neglected little blog, I hope you have a great weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TfCrbOlgOuk/TikS2NkOaiI/AAAAAAAACSM/5KVFQe1D2Nw/s1600/IMG_7552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632053531567352354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TfCrbOlgOuk/TikS2NkOaiI/AAAAAAAACSM/5KVFQe1D2Nw/s320/IMG_7552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-527226888535184685?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/527226888535184685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=527226888535184685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/527226888535184685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/527226888535184685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/07/out-of-order.html' title='Out of Order'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TfCrbOlgOuk/TikS2NkOaiI/AAAAAAAACSM/5KVFQe1D2Nw/s72-c/IMG_7552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-7251584669650753739</id><published>2011-05-05T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T07:00:15.347-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're goin' to the zoo, zoo, zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;How about you, you, you?&lt;br /&gt;You can come too, too, too&lt;br /&gt;We're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt;' to the zoo, zoo, zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Raffi&lt;/span&gt; fans out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over spring break we made a quick overnight trip to Abilene and did all sorts of fun things. The length of the drive (2 1/2 hours) seemed really short compared to our usual destinations of Dallas or Houston. I think it was a good practice run with Genevieve - although she was the easiest one in the car. The pleas from the middle seat of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Aahver&lt;/span&gt; [Oliver] get out" were very sad during that last stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;itinerary&lt;/span&gt; included:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Grace children's museum&lt;br /&gt;- Awesome percussion demonstration at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ACU&lt;/span&gt; by my very musical uncle, aunt and cousins&lt;br /&gt;- Zoo&lt;br /&gt;- Picnic&lt;br /&gt;- Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only remembered my camera for the second day - the zoo and park. I don't know why we waited so long to take the kids to this zoo. It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to meet my long-time friend Wes and his family there. Wes had to run back to work, so it was just a very quick "hi" with him, but Erin and their two precious girls met up with us both days and helped give us a tour since they are zoo regulars there. Erin's account of the morning can be &lt;a href="http://wesanderin.blogspot.com/2011/04/fun-with-james-crew.html"&gt;found here&lt;/a&gt;. She gives a fun summary of some college rivalry pranks. Their family will be moving further away soon, so I am so thankful it worked out for us to catch up in person. Blogs work very well when meeting in person isn't possible though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my cousin Emily and Camille soon after we arrived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DP2EnPv0YhU/TcI0bfjSIMI/AAAAAAAACQs/S1KD9qBNrJQ/s1600/101_0903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603098533332918466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DP2EnPv0YhU/TcI0bfjSIMI/AAAAAAAACQs/S1KD9qBNrJQ/s320/101_0903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oliver looking at "the ducks" - you know...the big pink ducks that stand on one leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TepRWEIjML8/TcI0bK4zgvI/AAAAAAAACQk/0oJlqy-2K00/s1600/101_0904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603098527786042098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TepRWEIjML8/TcI0bK4zgvI/AAAAAAAACQk/0oJlqy-2K00/s320/101_0904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Julia and Lucy in the bird room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UghER_Wurjs/TcIyt_GltHI/AAAAAAAACQM/TTsqxnlhaa8/s1600/101_0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603096652016890994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UghER_Wurjs/TcIyt_GltHI/AAAAAAAACQM/TTsqxnlhaa8/s320/101_0912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the highlight...GIRAFFES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LX7qOVyKAAw/TcIytSStXII/AAAAAAAACQE/eFy67MIIIoM/s1600/101_0919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603096639988128898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LX7qOVyKAAw/TcIytSStXII/AAAAAAAACQE/eFy67MIIIoM/s320/101_0919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;how often do you get to see the top of a giraffe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M5BVp8dUj-I/TcIys_PhxeI/AAAAAAAACP8/GVJuXp3e1m0/s1600/101_0922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603096634874512866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M5BVp8dUj-I/TcIys_PhxeI/AAAAAAAACP8/GVJuXp3e1m0/s320/101_0922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we got to feed them cracker-like things...impressive tongue, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W6kcDz6fi8Q/TcIt40J2eVI/AAAAAAAACP0/MNr94MmmF5Y/s1600/101_0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603091340498205010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W6kcDz6fi8Q/TcIt40J2eVI/AAAAAAAACP0/MNr94MmmF5Y/s320/101_0924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I managed to miss a family picture of all 7 of us at both Christmas and Easter, but now we have one in front of the giraffes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mu1q-lEFawM/TcIt4VKqWdI/AAAAAAAACPs/hR4pk6Yvq3E/s1600/101_0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603091332180105682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mu1q-lEFawM/TcIt4VKqWdI/AAAAAAAACPs/hR4pk6Yvq3E/s320/101_0929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;zebra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjTxzw5CIKI/TcIt3wZJUiI/AAAAAAAACPk/WY-q5x10AgU/s1600/101_0931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603091322308743714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjTxzw5CIKI/TcIt3wZJUiI/AAAAAAAACPk/WY-q5x10AgU/s320/101_0931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tiger playing with a ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6lN-hpYnpbU/TcIt3ltvOOI/AAAAAAAACPc/3Ybm45sXxKY/s1600/101_0934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603091319442323682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6lN-hpYnpbU/TcIt3ltvOOI/AAAAAAAACPc/3Ybm45sXxKY/s320/101_0934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;back of a lion - made me thankful I only have to deal with Lucy's tangles and not his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WIhqMXdjT-Y/TcIt3D4bBVI/AAAAAAAACPU/uW7tU_JOxqU/s1600/101_0935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603091310360331602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WIhqMXdjT-Y/TcIt3D4bBVI/AAAAAAAACPU/uW7tU_JOxqU/s320/101_0935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big chubby frog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_Ip9fyNCxU/TcI0bvT0ANI/AAAAAAAACQ0/Yr4GgbAUDF4/s1600/101_0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603098537562996946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_Ip9fyNCxU/TcI0bvT0ANI/AAAAAAAACQ0/Yr4GgbAUDF4/s320/101_0901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or maybe that was from our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does this kid below even have hair? how similar can hair and skin color be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HV5LMGYVemc/TcIpvD0qBHI/AAAAAAAACPM/dBYj--CQRsY/s1600/101_0937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603086774859072626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HV5LMGYVemc/TcIpvD0qBHI/AAAAAAAACPM/dBYj--CQRsY/s320/101_0937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;how we get around these days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bqVeeYgqtvQ/TcIpumHX2kI/AAAAAAAACPE/pQaRE_0Lq6A/s1600/101_0939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603086766884510274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bqVeeYgqtvQ/TcIpumHX2kI/AAAAAAAACPE/pQaRE_0Lq6A/s320/101_0939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;our kids were also amused by the hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tn5LwbJb_4Y/TcIptrUIWfI/AAAAAAAACO0/gq-zVAGC26I/s1600/101_0943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603086751100328434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tn5LwbJb_4Y/TcIptrUIWfI/AAAAAAAACO0/gq-zVAGC26I/s320/101_0943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yes, we are from a very flat place&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-81cKYs-bg/TcIptL4wOhI/AAAAAAAACOs/oi5FWLg5Hig/s1600/101_0945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603086742664002066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-81cKYs-bg/TcIptL4wOhI/AAAAAAAACOs/oi5FWLg5Hig/s320/101_0945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a group picture of the older kids (Wes and Erin's daughter Abby is on the left) just before it was time to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OpbfmcImXbI/TcImqSqvpJI/AAAAAAAACOk/bdVnTMQRYKs/s1600/101_0951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603083394409800850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OpbfmcImXbI/TcImqSqvpJI/AAAAAAAACOk/bdVnTMQRYKs/s320/101_0951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the two little girls during a nap time picnic - Wes and Erin's Mackenzie is almost exactly one year older than Genevieve. AND they both have 9 letters in their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZZKJVa10pg/TcImp6WTEdI/AAAAAAAACOc/_2CynJkSMeI/s1600/101_0955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603083387881591250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZZKJVa10pg/TcImp6WTEdI/AAAAAAAACOc/_2CynJkSMeI/s320/101_0955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could bring Emily &amp;amp; Julia with us &lt;em&gt;everywhere we go! &lt;/em&gt;I might have a little bit too much confidence about how manageable going somewhere crowded and taking pictures with 5 kids under age 10 is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7-hVci6KdU/TcImoi1NiPI/AAAAAAAACOM/y_DtVstsUNI/s1600/101_0965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603083364388931826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7-hVci6KdU/TcImoi1NiPI/AAAAAAAACOM/y_DtVstsUNI/s320/101_0965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think these guys were inspired when they saw Wes in uniform and learned that he is an Air Force pilot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gFSsVsFCQak/TcImn3solaI/AAAAAAAACOE/klMieWuAq1Y/s1600/101_0971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603083352810231202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gFSsVsFCQak/TcImn3solaI/AAAAAAAACOE/klMieWuAq1Y/s320/101_0971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a perfect spring break get away for us! 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This is my main form of keeping up with these sorts of things, so this may be too much if you are not a grandparent or great-grandparent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've enjoyed looking back at similar things I blogged when Camille was at this stage, so here we go with some recent/current &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Oliverisms&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- he used to say &lt;em&gt;cocky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; instead of coffee cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Oliver weighs almost 25 lbs at 22 months. (what Kilian weighed at 12 months)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- he gets bored pretend cooking, and will find a way to stir &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; leftovers...or sand from outside...or a grape that rolled under the table...or even his own spit in one of my skillets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0JRfa7GNuts/TXkzaCA3UwI/AAAAAAAACHM/BjEaMl4lkdo/s1600/101_0762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582549735412552450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0JRfa7GNuts/TXkzaCA3UwI/AAAAAAAACHM/BjEaMl4lkdo/s320/101_0762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- siblings' names: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;aahmille&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; = Camille, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;woocy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; = Lucy, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kiyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; = Kilian and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Gebeeve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;Gigi&lt;/em&gt; = Genevieve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- he throws trash away for us, throws laundry up and into the washer, and throws his dishes up and into the sink&lt;/p&gt;- he just says, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bacuum&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt; with a smile when I catch him making a mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- when I caught him with a finger in his nose and asked if he needed a Kleenex he just looked at me, shook his head and said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mouf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (mouth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I8LCeRxiBtg/TXkzZ3LYvZI/AAAAAAAACHE/m-YfPyFK8ec/s1600/101_0763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582549732503895442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I8LCeRxiBtg/TXkzZ3LYvZI/AAAAAAAACHE/m-YfPyFK8ec/s320/101_0763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the way Oliver says &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nank&lt;/span&gt; you welcome&lt;/em&gt; when I give him something &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- answers most "Do you want to...????" questions with &lt;em&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;guesh&lt;/span&gt;-show&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- says &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;scoof&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;aahmille&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; = scoot over Camille &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kkR1zSl8Jnc/TXkzZWJL-yI/AAAAAAAACG8/ZVCMacUlwaI/s1600/101_0765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582549723636300578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kkR1zSl8Jnc/TXkzZWJL-yI/AAAAAAAACG8/ZVCMacUlwaI/s320/101_0765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- points to Sonic when we drive past it and says &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Dippa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Deppa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Deppa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; = Dr. Pepper &lt;p&gt;- he has reminded me to pray while eating lunch at home when it is just us at the table &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- a hand towel fits him like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_x74VhQr3AA/TXkzbYqSpEI/AAAAAAAACHc/S7IRgVWVeiE/s1600/101_0704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582549758671758402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_x74VhQr3AA/TXkzbYqSpEI/AAAAAAAACHc/S7IRgVWVeiE/s320/101_0704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- that Camille thought long and hard about what would be a good thing to give up for lent. She arrived at "not dressing up in princess clothes". Then after giving in and dressing up anyway she changed it to "not wearing a swimming suit in the bath tub". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- how Camille frowns and says &lt;em&gt;Mom, I don't like this chicken (or whatever I cooked)......*dramatic pause*.....I LOVE it!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- how much Lucy loves to climb in my lap in the driver's seat of the car at Sonic and do the talking into the speaker for my happy hour "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dippa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;deppa&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- that Lucy plays indoor soccer much like I did the one season I tried it (at age 25) - not much contact with the ball...at all. She is doing very well in gymnastics, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- how much Kilian loves to hear Genevieve's baby babble and says there is nothing sweeter in the world &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- that Kilian is once again very excited about acquiring a new butterfly net for the upcoming bug season. I hope he doesn't outgrow this anytime soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-7195317058203371640?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/7195317058203371640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=7195317058203371640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7195317058203371640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7195317058203371640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/03/little-things-i-dont-want-to-forget.html' title='Little things I don&apos;t want to forget'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0JRfa7GNuts/TXkzaCA3UwI/AAAAAAAACHM/BjEaMl4lkdo/s72-c/101_0762.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-2104200166153542701</id><published>2011-03-21T07:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T07:32:00.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean Freak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L5I-DGq8kcg/TYZzoTLQscI/AAAAAAAACJE/1kixsJvOrRs/s1600/101_1002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586279523979145666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L5I-DGq8kcg/TYZzoTLQscI/AAAAAAAACJE/1kixsJvOrRs/s320/101_1002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-2104200166153542701?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/2104200166153542701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=2104200166153542701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2104200166153542701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2104200166153542701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/03/clean-freak.html' title='Clean Freak'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L5I-DGq8kcg/TYZzoTLQscI/AAAAAAAACJE/1kixsJvOrRs/s72-c/101_1002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-1158221694981140776</id><published>2011-03-20T23:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T23:22:42.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Puzzled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was puzzled when my friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromnellescountry.blogspot.com/"&gt;Juanelle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, asked me to send her a digital picture of the kids last fall, before Genevieve arrived. I didn't have a recent one, so &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; were puzzled when I loaded them in the car and took them to my parents' back yard to try to get a decent picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n9iDCk8I1MQ/TYaCQdur4nI/AAAAAAAACJk/IgWZtRoP60c/s1600/101_1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586295607169639026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n9iDCk8I1MQ/TYaCQdur4nI/AAAAAAAACJk/IgWZtRoP60c/s320/101_1020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then when I opened my Christmas present, I saw this neat tin box with their picture on the outside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8u7eTY1z40/TYaCQ6YPy-I/AAAAAAAACJs/7bM_UZwJFxc/s1600/101_1021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586295614860151778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8u7eTY1z40/TYaCQ6YPy-I/AAAAAAAACJs/7bM_UZwJFxc/s320/101_1021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and their picture as a puzzle inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JlWfp1z4tTo/TYaCSHG2M4I/AAAAAAAACKE/EvZ028WKiXA/s1600/101_1014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586295635456701314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JlWfp1z4tTo/TYaCSHG2M4I/AAAAAAAACKE/EvZ028WKiXA/s320/101_1014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am no longer puzzled,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VQXAv_AqJUM/TYaCRm0BA7I/AAAAAAAACJ8/yh2rF5KTigc/s1600/101_1017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586295626787783602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VQXAv_AqJUM/TYaCRm0BA7I/AAAAAAAACJ8/yh2rF5KTigc/s320/101_1017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RKopi8eTYhw/TYaCRF7yL3I/AAAAAAAACJ0/S8LRx6U3LkQ/s1600/101_1018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586295617961996146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RKopi8eTYhw/TYaCRF7yL3I/AAAAAAAACJ0/S8LRx6U3LkQ/s320/101_1018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks, Aunt Nelle!! We love it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-1158221694981140776?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/1158221694981140776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=1158221694981140776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1158221694981140776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1158221694981140776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/03/puzzled.html' title='Puzzled'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n9iDCk8I1MQ/TYaCQdur4nI/AAAAAAAACJk/IgWZtRoP60c/s72-c/101_1020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-7170137651272409180</id><published>2011-03-15T07:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T23:18:35.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dance</title><content type='html'>A couple of nights ago Lucy talked Kilian into dressing up for a dance. She put on a fancy dress, and he reluctantly agreed to wear this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yHNGNiW59w/TX8Ik9XOXbI/AAAAAAAACI8/v_Q66CAUcBE/s1600/101_0863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584191494002990514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yHNGNiW59w/TX8Ik9XOXbI/AAAAAAAACI8/v_Q66CAUcBE/s320/101_0863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They selected The Blue Danube Waltz as music and when it started, she didn't really want a dance partner after all. She just wanted to spin around on her own. He was a little bit miffed that he went through that trouble for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In comes Camille. She'll take a dance partner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BivseeNdGwk/TX8Ikv0KfmI/AAAAAAAACI0/JqZ3pfeUsFU/s1600/101_0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584191490366275170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BivseeNdGwk/TX8Ikv0KfmI/AAAAAAAACI0/JqZ3pfeUsFU/s320/101_0867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was reluctant to take pictures in case Kilian would change his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eTYjv225JCY/TX8IkCaTjWI/AAAAAAAACIs/rozAVnUlQv0/s1600/101_0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584191478178221410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eTYjv225JCY/TX8IkCaTjWI/AAAAAAAACIs/rozAVnUlQv0/s320/101_0868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was okay with it, even though he couldn't find his church shoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FuCvnyOnFaU/TX8IjwOtNRI/AAAAAAAACIk/3I7qijf55bg/s1600/101_0869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584191473297732882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FuCvnyOnFaU/TX8IjwOtNRI/AAAAAAAACIk/3I7qijf55bg/s320/101_0869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They danced quite a while, then Lucy decided she wanted a partner after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A2ciShApeSU/TX8GQQa7FWI/AAAAAAAACIc/EJUojFbSy7s/s1600/101_0857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584188939318269282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A2ciShApeSU/TX8GQQa7FWI/AAAAAAAACIc/EJUojFbSy7s/s320/101_0857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;costume change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYjBQfpDm9Q/TX8GQPK58EI/AAAAAAAACIU/y1eIKbxoHxA/s1600/101_0858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584188938982649922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYjBQfpDm9Q/TX8GQPK58EI/AAAAAAAACIU/y1eIKbxoHxA/s320/101_0858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quick side note: We love those cardboard blocks that are in 90% of the pictures on this blog. They are stacked up neatly some of the time, but probably not nearly enough. They do get played with almost everyday - and we got the first set about 8 years ago. We got the second this past Christmas. Excellent classic toy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aTCZEFwmzKo/TX8GPula0tI/AAAAAAAACIM/Xwkvyu_EC90/s1600/101_0861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584188930235486930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aTCZEFwmzKo/TX8GPula0tI/AAAAAAAACIM/Xwkvyu_EC90/s320/101_0861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the lift for the finale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHiMu0Vwz9E/TX8GPGh0zPI/AAAAAAAACIE/97qwdloI-H0/s1600/101_0862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584188919482993906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHiMu0Vwz9E/TX8GPGh0zPI/AAAAAAAACIE/97qwdloI-H0/s320/101_0862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oliver, you've got some big shoes to fill when it comes to being a good-sport of a brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cn80HAaKLkk/TX8GOxbR6AI/AAAAAAAACH8/8TMWUfA9HQA/s1600/101_0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584188913818396674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cn80HAaKLkk/TX8GOxbR6AI/AAAAAAAACH8/8TMWUfA9HQA/s320/101_0866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(ok so those are his dad's shoes not his brother's - I just really like big shoes on toddlers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-7170137651272409180?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/7170137651272409180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=7170137651272409180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7170137651272409180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7170137651272409180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/03/dance.html' title='The Dance'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yHNGNiW59w/TX8Ik9XOXbI/AAAAAAAACI8/v_Q66CAUcBE/s72-c/101_0863.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-2285139323969897039</id><published>2011-03-11T23:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T23:36:18.507-06:00</updated><title type='text'>80 percent</title><content type='html'>...of my kids were crying at the same time one evening this week while I was cooking dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rAkC1TUpf6M/TXkza3cGmVI/AAAAAAAACHU/m3JdP-vvd2k/s1600/101_0772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582549749753878866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rAkC1TUpf6M/TXkza3cGmVI/AAAAAAAACHU/m3JdP-vvd2k/s320/101_0772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver was crying "hold you" at my feet, while Genevieve wailed in her swing. Lucy was quietly sobbing after I made her redo some homework. Just before she stopped, Camille started crying when I wouldn't let her have a snack 10 minutes before our meal was ready. I asked Kilian if there was anything he wanted to cry about so that I could possibly break some sort of record with 5 crying at once. He couldn't come up with anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. I survived.  I just need to pay attention and be grateful for the times I get to hear 80 percent of my kids laughing at the same time...and in no time that last 20 percent will be laughing with them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-2285139323969897039?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/2285139323969897039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=2285139323969897039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2285139323969897039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2285139323969897039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/03/80-percent.html' title='80 percent'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rAkC1TUpf6M/TXkza3cGmVI/AAAAAAAACHU/m3JdP-vvd2k/s72-c/101_0772.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-6792208580464531011</id><published>2011-03-10T14:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T14:16:32.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucy Lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are three lucky people that get to call Lucy big sister:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the look-alike&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOhniOofgI/AAAAAAAAB7E/x8op28Izcs4/s1600/101_0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567471264935214594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOhniOofgI/AAAAAAAAB7E/x8op28Izcs4/s320/101_0277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the roommate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOwo8aHB1I/AAAAAAAAB8E/rMYI01BNDKk/s1600/101_0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567487781816960850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOwo8aHB1I/AAAAAAAAB8E/rMYI01BNDKk/s320/101_0258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the blue-eyed one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOdoHhvSuI/AAAAAAAAB68/Wm0bzO9f3rE/s1600/100_7573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567466876900952802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOdoHhvSuI/AAAAAAAAB68/Wm0bzO9f3rE/s320/100_7573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOdnKUVtxI/AAAAAAAAB6s/ZgOK8rV0KxQ/s1600/100_7575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567466860470187794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOdnKUVtxI/AAAAAAAAB6s/ZgOK8rV0KxQ/s320/100_7575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;then there is also the one that gets to call her &lt;em&gt;little sister&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tlmnu_oUANs/TXksM0HbNWI/AAAAAAAACGc/yQuBt903vas/s1600/101_0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582541811762279778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tlmnu_oUANs/TXksM0HbNWI/AAAAAAAACGc/yQuBt903vas/s320/101_0781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wait. Where is he? Could that he him behind that yellow dust cloth Lucy used to dust the piano? She has subtle and not-so-subtle ways of taking out her frustrations. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U4rEX6cdyPI/TXksNPVahuI/AAAAAAAACGk/lsvCU-Wj394/s1600/101_0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, we are still trying to play Christmas songs on the piano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, we are finding little cars &lt;em&gt;everywhere&lt;/em&gt; now that Oliver plays with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xDsq_0oePzQ/TXksNccJRBI/AAAAAAAACGs/MxcH_5mYvhY/s1600/101_0784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582541822586602514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xDsq_0oePzQ/TXksNccJRBI/AAAAAAAACGs/MxcH_5mYvhY/s320/101_0784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, I need to get a frame for Miss G's picture. I figure I'm doing fairly well to have pictures of baby #5 at all. A frame would be the cherry on top!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SM8kb1YZc4A/TXksN2V1soI/AAAAAAAACG0/s-fwWFNDqYU/s1600/101_0790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582541829539476098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SM8kb1YZc4A/TXksN2V1soI/AAAAAAAACG0/s-fwWFNDqYU/s320/101_0790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Lucy:  Mom, do you remember how Kilian was born with the bossiness? Well I think I was born with the sweetness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;She is referring to her extreme love of sugar and all things sweet, not her temperment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She also got to attend her first official sleep over a few weeks ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The new suitcase was carefully packed,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PN6vNiRrxic/TXkoiv_bYBI/AAAAAAAACGU/Pji5MuZp9x4/s1600/101_0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582537790565605394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PN6vNiRrxic/TXkoiv_bYBI/AAAAAAAACGU/Pji5MuZp9x4/s320/101_0471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and there was absolutely &lt;em&gt;zero&lt;/em&gt; hesitation when saying goodbye to me as she put on her bright pink boa and sunglasses and lined up next to the Hummer limo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kS5-UpVp2GU/TXkoiae8-9I/AAAAAAAACGM/imteRH8wcb4/s1600/101_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582537784792251346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kS5-UpVp2GU/TXkoiae8-9I/AAAAAAAACGM/imteRH8wcb4/s320/101_0477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These girls rode to a private dance lesson and then back to her friend's house for pizza and Dance Party on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I stuck my head in to see the inside of the limo and get one more picture. I think I wasn't the only mom that wished I had been invited, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nniYFMPCBvo/TXkohnVwQkI/AAAAAAAACF8/2TlhRl70ljY/s1600/101_0484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582537771063460418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nniYFMPCBvo/TXkohnVwQkI/AAAAAAAACF8/2TlhRl70ljY/s320/101_0484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, they had a blast. I am just &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;glad I am not the one that has to follow that party!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-6792208580464531011?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/6792208580464531011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=6792208580464531011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6792208580464531011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6792208580464531011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/03/lucy-lately.html' title='Lucy Lately'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOhniOofgI/AAAAAAAAB7E/x8op28Izcs4/s72-c/101_0277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-35631216605728027</id><published>2011-02-25T07:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T07:01:00.815-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Technology: Jamesnia Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not trying to brag, but we have a new gadget over here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;iPad&lt;/span&gt;, iPhone, or Mac laptop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not a new flat screen or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Blu&lt;/span&gt; Ray player&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not a Nook or Kindle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;try to not be jealous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it is a....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wM_OUtNa_wI/TWdHf5VGWXI/AAAAAAAACF0/wHQGXdcMjhY/s1600/nasal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577505276812482930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wM_OUtNa_wI/TWdHf5VGWXI/AAAAAAAACF0/wHQGXdcMjhY/s320/nasal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;musical, battery-operated nasal aspirator&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and both Genevieve and I like it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-35631216605728027?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/35631216605728027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=35631216605728027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/35631216605728027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/35631216605728027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/02/technology-jamesnia-style.html' title='Technology: Jamesnia Style'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wM_OUtNa_wI/TWdHf5VGWXI/AAAAAAAACF0/wHQGXdcMjhY/s72-c/nasal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-5739503808005817706</id><published>2011-02-24T07:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T07:06:00.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;All things pink, red, heart, cherry and chocolate made for a great heart day in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jamesnia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S4F4bEZpwb0/TWNg-8j2TvI/AAAAAAAACDo/R_7Msy-EEt4/s1600/101_0586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576407398139449074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S4F4bEZpwb0/TWNg-8j2TvI/AAAAAAAACDo/R_7Msy-EEt4/s320/101_0586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GxdSAAkYSEA/TWNg-ed8aII/AAAAAAAACDg/mIC0TT6wF6E/s1600/101_0599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576407390061619330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GxdSAAkYSEA/TWNg-ed8aII/AAAAAAAACDg/mIC0TT6wF6E/s320/101_0599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy wanted to take my picture since I had pink on. This may be the first pic I have of me holding a carrier, which has been a pretty common sight over the last 9 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8kwMAOSGWss/TWNg-Hsw6JI/AAAAAAAACDY/F3nz-PcQpUk/s1600/101_0601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576407383949764754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8kwMAOSGWss/TWNg-Hsw6JI/AAAAAAAACDY/F3nz-PcQpUk/s320/101_0601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos by Lucy. I am getting good at holding two sweethearts at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xgrgcoGDZTg/TWNg-Hce0lI/AAAAAAAACDQ/x1M_ho8XMlw/s1600/101_0615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576407383881470546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xgrgcoGDZTg/TWNg-Hce0lI/AAAAAAAACDQ/x1M_ho8XMlw/s320/101_0615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart leotard for gymnastics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wWLJ7lzDn10/TWNg9xoV7uI/AAAAAAAACDI/xCco8Hg1lf0/s1600/101_0623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576407378025639650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wWLJ7lzDn10/TWNg9xoV7uI/AAAAAAAACDI/xCco8Hg1lf0/s320/101_0623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home "heart attack" idea I found on &lt;a href="http://71toes.blogspot.com/2011/02/heart-attack.html"&gt;this blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J7pyASJFThM/TWNfXJaSVeI/AAAAAAAACDA/EUxD1t4JqUw/s1600/101_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576405614882608610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J7pyASJFThM/TWNfXJaSVeI/AAAAAAAACDA/EUxD1t4JqUw/s320/101_0632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each family member writes what they love about the other family members on a heart and they are displayed on the walls. &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;Some favorites:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Camille - I love Lucy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;becus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rockstar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kilian - I love mom because she copies some good recipes (meaning I don't ever make up any original recipes. He wanted "to be honest" he said.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucy - I love Camille &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;becus&lt;/span&gt; she is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yong&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brad - I love Genevieve because she saves all her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;poopy&lt;/span&gt; diapers for when only mom is around.&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;Everyone loved hearing nice things about themselves. We will be certainly be making this a tradition. Can you tell what is different between the picture above and the picture below?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CE7sfbuxEGU/TWNfWwuLjaI/AAAAAAAACC4/ZOUapfdISdU/s1600/101_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576405608255163810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CE7sfbuxEGU/TWNfWwuLjaI/AAAAAAAACC4/ZOUapfdISdU/s320/101_0631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot ever have enough hand print art!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3p41blfIz5A/TWNfW75lv9I/AAAAAAAACCw/r4W4Hrjhn5A/s1600/101_0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576405611255807954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3p41blfIz5A/TWNfW75lv9I/AAAAAAAACCw/r4W4Hrjhn5A/s320/101_0637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kilian cut out the heart shape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2iqRDLtvEIM/TWNfWsiEAGI/AAAAAAAACCo/1tIc5NOn-fQ/s1600/101_0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576405607130595426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2iqRDLtvEIM/TWNfWsiEAGI/AAAAAAAACCo/1tIc5NOn-fQ/s320/101_0642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sure values originality (see comment about my cooking above). He also didn't want to buy valentines for friends. He cut out hearts and folded and stapled them to make little pouches for Hershey's kisses instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AIIJhJK2C14/TWNiia9pviI/AAAAAAAACEA/JZm-rszT73U/s1600/101_0578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576409107107790370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AIIJhJK2C14/TWNiia9pviI/AAAAAAAACEA/JZm-rszT73U/s320/101_0578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know that food always looks gross in pictures unless you have proper lighting (and a better camera). Well Lucy invented chocolate stew and by the time Kilian talked her into some finishing touches...believe me. This picture &lt;em&gt;does&lt;/em&gt; do it justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gIZMOaVaoRY/TWNiiQztt5I/AAAAAAAACD4/Td4jpZjKY9I/s1600/101_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576409104381753234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gIZMOaVaoRY/TWNiiQztt5I/AAAAAAAACD4/Td4jpZjKY9I/s320/101_0579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never tried it, but Brad did. I was thrown by the hot spice tea mix and banana chunks. Lucky for me, Lucy wrote out her recipe so she could recreate it any time I'm ready to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LahzEiXANME/TWNiiOn3f8I/AAAAAAAACDw/d5oQMfJh_O8/s1600/101_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576409103795191746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LahzEiXANME/TWNiiOn3f8I/AAAAAAAACDw/d5oQMfJh_O8/s320/101_0582.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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-5739503808005817706?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/5739503808005817706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=5739503808005817706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/5739503808005817706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/5739503808005817706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-day-2011.html' title='Valentines Day 2011'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S4F4bEZpwb0/TWNg-8j2TvI/AAAAAAAACDo/R_7Msy-EEt4/s72-c/101_0586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-7172301924356552701</id><published>2011-02-23T07:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T07:42:00.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Genevieve's Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our sweet baby girl was baptized on February 5, 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QeaEPyI3utA/TWNrx7Yb4II/AAAAAAAACFU/1HeBljJO9_Y/s1600/101_0520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576419269112750210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QeaEPyI3utA/TWNrx7Yb4II/AAAAAAAACFU/1HeBljJO9_Y/s320/101_0520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were supposed to have a Saturday morning ceremony with 5 other babies. 4 of them cancelled, probably due to the very cold and icy weather we had been having. So instead, we had a very small private ceremony with just two babies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our photographers were two first graders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f7R0nb7BVVo/TWNs4TP3rUI/AAAAAAAACFs/ZxXH-lOnPiw/s1600/101_0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576420478110117186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f7R0nb7BVVo/TWNs4TP3rUI/AAAAAAAACFs/ZxXH-lOnPiw/s320/101_0518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy and Mac did a great job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4qym_6QfYCE/TWNs4KxnUjI/AAAAAAAACFk/2XpuO-oI8c4/s1600/101_0530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576420475835732530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4qym_6QfYCE/TWNs4KxnUjI/AAAAAAAACFk/2XpuO-oI8c4/s320/101_0530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we have lots from this angle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GPVfnhJpOFE/TWNrxu8FcYI/AAAAAAAACFM/hw76yDNGtDo/s1600/101_0525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576419265772614018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GPVfnhJpOFE/TWNrxu8FcYI/AAAAAAAACFM/hw76yDNGtDo/s320/101_0525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; us with the deacon &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z6MqkfTltyw/TWNrxeMTG-I/AAAAAAAACFE/NnfnmkfEIpE/s1600/101_0536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576419261277215714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z6MqkfTltyw/TWNrxeMTG-I/AAAAAAAACFE/NnfnmkfEIpE/s320/101_0536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Genevieve and her wonderful godparents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pjHn1xaEyHc/TWNqUlMxnWI/AAAAAAAACEs/O3D_yUzPyl8/s1600/101_0533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576417665430429026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pjHn1xaEyHc/TWNqUlMxnWI/AAAAAAAACEs/O3D_yUzPyl8/s320/101_0533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older kids were happy we chose Lubbock rather than London, so they could see it this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HYoxyIRj2FM/TWNs3_of7pI/AAAAAAAACFc/F47bFJQZMY4/s1600/101_0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576420472844709522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HYoxyIRj2FM/TWNs3_of7pI/AAAAAAAACFc/F47bFJQZMY4/s320/101_0531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7NHv7CdUPjM/TWNqUZLXSOI/AAAAAAAACEk/RgRDAPfQ-YA/s1600/101_0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the peanut gallery - 9 kids between the C family and us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IMYUGTho30s/TWNqUPyzn4I/AAAAAAAACEc/vxsNFkIqMBE/s1600/101_0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576417659684364162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IMYUGTho30s/TWNqUPyzn4I/AAAAAAAACEc/vxsNFkIqMBE/s320/101_0535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all past baptisms, I changed the baby out of the gown before leaving. I had her buckled up before I realized what I had done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This gown was a baby gift at our shower in Houston before Kilian was born.  There are tons of tiny pleats and Brad's mom's friend, Olga, ironed it for us (perfectly) before Lucy wore it in 2004, and I've been very careful to not wrinkle it too much since then...until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IvDzOsSKq2Y/TWNrxJ5lJOI/AAAAAAAACE8/C7U-PRt3Zsg/s1600/101_0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576419255829996770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IvDzOsSKq2Y/TWNrxJ5lJOI/AAAAAAAACE8/C7U-PRt3Zsg/s320/101_0538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home afterwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YxTgo5mubII/TWNqT0xZ0oI/AAAAAAAACEU/RVG0M8gKT-U/s1600/101_0543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576417652430721666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YxTgo5mubII/TWNqT0xZ0oI/AAAAAAAACEU/RVG0M8gKT-U/s320/101_0543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a cake* to celebrate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hs4kaPsBvpw/TWNrw7_Kk9I/AAAAAAAACE0/puBM1JdaSSs/s1600/101_0540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576419252095325138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hs4kaPsBvpw/TWNrw7_Kk9I/AAAAAAAACE0/puBM1JdaSSs/s320/101_0540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *This will be my "go to" sweet for all events now. I threw together a similar one for &lt;a href="http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/01/7.html"&gt;Lucy's birthday&lt;/a&gt;, and then copied it for the baptism.  Lazy much? I guess.  It sure was good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-7172301924356552701?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/7172301924356552701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=7172301924356552701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7172301924356552701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7172301924356552701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/02/genevieves-baptism.html' title='Genevieve&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QeaEPyI3utA/TWNrx7Yb4II/AAAAAAAACFU/1HeBljJO9_Y/s72-c/101_0520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-7563737863088040332</id><published>2011-02-22T07:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T07:43:00.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For Grammy</title><content type='html'>...who recently found a shirt handmade by her mom when she was a tiny baby. Knowing how fast Miss G is growing, Grammy sent it in the mail so that we could try it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It fits!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-877vBxzUA5w/TWNXhaoP64I/AAAAAAAACCQ/xehsaybq1fQ/s1600/101_0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576396995210242946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-877vBxzUA5w/TWNXhaoP64I/AAAAAAAACCQ/xehsaybq1fQ/s320/101_0679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She seems to like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F5LIeL6CENo/TWNXhtEphJI/AAAAAAAACCY/qM4IwZR62c4/s1600/101_0664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576397000161199250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F5LIeL6CENo/TWNXhtEphJI/AAAAAAAACCY/qM4IwZR62c4/s320/101_0664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;Grammy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pawpaw&lt;/span&gt; live in the much hotter and more humid Houston area. Grammy enjoys visiting us and our cooler, more dry weather. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pawpaw&lt;/span&gt; would prefer the warm weather to follow him up here when they visit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So speaking of contrasting weather...this February we enjoyed record-breaking heat - 84 degrees -exactly one week after record-breaking cold - wind chill of negative 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;. No wonder these girls are confused. Ever seen such crazy kids wearing swimsuits with not a bit of green in the grass (minus a couple of weeds) and no leaves on the trees?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3zTv_Jy9DoI/TWNXhnQl_3I/AAAAAAAACCg/mOCn49NEe9M/s1600/101_0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576396998600687474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3zTv_Jy9DoI/TWNXhnQl_3I/AAAAAAAACCg/mOCn49NEe9M/s320/101_0652.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/8654746790936440725-7563737863088040332?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/7563737863088040332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=7563737863088040332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7563737863088040332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7563737863088040332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/02/for-grammy.html' title='For Grammy'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-877vBxzUA5w/TWNXhaoP64I/AAAAAAAACCQ/xehsaybq1fQ/s72-c/101_0679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-8844933616746007012</id><published>2011-02-22T07:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T07:35:00.752-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not even two whole months late</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alternately titled: Christmas 2010. Better late than never!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I may have mentioned this here before, but one of my very favorite things is rocking a new baby at night, in total silence, beside the light of a Christmas tree. I got to do plenty of that with Genevieve over the holidays and although I was exhausted, I loved it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I also got to do the same with Oliver, who woke up multiple times each night for the first three weeks Genevieve was home. I have always wanted twins, and those really busy nights will likely be as close as I'll ever get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUR11Nj9S6I/AAAAAAAAB9k/o-lOol8jk3c/s1600/101_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567704596370770850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUR11Nj9S6I/AAAAAAAAB9k/o-lOol8jk3c/s320/101_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our Christmas card picture at my parents house in early December. I just realized that this wasn't the one we wound up using, but it is close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUR10ja7L3I/AAAAAAAAB9c/bzxvPf82L24/s1600/101_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567704585058594674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUR10ja7L3I/AAAAAAAAB9c/bzxvPf82L24/s320/101_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad discovered what a fun set up a nearby neighborhood had. While trying to capture the kids playing near the snow machine I caught an invisible guy's glove! The lights on the trees were set to music. My pictures of the horse drawn carriage were terrible, but the kids loved it each of the three times Brad brought them here during December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Tl-V9Rs3_A/TV9gusZPF1I/AAAAAAAACBA/yD1hxlNshBg/s1600/100_0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575281219015219026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Tl-V9Rs3_A/TV9gusZPF1I/AAAAAAAACBA/yD1hxlNshBg/s320/100_0246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy sang in the choir at the children's Christmas Eve Mass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g0rff6vDrpQ/TWNJQGA3e5I/AAAAAAAACBw/45uo0gymjII/s1600/101_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576381304455789458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g0rff6vDrpQ/TWNJQGA3e5I/AAAAAAAACBw/45uo0gymjII/s320/101_0177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and Kilian got picked to be Joseph in the pageant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-36qEsZXj5DA/TWNJP0fzmuI/AAAAAAAACBo/Ft--yxhjQ_4/s1600/101_0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576381299753720546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-36qEsZXj5DA/TWNJP0fzmuI/AAAAAAAACBo/Ft--yxhjQ_4/s320/101_0182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We missed our chance to get a decent family picture before mass. That's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; since I was still getting over pink eye and Camille was just starting to get it. Also, Oliver threw up some of the 94 goldfish he ate on his special Christmas shirt as we left the church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is as close as we got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fmwfKIT3RTQ/TV9gvpXpBWI/AAAAAAAACBg/oQv4_ohUPgY/s1600/100_0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575281235383092578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fmwfKIT3RTQ/TV9gvpXpBWI/AAAAAAAACBg/oQv4_ohUPgY/s320/100_0286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my parents were leaving town Christmas morning, we opened presents from them that night. Oliver and Genevieve will get tons of use out of our family's first wagon! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iGeKnvsVTUg/TV9gvQQ-dLI/AAAAAAAACBY/9J2cz0NmN3Q/s1600/100_0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575281228644250802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iGeKnvsVTUg/TV9gvQQ-dLI/AAAAAAAACBY/9J2cz0NmN3Q/s320/100_0308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tiny little reindeer slept through almost all the excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4dRJYAhgD6Y/TV9gu2au7LI/AAAAAAAACBI/RL4f6uY3SLs/s1600/100_0304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575281221705854130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4dRJYAhgD6Y/TV9gu2au7LI/AAAAAAAACBI/RL4f6uY3SLs/s320/100_0304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not all of it. Here she is with her Noni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gpk5bMy8fm4/TV9gvKVGkuI/AAAAAAAACBQ/7_Uy5v7sOLI/s1600/100_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575281227050947298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gpk5bMy8fm4/TV9gvKVGkuI/AAAAAAAACBQ/7_Uy5v7sOLI/s320/100_0307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * * * * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy to the World!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our relaxing Christmas morning was spent at home with no plans, no packing, and no driving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Santa left some musical gifts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FEACLOSvn7A/TWNJQdLd7kI/AAAAAAAACCA/idSeNSBq28Y/s1600/101_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576381310674267714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FEACLOSvn7A/TWNJQdLd7kI/AAAAAAAACCA/idSeNSBq28Y/s320/101_0190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some gifts that wobble, but don't fall down (as well as some practical gifts, see the diapers?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oifUzuG-xEU/TWNJQtsB54I/AAAAAAAACCI/j5gTf0IANLg/s1600/101_0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576381315105810306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oifUzuG-xEU/TWNJQtsB54I/AAAAAAAACCI/j5gTf0IANLg/s320/101_0192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some science gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bul535gMcQc/TWNJQTxZnMI/AAAAAAAACB4/WmubqtiTopQ/s1600/101_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576381308149013698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bul535gMcQc/TWNJQTxZnMI/AAAAAAAACB4/WmubqtiTopQ/s320/101_0187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our tenth Christmas as parents, yet our first to have to put a gate around the tree. Oliver pulled the tree down on top of him once, and almost did a second time so up the gate went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Camille refused to wear her snowman gown to match Lucy. No harm done. I am all about choosing battles these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUR6UfxP7bI/AAAAAAAAB-E/RARUj0cQy9A/s1600/101_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567709531880811954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUR6UfxP7bI/AAAAAAAAB-E/RARUj0cQy9A/s320/101_0204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Chef got some cookware from Grammy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PawPaw&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUR6T_4xy3I/AAAAAAAAB98/3XIFsOUMN7Y/s1600/101_0207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567709523322456946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUR6T_4xy3I/AAAAAAAAB98/3XIFsOUMN7Y/s320/101_0207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Finally, Lucy got a magic wand from Santa, but not the kind she hoped for. This purple one, which resembles a hand-painted dowel rod, came with a note that explains there is no such thing as a "real" magic wand. Remember this post &lt;a href="http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/09/magical-wand.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;? She had been planning to turn herself into a flying mermaid on Christmas morning for months. Now we know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUR6U1dCAZI/AAAAAAAAB-M/MMQj3daCaXc/s1600/101_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567709537701593490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUR6U1dCAZI/AAAAAAAAB-M/MMQj3daCaXc/s320/101_0203.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;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/8654746790936440725-8844933616746007012?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/8844933616746007012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=8844933616746007012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/8844933616746007012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/8844933616746007012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/02/not-even-two-whole-months-late.html' title='Not even two whole months late'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUR11Nj9S6I/AAAAAAAAB9k/o-lOol8jk3c/s72-c/101_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-1863641889711699902</id><published>2011-02-07T07:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T07:30:01.378-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Big Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some friends of ours had a baby boy (also their fifth) one month before Genevieve was born. That mom and I agree that it is not the &lt;em&gt;fifth baby&lt;/em&gt; that makes our lives...um...challenging. In both cases, it is the fifth baby's&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;toddler brother&lt;/em&gt; that makes things...um...challenging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oliver is 20 months now. I wanted to document was he is up to and in to these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He loves his cars and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;choo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;choo's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-byuq9RVI/AAAAAAAACAo/JB_ycN3-NKs/s1600/101_0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570842559904564562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-byuq9RVI/AAAAAAAACAo/JB_ycN3-NKs/s320/101_0416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And getting stuck going after them, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-bzM3eoQI/AAAAAAAACAw/9OEDcrs7kro/s1600/101_0433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570842568010146050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-bzM3eoQI/AAAAAAAACAw/9OEDcrs7kro/s320/101_0433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves talking on his plastic banana phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-byTVH9kI/AAAAAAAACAg/NgVdqKqzAIk/s1600/101_0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570842552565233218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-byTVH9kI/AAAAAAAACAg/NgVdqKqzAIk/s320/101_0268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sharing plastic grapes with "Baby" &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-bx3vPLTI/AAAAAAAACAY/Q0mNg_fWgHE/s1600/101_0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570842545158565170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-bx3vPLTI/AAAAAAAACAY/Q0mNg_fWgHE/s320/101_0562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gigi" is what he is calling her more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-XvSO4wUI/AAAAAAAACAQ/k9FMEIipbY0/s1600/101_0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570838102684516674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-XvSO4wUI/AAAAAAAACAQ/k9FMEIipbY0/s320/101_0561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also shares plastic broccoli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-XuzGli6I/AAAAAAAACAI/t3btqGJWXQ0/s1600/101_0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570838094328204194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-XuzGli6I/AAAAAAAACAI/t3btqGJWXQ0/s320/101_0565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what else did he get at the plastic food store??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-XuYtdISI/AAAAAAAACAA/KubHXzyJMlI/s1600/101_0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570838087243473186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-XuYtdISI/AAAAAAAACAA/KubHXzyJMlI/s320/101_0568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, plastic red pepper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-XuEeKFwI/AAAAAAAAB_4/Qd1QSIaXdXs/s1600/101_0567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570838081810601730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-XuEeKFwI/AAAAAAAAB_4/Qd1QSIaXdXs/s320/101_0567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I remove her from the situation, he rests from all that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shopping and&lt;/span&gt; sharing in her cradle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-Xth_eOtI/AAAAAAAAB_w/toeOJfpuRCg/s1600/101_0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570838072555092690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-Xth_eOtI/AAAAAAAAB_w/toeOJfpuRCg/s320/101_0569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he sees me holding Genevieve, he'll often drop to the floor on his back and pat his chest, saying "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;howd&lt;/span&gt; baby"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-Tn9jK0pI/AAAAAAAAB_o/iXUG_2lO79w/s1600/101_0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570833578826846866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-Tn9jK0pI/AAAAAAAAB_o/iXUG_2lO79w/s320/101_0445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loves his Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-TnbHAnmI/AAAAAAAAB_g/U3siqd96FDM/s1600/101_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570833569581932130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-TnbHAnmI/AAAAAAAAB_g/U3siqd96FDM/s320/101_0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He still loves to "cook", so he can be found waiting at the front door for his Noni while carrying around a skillet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-TmyEuV1I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/Heq_HYrR2lc/s1600/101_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570833558566491986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-TmyEuV1I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/Heq_HYrR2lc/s320/101_0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I discouraged him from climbing into the baby swing, but once he pops the tray down into place, he is stuck. Now I let him, and enjoy those few moments that I know he is not making a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-TmQ_dE3I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/VJiJjbX0LKY/s1600/101_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570833549686018930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-TmQ_dE3I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/VJiJjbX0LKY/s320/101_0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Becaue he is getting pretty good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJvWyx0GNI/AAAAAAAAB5c/8MfixRPuZZY/s1600/101_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567134526761867474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJvWyx0GNI/AAAAAAAAB5c/8MfixRPuZZY/s320/101_0346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at making messes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUNe0sp-CVI/AAAAAAAAB5k/JNnz5SaR-Rs/s1600/100_7610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567397823793465682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUNe0sp-CVI/AAAAAAAAB5k/JNnz5SaR-Rs/s320/100_7610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;He likes to play "down, set, hut"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-TlyZmESI/AAAAAAAAB_I/J6j08roUk6M/s1600/101_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570833541474160930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-TlyZmESI/AAAAAAAAB_I/J6j08roUk6M/s320/101_0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kiss his "Baby Gigi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJvWvGWIQI/AAAAAAAAB5U/C6v9iPiX4kQ/s1600/101_0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567134525774242050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJvWvGWIQI/AAAAAAAAB5U/C6v9iPiX4kQ/s320/101_0373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; until he is plain worn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-bzp2CeFI/AAAAAAAACA4/yNo5MspeDsY/s1600/101_0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570842575788734546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-bzp2CeFI/AAAAAAAACA4/yNo5MspeDsY/s320/101_0502.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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-1863641889711699902?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/1863641889711699902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=1863641889711699902' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1863641889711699902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1863641889711699902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/02/little-big-brother.html' title='Little Big Brother'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TU-byuq9RVI/AAAAAAAACAo/JB_ycN3-NKs/s72-c/101_0416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-8898310924445966781</id><published>2011-01-31T21:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T21:14:01.045-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Very Middle Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUO5VB91zvI/AAAAAAAAB9E/GOSh1zy0a9Y/s1600/100_7546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567497335316270834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUO5VB91zvI/AAAAAAAAB9E/GOSh1zy0a9Y/s320/100_7546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;third of five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUO5Umc-92I/AAAAAAAAB88/zwAeN8ljNMM/s1600/100_7547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567497327930701666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUO5Umc-92I/AAAAAAAAB88/zwAeN8ljNMM/s320/100_7547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Exactly half way between the ages of the oldest and youngest&lt;br /&gt;(Kilian - 9, Camille 4 1/2, Genevieve - 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUO5UOvQpGI/AAAAAAAAB8s/aR59ojMmToc/s1600/100_6495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567497321564906594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUO5UOvQpGI/AAAAAAAAB8s/aR59ojMmToc/s320/100_6495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Older &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blond&lt;/span&gt; brother and brunette sister AND younger &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blond&lt;/span&gt; brother and brunette sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUO5USjvY9I/AAAAAAAAB80/jV_oBclExdI/s1600/100_7321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567497322590331858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUO5USjvY9I/AAAAAAAAB80/jV_oBclExdI/s320/100_7321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know any specifics of "middle child syndrome"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUO2paLaruI/AAAAAAAAB8c/vICGz6NVIU8/s1600/101_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567494386878164706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUO2paLaruI/AAAAAAAAB8c/vICGz6NVIU8/s320/101_0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in your case, it must mean: amazing, fun loving, girlie little ball of sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJgx2fzeGGI/AAAAAAAAByY/JactLKub-sc/s1600/100_7299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519216155662620770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJgx2fzeGGI/AAAAAAAAByY/JactLKub-sc/s320/100_7299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you never get "lost" in this growing family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJgx1w0ybSI/AAAAAAAAByQ/FZS9TxnWIYE/s1600/100_7296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519216143051681058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJgx1w0ybSI/AAAAAAAAByQ/FZS9TxnWIYE/s320/100_7296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;although I just don't see it happening!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUO-CalOO4I/AAAAAAAAB9M/zUL5II-YeNA/s1600/101_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567502513064524674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUO-CalOO4I/AAAAAAAAB9M/zUL5II-YeNA/s320/101_0168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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/8654746790936440725-8898310924445966781?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/8898310924445966781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=8898310924445966781' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/8898310924445966781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/8898310924445966781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/01/very-middle-child.html' title='The Very Middle Child'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUO5VB91zvI/AAAAAAAAB9E/GOSh1zy0a9Y/s72-c/100_7546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-7218198890372790602</id><published>2011-01-30T21:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T00:24:20.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>7!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 weeks after Kilian's party, we celebrated Lucy turning 7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had purchased some cute clearance gingerbread man invitations (probably meant for a Christmas party) a couple of years ago. I came across them in my closet when getting out my maternity clothes last summer, and they set the stage for a fun, after-school, Friday-in-December, first-snow-of-the-year, kind of party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purchased some inexpensive children's aprons and painted the brown gingerbread man figure on each one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOhoCLUZtI/AAAAAAAAB7M/v2kUaSy7lcc/s1600/101_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567471273511249618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOhoCLUZtI/AAAAAAAAB7M/v2kUaSy7lcc/s320/101_0082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Then we set out fabric paint and turned them loose. They turned out really cute, but I sure hope there were no mishaps on the ride home because even though we had them work on these as soon as they arrived, they didn't have time to dry completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOhovTQJpI/AAAAAAAAB7U/7wueJkn8Kg0/s1600/101_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567471285624120978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOhovTQJpI/AAAAAAAAB7U/7wueJkn8Kg0/s320/101_0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also had them decorate a gingerbread man cookie &lt;em&gt;to take home&lt;/em&gt;. Putting one between two paper plates and stapling worked well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOhpZLqCXI/AAAAAAAAB7k/OwkPyN6uYSA/s1600/101_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567471296866552178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOhpZLqCXI/AAAAAAAAB7k/OwkPyN6uYSA/s320/101_0121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cookie cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOhpJGo_OI/AAAAAAAAB7c/1sqD6QQw2CY/s1600/101_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567471292550544610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOhpJGo_OI/AAAAAAAAB7c/1sqD6QQw2CY/s320/101_0095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The small favors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOjTRrgZ5I/AAAAAAAAB7s/HB-mUKiDP5k/s1600/101_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567473115918788498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOjTRrgZ5I/AAAAAAAAB7s/HB-mUKiDP5k/s320/101_0119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the book read by Noni (my mom)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOsISR18kI/AAAAAAAAB78/7YBAqBVfmFg/s1600/gingerbread_friends_jacket_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567482822705672770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOsISR18kI/AAAAAAAAB78/7YBAqBVfmFg/s320/gingerbread_friends_jacket_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I could have gone crazy buying much more gingerbread themed "stuff" - it is everywhere this time of year! So far embracing Christmas themes and activities for birthday events seems to be working well for us. December birthdays sometimes get a bad rap, but they aren't all bad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(side note: Kilian had the option of an activity with more friends, but he chose having two friends spend the night. I don't want to seem like we are unfair. Not that life is always fair...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 words to describe Lucy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Helpful &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Talkative&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Picky (eater)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Clever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. Sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. Musical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lucy is becoming quite the reader! Our trips to the library are resulting in chapter books now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOyyLGW9xI/AAAAAAAAB8M/0puf3H_KQ2E/s1600/101_0488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567490139402729234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOyyLGW9xI/AAAAAAAAB8M/0puf3H_KQ2E/s320/101_0488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-7218198890372790602?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/7218198890372790602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=7218198890372790602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7218198890372790602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7218198890372790602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/01/7.html' title='7!'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOhoCLUZtI/AAAAAAAAB7M/v2kUaSy7lcc/s72-c/101_0082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-1605675075668634742</id><published>2011-01-29T21:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T21:00:02.609-06:00</updated><title type='text'>9!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUO0duIXcoI/AAAAAAAAB8U/OSK526njaCs/s1600/101_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567491987052393090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUO0duIXcoI/AAAAAAAAB8U/OSK526njaCs/s320/101_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kilian had a small but fun little birthday party with two friends. At least I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; I'm remembering the details correctly because Genevieve was 13 days old, .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our first time to host a sleepover with friends (we do have some cousin experience though!). It was so easy! Brad took them to eat at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;IHOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, then to a neat little neighborhood to see Christmas lights, ride a horse carriage, and play in the "snow" (which tasted like soap). No camera made it on this outing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They came home and sang to Kilian while one friend played the piano. Then they automatically put on pj's and brushed teeth after watching Charlie Brown Christmas. As Brad, Grammy (his mom) and I were discussing setting a bed time limit, we looked around the corner and they had their sleeping bags out by the Christmas tree and were saying prayers. They were asleep in no time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning Grammy helped them make Jolly Rancher ornaments. They look like stained glass after they cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUODEwGmo7I/AAAAAAAAB6E/WQFkSOrOQ00/s1600/100_7542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567437682015380402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUODEwGmo7I/AAAAAAAAB6E/WQFkSOrOQ00/s320/100_7542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of days later on his actual birthday, Kilian placed an order for specific types of donuts for us to acquire during the school day.  That evening he made his own "cake" with some interesting architecture. Totally his idea, but it worked for me...I got &lt;a href="http://www.bettycrocker.com/recipes/red-velvet-rich-and-creamy-cookies/815f4270-d7b5-4d25-a2e1-dabb498d4b85"&gt;Red Velvet cookies&lt;/a&gt; made for his class at school, but no other official cake at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUODFv85rvI/AAAAAAAAB6U/UeaB-Y9W1o4/s1600/100_7584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567437699154554610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUODFv85rvI/AAAAAAAAB6U/UeaB-Y9W1o4/s320/100_7584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUODFPe5uUI/AAAAAAAAB6M/8ITS3lVaUdQ/s1600/100_7585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567437690438793538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUODFPe5uUI/AAAAAAAAB6M/8ITS3lVaUdQ/s320/100_7585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9 words to describe Kilian:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. helpful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. curious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. creative&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. focused&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. reader&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. serious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. analytical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. polite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. tumbling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, a picture of his Benjamin Franklin milk jug project/report from the fall that never made it here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOFvGigaSI/AAAAAAAAB6c/YkjPPFtHPGE/s1600/100_7351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567440608615754018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUOFvGigaSI/AAAAAAAAB6c/YkjPPFtHPGE/s320/100_7351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-1605675075668634742?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/1605675075668634742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=1605675075668634742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1605675075668634742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1605675075668634742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/01/9.html' title='9!'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUO0duIXcoI/AAAAAAAAB8U/OSK526njaCs/s72-c/101_0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-6834172390464886961</id><published>2011-01-28T21:12:00.024-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T21:12:00.344-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss G</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before birthday updates for big kids, I will catch up on quickly changing Genevieve over her first 2 months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJnYu-ljFI/AAAAAAAAB3k/C7wokkjNVsI/s1600/100_7472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567125764008414290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJnYu-ljFI/AAAAAAAAB3k/C7wokkjNVsI/s320/100_7472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJnZAz5lCI/AAAAAAAAB3s/prGlLCF8TYI/s1600/100_7525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567125768795427874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJnZAz5lCI/AAAAAAAAB3s/prGlLCF8TYI/s320/100_7525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJlkPBFwdI/AAAAAAAAB3c/Toa9gvc7PFY/s1600/100_7527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567123762564153810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJlkPBFwdI/AAAAAAAAB3c/Toa9gvc7PFY/s320/100_7527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUNrgABeZUI/AAAAAAAAB58/T81X4uh7PDE/s1600/101_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567411761866237250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUNrgABeZUI/AAAAAAAAB58/T81X4uh7PDE/s320/101_0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJnaC4GRAI/AAAAAAAAB38/93zc-QuJRHU/s1600/100_7605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567125786529776642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJnaC4GRAI/AAAAAAAAB38/93zc-QuJRHU/s320/100_7605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4 weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJspsXHE6I/AAAAAAAAB4E/Nxw8KUH1oCQ/s1600/101_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567131552921883554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJspsXHE6I/AAAAAAAAB4E/Nxw8KUH1oCQ/s320/101_0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; helping me with laundry (or laundry helping me with her?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJsqEdJJeI/AAAAAAAAB4M/rSObFEpSKME/s1600/101_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567131559389636066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJsqEdJJeI/AAAAAAAAB4M/rSObFEpSKME/s320/101_0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJsqmwVA0I/AAAAAAAAB4U/-8t5L0_v7dI/s1600/101_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567131568596910914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJsqmwVA0I/AAAAAAAAB4U/-8t5L0_v7dI/s320/101_0232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJuxysHaFI/AAAAAAAAB40/pmariF4yQC4/s1600/101_0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567133891082807378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJuxysHaFI/AAAAAAAAB40/pmariF4yQC4/s320/101_0306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJsrLvcAbI/AAAAAAAAB4c/eiuU71kg-1c/s1600/101_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567131578525286834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJsrLvcAbI/AAAAAAAAB4c/eiuU71kg-1c/s320/101_0272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJsrp3XhxI/AAAAAAAAB4k/IFd4T5KaCjY/s1600/101_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567131586611611410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJsrp3XhxI/AAAAAAAAB4k/IFd4T5KaCjY/s320/101_0283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love these little leg warmers, yet Brad cannot stand them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJuxaIeVdI/AAAAAAAAB4s/b2mXPvkfzLU/s1600/101_0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567133884490864082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJuxaIeVdI/AAAAAAAAB4s/b2mXPvkfzLU/s320/101_0299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cute cozy hat from her cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJuyu-ZFxI/AAAAAAAAB48/2ZHGBW5l3Wo/s1600/101_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567133907265591058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJuyu-ZFxI/AAAAAAAAB48/2ZHGBW5l3Wo/s320/101_0311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 8 weeks&lt;br /&gt;all dressed up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJuzw2neII/AAAAAAAAB5M/spWjT_M1dEo/s1600/101_0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567133924949719170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJuzw2neII/AAAAAAAAB5M/spWjT_M1dEo/s320/101_0332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;love these tights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJuzJggIFI/AAAAAAAAB5E/uzgAaL2OCIc/s1600/101_0326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567133914387980370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJuzJggIFI/AAAAAAAAB5E/uzgAaL2OCIc/s320/101_0326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;9 weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUNpO_pYTAI/AAAAAAAAB50/9qUwgEPPUDE/s1600/101_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567409270684142594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUNpO_pYTAI/AAAAAAAAB50/9qUwgEPPUDE/s320/101_0453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; almost 10 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUNpOnoKgQI/AAAAAAAAB5s/849GaQi14v8/s1600/101_0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567409264236593410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUNpOnoKgQI/AAAAAAAAB5s/849GaQi14v8/s320/101_0506.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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-6834172390464886961?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/6834172390464886961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=6834172390464886961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6834172390464886961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6834172390464886961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/01/miss-g.html' title='Miss G'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJnYu-ljFI/AAAAAAAAB3k/C7wokkjNVsI/s72-c/100_7472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-3717874772826881571</id><published>2011-01-27T22:32:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T23:47:28.918-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Again</title><content type='html'>I've been away so long - I don't even know where to start. So, here are some random thoughts about life as a family of 7 before I go back to starting December birthdays/events in chronological order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJVW-M8zmI/AAAAAAAAB3U/mzFGXUziTnY/s1600/8GCA4GB61WCA8CBMPJCAPAIAWHCAE6U4LWCAGT0X3WCAYW2SPXCAFSEYD8CA6FI9H7CAGW2LGXCATHLXKZCAPECA3ZCASE1TT5CARX166KCA1HCMDYCA9ZR17KCA1A7ZT6CAHFSV5ACAQ4V6LLCAP3GAN4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567105942526152290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJVW-M8zmI/AAAAAAAAB3U/mzFGXUziTnY/s320/8GCA4GB61WCA8CBMPJCAPAIAWHCAE6U4LWCAGT0X3WCAYW2SPXCAFSEYD8CA6FI9H7CAGW2LGXCATHLXKZCAPECA3ZCASE1TT5CARX166KCA1HCMDYCA9ZR17KCA1A7ZT6CAHFSV5ACAQ4V6LLCAP3GAN4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Our mom's group from church met at an indoor play land a couple of weeks ago. I made it (almost on time) with the youngest two. You would think that this being my fifth time around I would have remembered a diaper bag. Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I heard Oliver saying "Ahhhh Ahhhh" and found him sticking his arm into Genevieve's crib with his toothbrush in hand trying to give her gums a good scrub. This is just one example of why we always have to put her in the back right corner of her crib. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. I am amused when I get the "Wow, you have your hands full" comment when I'm out and about with only Camille and Genevieve.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJR2oUPpgI/AAAAAAAAB2s/yCz9v1iJRn8/s1600/safeaction_pistol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567102088360470018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 82px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJR2oUPpgI/AAAAAAAAB2s/yCz9v1iJRn8/s320/safeaction_pistol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Several months before Genevieve was born, I posted &lt;a href="http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/08/kilians-naming-rules.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; about Kilian's preferences on the baby's first name, so that we could spell something cool with their initials. G.L.O.C.K. is not what either of us had in mind. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. For at least 19 months, I've been meaning to update the profile picture on the right so that it includes Oliver, now what a waste that would have been.  Efficiency is the key for me in 2011.  I'll add two babies to it at the same time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJU03-nyHI/AAAAAAAAB3E/Ig-_ypdxAvY/s1600/PFCAST0N9TCAJF2H3GCAT7YHS6CAN7UYGDCAHXYBNLCAOQW36YCA4LK9H1CAB32PPWCA7W79YNCAY4SC9RCA3EZFDVCATHEDX3CAXA124OCAML7MOCCA08XPQXCAPGXVYICA7F5JA1CAG4TFUJCAI6YHK7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567105356739889266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJU03-nyHI/AAAAAAAAB3E/Ig-_ypdxAvY/s320/PFCAST0N9TCAJF2H3GCAT7YHS6CAN7UYGDCAHXYBNLCAOQW36YCA4LK9H1CAB32PPWCA7W79YNCAY4SC9RCA3EZFDVCATHEDX3CAXA124OCAML7MOCCA08XPQXCAPGXVYICA7F5JA1CAG4TFUJCAI6YHK7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. No nickname for Genevieve yet - except when emailing. Miss G or just G seems to work well. 9 letters make for a long name! I imagine that we will start calling her Genny or Genna or Evie at some point. Oliver very generically still refers to her as "baby". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. I find myself asking Kilian to do lots of things to help with the others while Brad is not home, yet at the same time I hear myself telling him to stop parenting.  I don't have a very good answer when he asks for clarification on what he should and shouldn't do!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJU1AksXqI/AAAAAAAAB3M/61pUqYNeB40/s1600/E0CAO18AKOCA7DO5AICAXQ7GPMCA1ISECYCAOIFCUBCA7V40WHCAKH7LE3CAZB9433CAR2IHRICA1P0VMHCAMNRGSNCAHURX8FCAVM8C1ZCALBT422CACIT2MMCAQUD0BGCAZTH3L1CAFAIKWJCAFXN8YI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567105359047057058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 83px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJU1AksXqI/AAAAAAAAB3M/61pUqYNeB40/s320/E0CAO18AKOCA7DO5AICAXQ7GPMCA1ISECYCAOIFCUBCA7V40WHCAKH7LE3CAZB9433CAR2IHRICA1P0VMHCAMNRGSNCAHURX8FCAVM8C1ZCALBT422CACIT2MMCAQUD0BGCAZTH3L1CAFAIKWJCAFXN8YI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 8. I have regained the skill required of all new moms. I typed this entire post with one hand while holding Miss G.&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/8654746790936440725-3717874772826881571?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/3717874772826881571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=3717874772826881571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/3717874772826881571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/3717874772826881571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-again.html' title='Hello Again'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TUJVW-M8zmI/AAAAAAAAB3U/mzFGXUziTnY/s72-c/8GCA4GB61WCA8CBMPJCAPAIAWHCAE6U4LWCAGT0X3WCAYW2SPXCAFSEYD8CA6FI9H7CAGW2LGXCATHLXKZCAPECA3ZCASE1TT5CARX166KCA1HCMDYCA9ZR17KCA1A7ZT6CAHFSV5ACAQ4V6LLCAP3GAN4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-2174359081007587909</id><published>2010-11-30T09:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T09:08:00.417-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Aggie Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's going to be tough to raise 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aggies&lt;/span&gt; in Lubbock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Camille has already defected to liking Texas Tech.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kilian was leaning toward  Tech, but decided to wait until he is able to tour the Texas A&amp;amp;M campus before making a "final decision".  We hope to do so this spring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Genevieve is 2-0 with Aggie football at the age of 1 week old.  For now we feel good about her loyalty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPHfWHoM79I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/Bn8c27HQ8JY/s1600/100_7505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544458187367575506" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPHfWHoM79I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/Bn8c27HQ8JY/s320/100_7505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy is the die-hard, though.  She loves maroon and carefully avoids other school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;paraphernalia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPHfViExH1I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/kUzqE5aQS0o/s1600/100_7490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544458177286840146" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPHfViExH1I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/kUzqE5aQS0o/s320/100_7490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom found this cute shirt on her way through College Station last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPHfRh7ptpI/AAAAAAAAB2I/7cm_T1fu9Do/s1600/100_7491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544458108529129106" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPHfRh7ptpI/AAAAAAAAB2I/7cm_T1fu9Do/s320/100_7491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was taken during &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the game&lt;/span&gt; on Thanksgiving day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPHfRIPXs2I/AAAAAAAAB2A/-t-HLsvzsmI/s1600/100_7509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544458101632512866" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPHfRIPXs2I/AAAAAAAAB2A/-t-HLsvzsmI/s320/100_7509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, I learned how to spell the word paraphernalia today.  Trying to keep the brain stimulated in between all these diaper changes!&lt;br /&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/8654746790936440725-2174359081007587909?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/2174359081007587909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=2174359081007587909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2174359081007587909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2174359081007587909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/11/our-aggie-girls.html' title='Our Aggie Girls'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPHfWHoM79I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/Bn8c27HQ8JY/s72-c/100_7505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-6606234378354829712</id><published>2010-11-28T09:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T14:42:32.407-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Was it the tryptophan or nap time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or both?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPHJujuufuI/AAAAAAAAB1g/MEHN_uPfYJI/s1600/100_7475.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oliver's Thanksgiving meal got the best of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPHJt8RH3-I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/D9b9PHOOf2I/s1600/100_7478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544434407379034082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPHJt8RH3-I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/D9b9PHOOf2I/s320/100_7478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the meal we were able to get pictures of Genevieve with two of her three great-grandmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Memaw Kathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPHPUNPiIRI/AAAAAAAAB1w/V7JnEN2jZuo/s1600/100_7481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544440562328936722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPHPUNPiIRI/AAAAAAAAB1w/V7JnEN2jZuo/s320/100_7481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Grandmother Lucy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPHPTXntEOI/AAAAAAAAB1o/mU8oxODfCWs/s1600/100_7485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544440547934802146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPHPTXntEOI/AAAAAAAAB1o/mU8oxODfCWs/s320/100_7485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We look forward to taking her picture with Nanny this spring (when we're brave enough to travel the 625 miles to Beaumont!) &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/8654746790936440725-6606234378354829712?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/6606234378354829712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=6606234378354829712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6606234378354829712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6606234378354829712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/11/was-it-tryptophan-or-nap-time.html' title='Was it the tryptophan or nap time?'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPHJt8RH3-I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/D9b9PHOOf2I/s72-c/100_7478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-2594566665220433514</id><published>2010-11-27T18:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T18:22:17.664-06:00</updated><title type='text'>James - Party of 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One week old already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Saturday evening my parents made a deal with the older kids that if the baby arrived before 8:00 pm, they would come meet him/her that night. If it was later, they would wait until the next morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brad had also made a deal with me. If the new baby arrived before 7:00 pm, he would pay attention and be present for the birth. If it was later, he would be watching "THE GAME" and see how I was during commercials :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Genevieve arrived at 6:15 pm, so everyone was happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPGREesUbTI/AAAAAAAAB1A/nKpzMPpIbPQ/s1600/100_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544372122414247218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPGREesUbTI/AAAAAAAAB1A/nKpzMPpIbPQ/s320/100_0190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night they just popped in for a couple of minutes. They came back the next day for a chance to hold her. &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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kilian will be 9 in a couple of weeks and is definitely a pro at being the big brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPGPbYVFyAI/AAAAAAAAB04/FzkpNT3UY0w/s1600/100_7430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544370316819941378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPGPbYVFyAI/AAAAAAAAB04/FzkpNT3UY0w/s320/100_7430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy is thrilled to have another "brown haired girl" that resembles herself as a newborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPGPa-xxF1I/AAAAAAAAB0w/YFkyhn_q_6g/s1600/100_7429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544370309960898386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPGPa-xxF1I/AAAAAAAAB0w/YFkyhn_q_6g/s320/100_7429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille loves having a little sister to kiss on the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPGPauyt1rI/AAAAAAAAB0o/a55H_Hwvwx8/s1600/100_7434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544370305669912242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPGPauyt1rI/AAAAAAAAB0o/a55H_Hwvwx8/s320/100_7434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver was in no mood to attempt to hold a one day old. We settled for this that night, but he is learning to be very "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;foft&lt;/span&gt;" with her now that we are home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPGPaaXSmyI/AAAAAAAAB0g/_rCYO6V0uec/s1600/100_7435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544370300186172194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPGPaaXSmyI/AAAAAAAAB0g/_rCYO6V0uec/s320/100_7435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are - waiting for the wheelchair for the ride to the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPGS4jDIW2I/AAAAAAAAB1I/k2L2q4N9VI8/s1600/100_7440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544374116448492386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPGS4jDIW2I/AAAAAAAAB1I/k2L2q4N9VI8/s320/100_7440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the going home outfit, specially picked out by her great-grandma (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Memaw&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPGS5LjyPYI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/SieqPBy24Ko/s1600/100_7449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544374127322873218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPGS5LjyPYI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/SieqPBy24Ko/s320/100_7449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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/8654746790936440725-2594566665220433514?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/2594566665220433514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=2594566665220433514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2594566665220433514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2594566665220433514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/11/james-party-of-7.html' title='James - Party of 7'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TPGREesUbTI/AAAAAAAAB1A/nKpzMPpIbPQ/s72-c/100_0190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-9004586606969934875</id><published>2010-11-21T10:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T10:50:55.913-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Genevieve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's doing great!  I love her squeaky little cry, but she mostly does this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TOlL_4T3MyI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/5KEaCG88Duo/s1600/100_7425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TOlL_4T3MyI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/5KEaCG88Duo/s320/100_7425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542044377275642658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are ready for when the kids visit today!  They briefly stopped by last night and my mom got a family of 7 picture on her camera - I'll try to get that from her soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TOlMACHGbLI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/89iyK7WvM4s/s1600/100_7427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TOlMACHGbLI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/89iyK7WvM4s/s320/100_7427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542044379906469042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-9004586606969934875?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/9004586606969934875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=9004586606969934875' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/9004586606969934875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/9004586606969934875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/11/miss-genevieve.html' title='Miss Genevieve'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TOlL_4T3MyI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/5KEaCG88Duo/s72-c/100_7425.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-8412760196955482200</id><published>2010-11-20T21:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T21:49:56.961-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have a girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genevieve Rose&lt;br /&gt;7 lb 3 oz&lt;br /&gt;18 1/2 inches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:15 (45 minutes before A&amp;amp;M kick off)&lt;br /&gt;11/20/2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have moved up to our room and are both doing very well.  Genevieve has lots of  dark hair like her sister Lucy did, which makes Lucy happy because "all the other kids are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blond"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures to follow!&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/8654746790936440725-8412760196955482200?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/8412760196955482200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=8412760196955482200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/8412760196955482200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/8412760196955482200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/11/announcement.html' title='The Announcement'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-3796706073353807500</id><published>2010-11-20T12:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T12:37:07.371-06:00</updated><title type='text'>November it is!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ironically, I actually have time to blog now that I am sitting in my labor and delivery room at the hospital.  Never mind that countdown on the right.  There are not 14 days until baby arrives because it is happening today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've never had an early baby before (although yesterday was my original due date before it was bumped to December 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;).   I had made out my "To do before baby list", but not really accomplished much on it since I was counting on a December arrival.  That's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; though - we're obviously very excited to meet him or her in a few hours!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are pictures of Oliver that I had started to post several days ago.  He was sporting Aggie maroon and enjoying his days as "the baby".   I know that the next time I see him he will seem so big and grown up next to his tiny new sibling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll post again when there is official baby news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TM4-9SRaFhI/AAAAAAAAB0I/JvAnh-r4Big/s1600/100_7347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534430214682711570" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TM4-9SRaFhI/AAAAAAAAB0I/JvAnh-r4Big/s320/100_7347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TM4-82Y7IMI/AAAAAAAAB0A/rT_RPf4o4Ns/s1600/100_7348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534430207198044354" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TM4-82Y7IMI/AAAAAAAAB0A/rT_RPf4o4Ns/s320/100_7348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TM4-8Q2X9QI/AAAAAAAABz4/w81T5rEg8qM/s1600/100_7332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534430197121021186" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TM4-8Q2X9QI/AAAAAAAABz4/w81T5rEg8qM/s320/100_7332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8654746790936440725-3796706073353807500?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/3796706073353807500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=3796706073353807500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/3796706073353807500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/3796706073353807500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/11/november-it-is.html' title='November it is!'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TM4-9SRaFhI/AAAAAAAAB0I/JvAnh-r4Big/s72-c/100_7347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-456936834665894190</id><published>2010-10-31T22:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T22:46:08.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Costume Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Halloween!  Here is what our crew looked like this evening:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oliver as the "Fire Breathing Dragon"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TM40akN9ayI/AAAAAAAABzw/4fWhVU4Kkb8/s1600/100_7393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534418623088388898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TM40akN9ayI/AAAAAAAABzw/4fWhVU4Kkb8/s320/100_7393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Camille as a "Care Bear" (costume A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TM4z2XRiQRI/AAAAAAAABzo/gpNP_iE9h9M/s1600/100_7383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534418001138434322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TM4z2XRiQRI/AAAAAAAABzo/gpNP_iE9h9M/s320/100_7383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camille as "Cinderella" (Costume B - because she was just too hot in Costume A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TM4z1hoisDI/AAAAAAAABzg/z3bCSltUL6I/s1600/100_7392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534417986739417138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TM4z1hoisDI/AAAAAAAABzg/z3bCSltUL6I/s320/100_7392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucy as Queen Lucy, or "The Queen of Chocolate"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TM4z1d--jsI/AAAAAAAABzY/SL4fJfzT_Ck/s1600/100_7390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534417985759776450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TM4z1d--jsI/AAAAAAAABzY/SL4fJfzT_Ck/s320/100_7390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kilian as a homemade "Rubik's Cube"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TM4z0_UmJXI/AAAAAAAABzQ/xDL99H4LUCI/s1600/100_7391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534417977528952178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TM4z0_UmJXI/AAAAAAAABzQ/xDL99H4LUCI/s320/100_7391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me as an "8-month-pregnant lady that steals chocolate from her kids".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(very convincing costume, I know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TM4z0pQVDCI/AAAAAAAABzI/566AcnHqVcw/s1600/100_7395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534417971605474338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TM4z0pQVDCI/AAAAAAAABzI/566AcnHqVcw/s320/100_7395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pay no attention to the various sized googly eyes all over the floor.  A certain fire-breathing dragon dumped out a box containing hundreds of those fun and crafty, yet no fun to pick up things today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-456936834665894190?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/456936834665894190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=456936834665894190' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/456936834665894190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/456936834665894190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/10/costume-time.html' title='Costume Time'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TM40akN9ayI/AAAAAAAABzw/4fWhVU4Kkb8/s72-c/100_7393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-5875653752810150433</id><published>2010-09-21T22:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:19:26.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cardboard Artists</title><content type='html'>During a trip to Sam's, Brad's mom suggested that we take home three very large pieces of thin cardboard (that were separating the paper towel packages) for the kids to play with. I forget to think about the freebies you can find there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They immediately started their art projects and stayed busy for most of the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJgwhSKpixI/AAAAAAAAByI/fqDSObmszdc/s1600/100_7287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519214691712862994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJgwhSKpixI/AAAAAAAAByI/fqDSObmszdc/s320/100_7287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kilian duplicated a picture of a dog howling at the moon (with music notes, a lightning bug, fence, tree, moon and stars) that he had drawn and colored at school for a contest. It now hangs on his wall above his bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJgwg_2lfXI/AAAAAAAAByA/KrstI3MXSVg/s1600/100_7288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519214686796873074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJgwg_2lfXI/AAAAAAAAByA/KrstI3MXSVg/s320/100_7288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later we found out that his original drawing has moved on to the next level of the school contest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucy drew mermaids in an undersea world with some "you and me together" song lyrics (seashells and all!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJlwyTQTsnI/AAAAAAAAByo/GgUlC4yKSJ8/s1600/100_7313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519566827783697010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJlwyTQTsnI/AAAAAAAAByo/GgUlC4yKSJ8/s320/100_7313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille drew a scene that at first resembled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kilan's&lt;/span&gt; fence and tree, but in hers it remained daytime and some flowers bloomed at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJlwx5Gn2UI/AAAAAAAAByg/MeZUDn_xVRU/s1600/100_7315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519566820763752770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJlwx5Gn2UI/AAAAAAAAByg/MeZUDn_xVRU/s320/100_7315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls also have their masterpieces on their wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJlwzIr2tMI/AAAAAAAAByw/4Z1dkF-ywiQ/s1600/100_7312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519566842126316738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJlwzIr2tMI/AAAAAAAAByw/4Z1dkF-ywiQ/s320/100_7312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I cannot fully explain the poses...but here are my observations:  Camille looks like an NBA player from the 70's holding a toy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yorkie&lt;/span&gt; and Lucy is modeling her tassel from kindergarten graduation.&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/8654746790936440725-5875653752810150433?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/5875653752810150433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=5875653752810150433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/5875653752810150433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/5875653752810150433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/09/cardboard-artists.html' title='Cardboard Artists'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJgwhSKpixI/AAAAAAAAByI/fqDSObmszdc/s72-c/100_7287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-1982770077429749716</id><published>2010-09-20T22:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T22:54:00.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Her new approach</title><content type='html'>Lucy does not like most of the meals I cook. Pretty much if two ingredients touch each other, she gears up for a long night at the table. She knows that what is fixed for dinner will be what she eats. 99% of the time we stick to our rule that she must have at least one bite of everything in order to leave the table, but must finish her plate in order to have a dessert (if there is one that night).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also knows that I am tired of hearing her complain about what is on the menu plan. So I found this note tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJgqSt-9BpI/AAAAAAAABx4/7waBAKK6mkY/s1600/100_7310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519207844412196498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJgqSt-9BpI/AAAAAAAABx4/7waBAKK6mkY/s320/100_7310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "from Kilian to Mom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I do not wont &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lzonya&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dinr&lt;/span&gt; and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;theek&lt;/span&gt; that Lucy is the best."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting because Kilian knows how to spell these words correctly (well, maybe not lasagna). She got so many laughs at this attempt that she wrote two more of *Kilian's* requests to not have meals that he likes just fine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-1982770077429749716?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/1982770077429749716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=1982770077429749716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1982770077429749716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1982770077429749716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/09/her-new-approach.html' title='Her new approach'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJgqSt-9BpI/AAAAAAAABx4/7waBAKK6mkY/s72-c/100_7310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-3479164129207329794</id><published>2010-09-20T22:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T22:42:04.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grammy's Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJL2T7-h_aI/AAAAAAAABxQ/vGDz0MBg4YE/s1600/P9120301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517743315860192674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJL2T7-h_aI/AAAAAAAABxQ/vGDz0MBg4YE/s320/P9120301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were lucky enough to have Brad's mom come visit for a week recently. If you know Grammy, you know that we are now very well fed, better organized, and have lots of little fix-it projects taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our freezer has some stored up food for just before or after baby arrives. We also have a solution for the little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blondie&lt;/span&gt; that loves playing in the potty. These latch/hooks on the outside of the bathroom doors work well because Camille can reach them, but Oliver cannot. (He can reach all door handles, though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJgnfk8d81I/AAAAAAAABxo/bcj8sTaBYdU/s1600/100_7304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519204766789268306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJgnfk8d81I/AAAAAAAABxo/bcj8sTaBYdU/s320/100_7304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJgngNnwupI/AAAAAAAABxw/oMDj7jZ9sPQ/s1600/100_7305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519204777708272274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJgngNnwupI/AAAAAAAABxw/oMDj7jZ9sPQ/s320/100_7305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have our mantle decorated with something other than match books, dried up palm branches, changing pad, remote controls, junk mail, 2 cigars (not mine!) and random toys that were put in time out because of fighting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJgnelUZiyI/AAAAAAAABxg/zdvHCF9qSF8/s1600/100_7307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519204749709773602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJgnelUZiyI/AAAAAAAABxg/zdvHCF9qSF8/s320/100_7307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the "funny" I want to remember...Kilian has been enjoying the Magic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tree House&lt;/span&gt; books again. Between the ones we own and 3 or 4 at a time from our library, he only had a couple left. Grammy had heard this, and offered to take "just him" shopping at a book store to get those that he had not read. He informed us that he had filled in all the gaps with his teacher's collection at school. Grammy then offered to take him to look for any other books he would like to buy at the store. His response?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well - I think I just want to go read books in the store for about an hour. I could probably read about $50 worth because they cost a lot there and that way you won't have to spend any money."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if his dad or Uncle Darren are more proud of his frugality.   Thanks for everything, Grammy!  Bring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PawPaw&lt;/span&gt; next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-3479164129207329794?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/3479164129207329794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=3479164129207329794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/3479164129207329794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/3479164129207329794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/09/grammys-visit.html' title='Grammy&apos;s Visit'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJL2T7-h_aI/AAAAAAAABxQ/vGDz0MBg4YE/s72-c/P9120301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-6691670773953258655</id><published>2010-09-17T21:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T21:51:30.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister Confusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sarasotahealth.org/images/school_clipart/bandaid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 60px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 67px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.sarasotahealth.org/images/school_clipart/bandaid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school several days ago Camille showed me a band aid covering a mosquito bite on her leg. This is the conversation that followed: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille: "Do you know who gave this to me?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "No, who?"&lt;br /&gt;Camille: "Olivia's sister"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...I was trying to think of who that might be. I must have had a confused look on my face while I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "you mean a teacher gave it to you?"&lt;br /&gt;Camille: "yes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still thinking...are there any families at our small Catholic school that have a student with a big sister that teaches??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille: "you know, she always wears the brown dress..."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Ahhh - you mean Sister Olivia" - the nun that teaches kindergarten classes!&lt;br /&gt;Camille: "Yes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've talked about nuns before, but apparently not what they are called :) Now she knows! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-6691670773953258655?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/6691670773953258655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=6691670773953258655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6691670773953258655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6691670773953258655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/09/little-funnies.html' title='Sister Confusion'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-6132830250006548602</id><published>2010-09-16T23:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T10:07:18.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snooze and a football story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJL3I1J42cI/AAAAAAAABxY/TGIBM136hqI/s1600/100_7298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517744224561846722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJL3I1J42cI/AAAAAAAABxY/TGIBM136hqI/s320/100_7298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While looking back at baby pictures of the 3 oldest kids I noticed that I used to take lots of "sleeping baby" pictures. I do not have many of Oliver, so I just tip-toed in there to capture one. Brilliant. Guess who is a pretty light sleeper and is now sitting in my lap?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love how he sleeps with his hands behind his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;========================================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago Oliver was with my parents during a televised Tech football game. I wasn't there, but I heard that he was sitting in my dad's lap when the other team fumbled the ball. My dad yelled "GET THE BALL!" at the t.v. Oliver quickly slid down, ran across the room and grabbed two balls, and brought them back to my dad...pronto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-6132830250006548602?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/6132830250006548602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=6132830250006548602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6132830250006548602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6132830250006548602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/09/snooze-and-football-story.html' title='Snooze and a football story'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJL3I1J42cI/AAAAAAAABxY/TGIBM136hqI/s72-c/100_7298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-837227667794641469</id><published>2010-09-16T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T23:53:20.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Magical Wand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJLz3LXRdxI/AAAAAAAABxI/qLt2NMFelrA/s1600/100_7282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517740622751037202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJLz3LXRdxI/AAAAAAAABxI/qLt2NMFelrA/s320/100_7282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucy has been talking about wanting a "real" magic wand from Santa this Christmas. I guess it is pretty early to be talking about Christmas wishes, but since we talk about our December baby so much I can see why it is on her mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has a long list (that she discusess often) of what she would do with her wand. It always begins with wanting to be a mermaid and making our house full of water. She would also like to change into a flying fairy when she doesn't want to swim. Then she mentions making our car fly when we need to go somewhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, her practical side comes through (and my favorite part)...she wishes we could say POOF! and the dishes would be clean, POOF! and the dirty diaper is taken care of, POOF! all the laundry is done, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sure hope your Christmas wishes come true, Lucy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-837227667794641469?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/837227667794641469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=837227667794641469' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/837227667794641469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/837227667794641469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/09/magical-wand.html' title='The Magical Wand'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TJLz3LXRdxI/AAAAAAAABxI/qLt2NMFelrA/s72-c/100_7282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-4902989627258914435</id><published>2010-09-07T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T12:12:00.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute little big frog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TIZxnuxV9bI/AAAAAAAABw4/bRGbE0_noyQ/s1600/100_7272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514219721145578930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TIZxnuxV9bI/AAAAAAAABw4/bRGbE0_noyQ/s320/100_7272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently more attention was paid to redoing the kids bathroom and blogging about it than to the folding and putting away of towels yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't help but smile when I saw this towel hanging over our shower this morning. I guess it was Brad's only choice. I wonder if he used the little hood to dry his hair?   I bet he'll thank me for posting this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-4902989627258914435?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/4902989627258914435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=4902989627258914435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/4902989627258914435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/4902989627258914435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/09/cute-little-big-frog.html' title='Cute little big frog'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TIZxnuxV9bI/AAAAAAAABw4/bRGbE0_noyQ/s72-c/100_7272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-7929657545140652714</id><published>2010-09-06T21:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T21:35:42.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamaican Sea</title><content type='html'>is the name of the new paint color. I feel relaxed when I walk in here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning my dad came over and helped me paint the bathroom between the boys' rooms (with the paint I got for my birthday 3 months, 3 weeks and 6 days ago). Maybe I should say I helped him paint since he did most of the work. My mom took the oldest 3 kids to their house and Brad kept Oliver busy, so they deserve a lot of credit, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bathroom was one of those things I thought I would take care of within weeks of moving in. We did it in 2 years and a few weeks instead, but I'm very happy with the outcome. We just need some hooks for towels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tub view from Oliver's door - Before:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TIWif6V2kRI/AAAAAAAABww/p7QagHHlh7E/s1600/100_7260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513991987905597714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TIWif6V2kRI/AAAAAAAABww/p7QagHHlh7E/s320/100_7260.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Tub view - After:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TIWifVIpGPI/AAAAAAAABwo/YLA9zazUcks/s1600/100_7267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513991977918077170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TIWifVIpGPI/AAAAAAAABwo/YLA9zazUcks/s320/100_7267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potty view from Kilian's door - Before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TIWifHMvPWI/AAAAAAAABwg/ATIyUeWQMCY/s1600/100_7262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513991974177160546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TIWifHMvPWI/AAAAAAAABwg/ATIyUeWQMCY/s320/100_7262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potty view - After:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TIWienIiTXI/AAAAAAAABwY/FwVfsOgdrTQ/s1600/100_7265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513991965569600882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TIWienIiTXI/AAAAAAAABwY/FwVfsOgdrTQ/s320/100_7265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8654746790936440725-7929657545140652714?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/7929657545140652714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=7929657545140652714' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7929657545140652714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7929657545140652714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/09/jamaican-sea.html' title='Jamaican Sea'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TIWif6V2kRI/AAAAAAAABww/p7QagHHlh7E/s72-c/100_7260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-4738318084076258135</id><published>2010-09-02T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T21:00:00.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flattery at its finest</title><content type='html'>One evening I fell asleep early diagonally across our bed.  When I heard Brad come in the room later, I joked that I probably looked like a beached whale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "no, actually just a beached dolphin".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-4738318084076258135?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/4738318084076258135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=4738318084076258135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/4738318084076258135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/4738318084076258135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/09/flattery-at-its-finest.html' title='Flattery at its finest'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-1368529909690113432</id><published>2010-09-01T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T21:25:00.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TH8Ih8Ikx4I/AAAAAAAABwQ/twYDCWUIQCk/s1600/100_7231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512133848095573890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TH8Ih8Ikx4I/AAAAAAAABwQ/twYDCWUIQCk/s320/100_7231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That was August 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;...we are two weeks into it now and so far, so good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kilian :: 3rd grade :: favorite part = time in the "reading pad" in their frog themed room &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucy :: 1st grade :: favorite parts = computer and recess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Camille :: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-K 4 :: favorite part = P.E. with "super coach"&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/8654746790936440725-1368529909690113432?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/1368529909690113432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=1368529909690113432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1368529909690113432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1368529909690113432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day-of-school-2010.html' title='First day of school 2010'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TH8Ih8Ikx4I/AAAAAAAABwQ/twYDCWUIQCk/s72-c/100_7231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-8010305374660397157</id><published>2010-09-01T21:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T21:33:14.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'>O.L.I.V.E.R.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sadly, this has been a draft in blogger since just before his birthday in May! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TBw8P7stVYI/AAAAAAAABqE/Q5g7eGCwTgo/s1600/100_6901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TBw8P7stVYI/AAAAAAAABqE/Q5g7eGCwTgo/s320/100_6901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt; year old! (plus 3 months now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aughs&lt;/span&gt; like Gus-Gus the mouse in "Cinderella" with occasional snorts like "Wilbur" the pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ntensely&lt;/span&gt; loves his siblings - kisses Camille, brings things to Lucy, climbs all over Kilian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ery&lt;/span&gt; much a clown. "Falls" on purpose and does a "crazy baby dance" for laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;njoys&lt;/span&gt; middle of the night time with mom or dad in the rocking chair. (still true at 15 months)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;outinely&lt;/span&gt; pretend cooks with pots and pans in the kitchen floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Oliver's first birthday in May with dinner and a cake at home. I had big plans for making a "lion" cake, but I spent so much of the weekend getting the house ready for the guests, that I ran out of time. So we had a very plain cake. He didn't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself I would make the real cake later on that week, leaving the matching jungle decorations up in the kitchen. So as long as 2 months later, I was so used to seeing monkeys and zebras that I didn't even notice them. No new cake ever happened and he's 15 months now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week he started Parents' Day Out on Monday/Wednesday (but it is actually my "day in" since those are my "at home" work days). What a big boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TH8FliGo_sI/AAAAAAAABwI/qfqhh2RQOUY/s1600/100_7250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512130611292733122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TH8FliGo_sI/AAAAAAAABwI/qfqhh2RQOUY/s320/100_7250.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cutest backpack ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TH8B0stsecI/AAAAAAAABv4/nbLkk1epSx4/s1600/100_7249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512126473792420290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TH8B0stsecI/AAAAAAAABv4/nbLkk1epSx4/s320/100_7249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handful of dirt - a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TH8B0JGGSaI/AAAAAAAABvw/boi7o3qO_n8/s1600/100_7245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512126464231098786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TH8B0JGGSaI/AAAAAAAABvw/boi7o3qO_n8/s320/100_7245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fancy cake or not, we are so thankful for the joy that Oliver brings to our family! We love you! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(following pictures are at least 3 months old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89M2-OYW_I/AAAAAAAABks/XEushd3BETw/s1600/100_6767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462669380323662834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89M2-OYW_I/AAAAAAAABks/XEushd3BETw/s320/100_6767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89Qu1ihfXI/AAAAAAAABls/ka2FHTUopu8/s1600/100_6772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462673638599785842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89Qu1ihfXI/AAAAAAAABls/ka2FHTUopu8/s320/100_6772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89OnrHIs5I/AAAAAAAABlU/qH6rbMDuSOM/s1600/100_6753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462671316518220690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89OnrHIs5I/AAAAAAAABlU/qH6rbMDuSOM/s320/100_6753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89Om7NO3oI/AAAAAAAABlM/BxRRlCdplO8/s1600/100_6636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462671303658888834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89Om7NO3oI/AAAAAAAABlM/BxRRlCdplO8/s320/100_6636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89OmTcGUQI/AAAAAAAABlE/ijQJ2XK_-Q8/s1600/100_6500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462671292983824642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89OmTcGUQI/AAAAAAAABlE/ijQJ2XK_-Q8/s320/100_6500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89Oli1I29I/AAAAAAAABk8/npQ7g6hWIe8/s1600/100_6476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462671279935511506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89Oli1I29I/AAAAAAAABk8/npQ7g6hWIe8/s320/100_6476.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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-8010305374660397157?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/8010305374660397157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=8010305374660397157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/8010305374660397157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/8010305374660397157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/04/oliver.html' title='O.L.I.V.E.R.'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TBw8P7stVYI/AAAAAAAABqE/Q5g7eGCwTgo/s72-c/100_6901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-1323596169553186620</id><published>2010-09-01T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T20:21:31.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am late with giving the spring/summer birthdays proper posts, but will try to catch up now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TH74gEscs2I/AAAAAAAABvo/n5hDS4XZLVw/s1600/100_7241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512116223847740258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TH74gEscs2I/AAAAAAAABvo/n5hDS4XZLVw/s320/100_7241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Camille is now 4!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She celebrated with a special night at Noni and G-Pa's house, then we all went over there early to wake her up with a surprise 4 candle cinnamon twist and "happy birthday" serenade.  We jumped on the trampoline with the sprinkler that afternoon and then enjoyed an early dinner at Cracker Barrel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 things that make Camille happy (according to her):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ice cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;playing princess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shopping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when new babies are born&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 old pictures of Camille - from before I started this blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sq8x_a9drOI/AAAAAAAABFc/xL0zqX3MTbY/s1600-h/DSC01506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381575045369670882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sq8x_a9drOI/AAAAAAAABFc/xL0zqX3MTbY/s320/DSC01506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sq8x-yxDLRI/AAAAAAAABFU/vJnV3C7J5Vs/s1600-h/DSC01109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381575034580184338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sq8x-yxDLRI/AAAAAAAABFU/vJnV3C7J5Vs/s320/DSC01109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sq8x-QelTcI/AAAAAAAABFM/F3N4nfaW0q0/s1600-h/DSC01587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381575025375923650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sq8x-QelTcI/AAAAAAAABFM/F3N4nfaW0q0/s320/DSC01587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sq8x-CR90PI/AAAAAAAABFE/XctkiBilmN4/s1600-h/DSC01780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381575021564907762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sq8x-CR90PI/AAAAAAAABFE/XctkiBilmN4/s320/DSC01780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8654746790936440725-1323596169553186620?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/1323596169553186620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=1323596169553186620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1323596169553186620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1323596169553186620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/09/4.html' title='4'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TH74gEscs2I/AAAAAAAABvo/n5hDS4XZLVw/s72-c/100_7241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-6051697232602005032</id><published>2010-08-17T12:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T12:13:42.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunkin' Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My brave husband volunteered to sit in the dunking booth Sunday at our church's "Jamaica". This is pretty daring considering he has taught many of the kids involved with today's fund raiser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGimzcly7lI/AAAAAAAABuE/L7r4nU6HaUU/s1600/100_7212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505833947238690386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGimzcly7lI/AAAAAAAABuE/L7r4nU6HaUU/s320/100_7212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kilian was one of the first ones to sign up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGimyZZjdpI/AAAAAAAABt0/gXdYRDaLMVc/s1600/100_7218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505833929202169490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGimyZZjdpI/AAAAAAAABt0/gXdYRDaLMVc/s320/100_7218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have tried a couple of times each of the last 3 days to get the video on here, but no luck. Kilian hit the target 2 out of 3 times. It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy followed, but the one time she hit the target it wasn't hard enough to make Brad fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGijrSoAR3I/AAAAAAAABtM/IIXg4F6K8uw/s1600/100_7220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505830508589762418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGijrSoAR3I/AAAAAAAABtM/IIXg4F6K8uw/s320/100_7220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad complimented her aim anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGijsPs1hzI/AAAAAAAABtU/u6AoxsxeiZw/s1600/100_7230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505830524984592178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGijsPs1hzI/AAAAAAAABtU/u6AoxsxeiZw/s320/100_7230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the rest of the time sitting in the shade watching other people send him into the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGimyw1SNmI/AAAAAAAABt8/daDegseLrT8/s1600/100_7228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505833935492494946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGimyw1SNmI/AAAAAAAABt8/daDegseLrT8/s320/100_7228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without planning it, 3 of our 4 wore red and white today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGijq88sYEI/AAAAAAAABtE/R3waNadCk9o/s1600/100_7222.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucy is also sporting some purple glitter butterfly art on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGijqgC0o3I/AAAAAAAABs8/32AsdtbfdHk/s1600/100_7223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505830495012037490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGijqgC0o3I/AAAAAAAABs8/32AsdtbfdHk/s320/100_7223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8654746790936440725-6051697232602005032?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/6051697232602005032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=6051697232602005032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6051697232602005032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6051697232602005032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/08/dunkin-daddy.html' title='Dunkin&apos; Daddy'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGimzcly7lI/AAAAAAAABuE/L7r4nU6HaUU/s72-c/100_7212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-5101943541052138344</id><published>2010-08-15T22:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T22:22:23.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busted, Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alternately titled:  How many kids do I have??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have been trying to work on earlier bed times since school starts so soon.  I was under the impression we had sent all kids to bed tonight, so I have been in our bedroom, doing some work as well as uploading video for a different blog post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After hearing some strange *clinking* sounds for a while - I go out to see what is going on.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poker lessons!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGitSrtndQI/AAAAAAAABuM/YWRCbltZKnQ/s1600/000_0033%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505841080943736066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGitSrtndQI/AAAAAAAABuM/YWRCbltZKnQ/s320/000_0033%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2007/11/busted.html"&gt;Click here to see Busted, Part I from November 2007.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/8654746790936440725-5101943541052138344?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/5101943541052138344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=5101943541052138344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/5101943541052138344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/5101943541052138344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/08/busted-part-ii.html' title='Busted, Part II'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGitSrtndQI/AAAAAAAABuM/YWRCbltZKnQ/s72-c/000_0033%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-5414172572994419823</id><published>2010-08-08T23:03:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T22:33:36.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where, oh where</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;has my baby gone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My boys before haircuts&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGIZW4TlI6I/AAAAAAAABs0/l2oQrkKgVz0/s1600/100_7202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503989575462495138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGIZW4TlI6I/AAAAAAAABs0/l2oQrkKgVz0/s320/100_7202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and my boys after &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGIYs2kBuBI/AAAAAAAABsk/8738HCw-Bgg/s1600/100_7210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503988853440100370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGIYs2kBuBI/AAAAAAAABsk/8738HCw-Bgg/s320/100_7210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean...this little guy sitting in Kilian's lap is really cute, but where is baby Oliver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wow - now Oliver really looks like Kilian did at this age.&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/8654746790936440725-5414172572994419823?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/5414172572994419823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=5414172572994419823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/5414172572994419823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/5414172572994419823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/08/where-oh-where.html' title='Where, oh where'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TGIZW4TlI6I/AAAAAAAABs0/l2oQrkKgVz0/s72-c/100_7202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-4193233373800332550</id><published>2010-08-07T23:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T23:02:13.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kilian's Naming Rules</title><content type='html'>Before we even found out that we were expecting baby #5, Kilian had figured out that the first initials of our kids spelled the word "lock" (Lucy, Oliver, Camille, Kilian).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He let me know that when we had another baby, we needed to use a B (block), F (flock), S (locks), or if we were sure we would have two more kids, we could use E and then D (locked).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we have been talking names for this baby -he has strong feelings on our ideas based on these rules.  We actually have the name for either boy or girl nailed down now, which is crazy early for us!  We're not telling if they follow Kilian's rules though.  We're saving the name for a surprise as well as gender*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Full disclosure.  When I had my 20 weeks sonogram I did tell the tech that I didn't want to know the gender.  Then I proceeded to look as hard as I could to see what I could see...or not see.  I think I know, but I'm not publishing my "unofficial" findings.  Only 17 or so weeks until we know for sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-4193233373800332550?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/4193233373800332550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=4193233373800332550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/4193233373800332550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/4193233373800332550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/08/kilians-naming-rules.html' title='Kilian&apos;s Naming Rules'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-1346661009938188776</id><published>2010-08-06T00:51:00.026-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T23:13:22.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Summed Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;He turned 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/08/1st-quarter-report.html"&gt;Click here to see him next to this elephant at 1, 2 &amp;amp; 3 months.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4gZz1yFfI/AAAAAAAABrU/DsgtgImvOt8/s1600/232323232%257Ffp43373%253Enu%253D3386%253E532%253E5%253B7%253E24775326%253A8236ot1lsi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502871422477932018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4gZz1yFfI/AAAAAAAABrU/DsgtgImvOt8/s320/232323232%257Ffp43373%253Enu%253D3386%253E532%253E5%253B7%253E24775326%253A8236ot1lsi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She graduated from Kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4gHkMse1I/AAAAAAAABrE/WNf75bv7Fdc/s1600/232323232%257Ffp43359%253Enu%253D3252%253E%253A34%253E438%253EWSNRCG%253D33866565%253C9327nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502871109041421138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4gHkMse1I/AAAAAAAABrE/WNf75bv7Fdc/s320/232323232%257Ffp43359%253Enu%253D3252%253E%253A34%253E438%253EWSNRCG%253D33866565%253C9327nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turned 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TFulyjdXeAI/AAAAAAAABqs/mqdNxtmUWcU/s1600/100_7000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502173657693648898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TFulyjdXeAI/AAAAAAAABqs/mqdNxtmUWcU/s320/100_7000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the proud owners of a pet turtle&lt;br /&gt;(until it died about 19 hours later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4gIG6Z5EI/AAAAAAAABrM/5Otu7JnBK64/s1600/232323232%257Ffp433%253C%253A%253Enu%253D3252%253E%253A34%253E438%253EWSNRCG%253D3386664967327nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502871118359946306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4gIG6Z5EI/AAAAAAAABrM/5Otu7JnBK64/s320/232323232%257Ffp433%253C%253A%253Enu%253D3252%253E%253A34%253E438%253EWSNRCG%253D3386664967327nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She baked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4iNVhgEQI/AAAAAAAABr0/qCETW2h20vA/s1600/100_6996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502873407204626690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4iNVhgEQI/AAAAAAAABr0/qCETW2h20vA/s320/100_6996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She baked and iced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4goWwvTYI/AAAAAAAABrs/o99LfBq-cC0/s1600/232323232%257Ffp43434%253Enu%253D3252%253E%253A34%253E438%253EWSNRCG%253D3386665%253B87327nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502871672370187650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4goWwvTYI/AAAAAAAABrs/o99LfBq-cC0/s320/232323232%257Ffp43434%253Enu%253D3252%253E%253A34%253E438%253EWSNRCG%253D3386665%253B87327nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he "cooked" so much we started calling him "Little Chef"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Also - "cook" was his fifth word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TFukSYIRWMI/AAAAAAAABqU/Atb2jDPvFZY/s1600/July+2010+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502172005384935618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TFukSYIRWMI/AAAAAAAABqU/Atb2jDPvFZY/s320/July+2010+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She graduated from "tumblebugs"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4ga7nSZdI/AAAAAAAABrk/ohDCZq8BAR4/s1600/232323232%257Ffp43359%253Enu%253D3386%253E532%253E5%253B9%253E24775326%253A%253A236ot1lsi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502871441744487890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4ga7nSZdI/AAAAAAAABrk/ohDCZq8BAR4/s320/232323232%257Ffp43359%253Enu%253D3386%253E532%253E5%253B9%253E24775326%253A%253A236ot1lsi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He built things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4garkUKnI/AAAAAAAABrc/9pJsr8V53so/s1600/232323232%257Ffp43346%253Enu%253D3252%253E%253A34%253E438%253EWSNRCG%253D338665%253A37%253A327nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502871437437053554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4garkUKnI/AAAAAAAABrc/9pJsr8V53so/s320/232323232%257Ffp43346%253Enu%253D3252%253E%253A34%253E438%253EWSNRCG%253D338665%253A37%253A327nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made evening trips to various parks (many, many times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TFulxQqiAkI/AAAAAAAABqc/5QrvdDq1zBc/s1600/100_7165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502173635468722754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TFulxQqiAkI/AAAAAAAABqc/5QrvdDq1zBc/s320/100_7165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He trained an apprentice bug catcher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TFulx7mP1nI/AAAAAAAABqk/VaYyZ8fKY-s/s1600/100_6981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502173646993479282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TFulx7mP1nI/AAAAAAAABqk/VaYyZ8fKY-s/s320/100_6981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4iOMNxUDI/AAAAAAAABsE/R0fjISD0CSA/s1600/100_7039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502873421885820978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4iOMNxUDI/AAAAAAAABsE/R0fjISD0CSA/s320/100_7039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canyon Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4iNp45tmI/AAAAAAAABr8/o_PtOsRHfjU/s1600/100_7031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502873412671485538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4iNp45tmI/AAAAAAAABr8/o_PtOsRHfjU/s320/100_7031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4iPFd0PlI/AAAAAAAABsU/Djgo9XDEeIQ/s1600/100_7122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502873437253942866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4iPFd0PlI/AAAAAAAABsU/Djgo9XDEeIQ/s320/100_7122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He played ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4iOg9CCnI/AAAAAAAABsM/pWOEurAFaPI/s1600/100_7072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502873427452758642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4iOg9CCnI/AAAAAAAABsM/pWOEurAFaPI/s320/100_7072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got a haircut and we all went to an amusement park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4puRL1ydI/AAAAAAAABsc/xhKDvp77Z5E/s1600/100_7176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502881669557111250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4puRL1ydI/AAAAAAAABsc/xhKDvp77Z5E/s320/100_7176.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;finally, my belly grew ~ and "Cinco's" due date was moved to December 4th!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-1346661009938188776?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/1346661009938188776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=1346661009938188776' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1346661009938188776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1346661009938188776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-summed-up.html' title='Summer Summed Up'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TF4gZz1yFfI/AAAAAAAABrU/DsgtgImvOt8/s72-c/232323232%257Ffp43373%253Enu%253D3386%253E532%253E5%253B7%253E24775326%253A8236ot1lsi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-8625164877690795710</id><published>2010-05-31T18:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T18:44:28.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse me, while I brag a little</title><content type='html'>Kilian actually deserves about 5 separate posts about all the blog-worthy moments and events he's had over the last few weeks. We'll squeeze them all into one, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been keeping a mental list of all that I want to mention - and now I shall unload that mental list to blogger in order to free up that memory space in my brain for other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jump Rope for Heart - After practicing for the better part of a year, Kilian won the 2nd grade contest at school. Imagine "Who let the dogs out" music blaring over the sound system while the kids jump!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TAQzEBvkCyI/AAAAAAAABo0/u58yyvOgGRI/s1600/100_6791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477559191069788962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TAQzEBvkCyI/AAAAAAAABo0/u58yyvOgGRI/s320/100_6791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Insect Report - the spring project for 2nd graders was writing an outline and report, then creating a model and habitat of an insect. Each student chose a different bug - and Kilian picked the praying mantis. The easy part was finding interesting facts. The hard part was finding the right balance of parental help vs. kid working independently. I wanted him to do the work, but we had very different opinions on how neat the final draft should be (handwritten) and how large the model should be (he won)! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TAA5asp_sPI/AAAAAAAABok/j_d3cdyhw4I/s1600/100_6971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476440277709205746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TAA5asp_sPI/AAAAAAAABok/j_d3cdyhw4I/s320/100_6971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;First Holy Communion - the most important of all! On Saturday, May 1st we got to celebrate this big step in Kilian's faith formation. Brad and I are so proud of how seriously Kilian prepared for this day. The 2nd graders all looked so handsome/pretty in their special clothes and the 3rd grade choir sang beautifully. I didn't receive Communion in the Catholic Church until I was 24, so this was a new experience for me and I loved it! Here are Kilian and Msgr. Ben at our church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TAA5ZFJRv4I/AAAAAAAABoM/hLk71YNyveE/s1600/100_6821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476440249923125122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TAA5ZFJRv4I/AAAAAAAABoM/hLk71YNyveE/s320/100_6821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A honor roll - Here is Kilian with his wonderful teacher. He finished up the year on the A honor roll. He has already said he will miss Mrs. B. this summer. She is very supportive of bug lovers. Kilian started taking his butterfly net and butterfly house to school everyday soon after spring break. Recess became a big bug hunt for him and a few friends. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TAA5aOAYpgI/AAAAAAAABoc/DUm_Mj1dkq4/s1600/100_6823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476440269481616898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TAA5aOAYpgI/AAAAAAAABoc/DUm_Mj1dkq4/s320/100_6823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Raingutter regatta - This was the last boy scout event of the year. Although Brad and Kilian threw this year's boat and sail together at the very last minute (using chewing gum instead of glue on the way there), he won 2nd place in the wolf pack. Either he had the 2nd fastest boat or could blow the 2nd most hot air :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TAQ033p7ukI/AAAAAAAABo8/lpTRhMoLfHw/s1600/000_0019%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477561181226646082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TAQ033p7ukI/AAAAAAAABo8/lpTRhMoLfHw/s320/000_0019%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't remember which day it was, but one weekday afternoon we found a letter from his friend in Germany in our mailbox, then came in the house to hear the phone ringing. It was another one of Kilian's friends calling (a first) to ask a homework question, and discuss bug finds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-8625164877690795710?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/8625164877690795710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=8625164877690795710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/8625164877690795710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/8625164877690795710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/05/excuse-me-while-i-brag-little.html' title='Excuse me, while I brag a little'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/TAQzEBvkCyI/AAAAAAAABo0/u58yyvOgGRI/s72-c/100_6791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-7545721449283578648</id><published>2010-05-22T22:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:40:39.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinco de Jameso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is due in November!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all very excited about becoming a family of 7! (7?? 7!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy said it best when we told the kids, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ooooohhhhh&lt;/span&gt;....this is WONDERFUL, Mom, this is WONDERFUL, *high pitched squeal* this is WONDERFUL!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may explain the lack of posts. I am a night time blogger, and that is tricky when I fall asleep at the same time the kids do for 2 straight months. I am so happy to be getting my energy back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will not be finding out boy or girl this time either. We're in another tie-breaker situation and will be more than blessed either way. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-7545721449283578648?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/7545721449283578648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=7545721449283578648' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7545721449283578648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7545721449283578648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/05/cinco-de-jameso.html' title='Cinco de Jameso'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-6644213370322477939</id><published>2010-05-22T22:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:31:01.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the move</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oliver is the first of our kids to take steps before turning one.  He has taken up to 20 or so steps at once, but never when a camera is handy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was taken at a pool party last weekend.  His clothes are wet from crawling in the puddles, not a leaky diaper.  So, per his Pawpaw's request...without further ado:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f64d906c6cb40bf2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df64d906c6cb40bf2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330512%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D601AF8061E2BC23368CE2688884B6B901143337E.2B2C7D05F4DC80010BF286674A25C254D4139F30%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df64d906c6cb40bf2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX4VkLy2zIGR_shyrf7G6cN4nh8o&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df64d906c6cb40bf2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330512%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D601AF8061E2BC23368CE2688884B6B901143337E.2B2C7D05F4DC80010BF286674A25C254D4139F30%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df64d906c6cb40bf2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX4VkLy2zIGR_shyrf7G6cN4nh8o&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-6644213370322477939?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/6644213370322477939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=6644213370322477939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6644213370322477939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6644213370322477939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-move.html' title='On the move'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-1341927740598860534</id><published>2010-05-15T17:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T17:57:22.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Less Blonde</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-8lE8-1vhI/AAAAAAAABoE/MA9wGxcb1mM/s1600/0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471632839297842706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-8lE8-1vhI/AAAAAAAABoE/MA9wGxcb1mM/s320/0037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"um, mom, Camille is cutting her hair in the play room". (left out of that tattle session: "When Camille saw me cutting my doll's hair with scissors, she started cutting her own hair...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-8C4vzluTI/AAAAAAAABnk/XsmagjWGuIc/s1600/100_6860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471595246207220018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-8C4vzluTI/AAAAAAAABnk/XsmagjWGuIc/s320/100_6860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-8C5BhvbGI/AAAAAAAABns/52hmVrWeM9g/s1600/100_6862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471595250964196450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-8C5BhvbGI/AAAAAAAABns/52hmVrWeM9g/s320/100_6862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've started to really like it better over the last few days,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;although it makes for wilder bed head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-8juBmshSI/AAAAAAAABn0/qY44v7LhYb0/s1600/100_6852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471631345890133282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-8juBmshSI/AAAAAAAABn0/qY44v7LhYb0/s320/100_6852.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/8654746790936440725-1341927740598860534?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/1341927740598860534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=1341927740598860534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1341927740598860534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1341927740598860534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/05/less-blonde.html' title='Less Blonde'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-8lE8-1vhI/AAAAAAAABoE/MA9wGxcb1mM/s72-c/0037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-6840907119747787465</id><published>2010-05-15T15:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:55:26.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pikchures</title><content type='html'>During spring break my mom and I took my four plus my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt;, Avery to get some pictures taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-sgROWMyhI/AAAAAAAABm0/kSkrcWjTK0Q/s1600/0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470501652652673554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-sgROWMyhI/AAAAAAAABm0/kSkrcWjTK0Q/s320/0052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key seems to be having a sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-sgQwYW8MI/AAAAAAAABms/D-BcrSDoWE0/s1600/0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470501644608663746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-sgQwYW8MI/AAAAAAAABms/D-BcrSDoWE0/s320/0058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were pleased with several of them, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They captured 10 month upright Oliver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-sgRUFll0I/AAAAAAAABm8/ZkGo1o1SXAw/s1600/0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470501654193608514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-sgRUFll0I/AAAAAAAABm8/ZkGo1o1SXAw/s320/0046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet Camille&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-sfvDdKDXI/AAAAAAAABmk/OxcnjoPqemw/s1600/0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470501065613512050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-sfvDdKDXI/AAAAAAAABmk/OxcnjoPqemw/s320/0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Front-tooth-less Lucy (and they are almost grown in by now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-sfuUekc9I/AAAAAAAABmc/X420CFRxpUA/s1600/0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470501053002970066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-sfuUekc9I/AAAAAAAABmc/X420CFRxpUA/s320/0030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and Kilian looking nice and relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-sfuJ38QaI/AAAAAAAABmU/Bb9bFnncTtE/s1600/0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470501050156597666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-sfuJ38QaI/AAAAAAAABmU/Bb9bFnncTtE/s320/0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids even thought of their own pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-sftlaUbrI/AAAAAAAABmM/LMdgkDi75rA/s1600/0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470501040368676530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-sftlaUbrI/AAAAAAAABmM/LMdgkDi75rA/s320/0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the 5 cousins in clean clothes, with no tears, looking the same direction...success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-sftd6lgDI/AAAAAAAABmE/RQupNnDzHCQ/s1600/0012+turned.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470501038356529202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-sftd6lgDI/AAAAAAAABmE/RQupNnDzHCQ/s320/0012+turned.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-6840907119747787465?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/6840907119747787465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=6840907119747787465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6840907119747787465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6840907119747787465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/05/pikchures.html' title='Pikchures'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S-sgROWMyhI/AAAAAAAABm0/kSkrcWjTK0Q/s72-c/0052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-2677020546032937903</id><published>2010-04-22T17:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T17:39:37.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Try</title><content type='html'>Kilian and Lucy were having a "discussion" in the back seat of the car on the way home from school.  It was getting louder by the minute.  I could tell Lucy was getting very frustrated - almost at her breaking point where it can get ugly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I heard Kilian calmly say, "Lucy, how about if you just give us the silent treatment?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-2677020546032937903?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/2677020546032937903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=2677020546032937903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2677020546032937903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2677020546032937903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/04/nice-try.html' title='Nice Try'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-3296113230053459836</id><published>2010-04-21T13:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T16:46:36.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not what I had in mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;when I purchased some sidewalk chalk for my little girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89JIPMiK2I/AAAAAAAABkE/DHOuIPJOJ5w/s1600/100_6763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462665278890584930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89JIPMiK2I/AAAAAAAABkE/DHOuIPJOJ5w/s320/100_6763.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were brighter and cheerier than your usual snail, and their slimy paths were outlined with the corresponding color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89JIyEAmLI/AAAAAAAABkM/M0M59TP972M/s1600/100_6761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462665288250071218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89JIyEAmLI/AAAAAAAABkM/M0M59TP972M/s320/100_6761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-approve this activity - I walked out to check up on them and found some neighbors walking by making weird faces, then saw why. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89JJQfCxdI/AAAAAAAABkU/T52frXRRoMg/s1600/100_6762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462665296416523730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89JJQfCxdI/AAAAAAAABkU/T52frXRRoMg/s320/100_6762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ewww&lt;/span&gt;. Just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ewwww&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89JJ9_qZtI/AAAAAAAABkc/5Ncn23_8EpM/s1600/100_6760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462665308632934098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89JJ9_qZtI/AAAAAAAABkc/5Ncn23_8EpM/s320/100_6760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was mean and wouldn't let the kids use any of my cookie sheets as a lid for these slimy things. They had to think of other materials, so Kilian cut part of a cardboard box, then put a heavy phone book on top of that. The next day we found that snails can "eat" through thick cardboard, the cover and 13 pages of a phone book. Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89JKUS8XAI/AAAAAAAABkk/DvR99LTHjTo/s1600/100_6764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462665314619382786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89JKUS8XAI/AAAAAAAABkk/DvR99LTHjTo/s320/100_6764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8654746790936440725-3296113230053459836?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/3296113230053459836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=3296113230053459836' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/3296113230053459836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/3296113230053459836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-what-i-had-in-mind.html' title='Not what I had in mind'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S89JIPMiK2I/AAAAAAAABkE/DHOuIPJOJ5w/s72-c/100_6763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-2641132248948453748</id><published>2010-04-10T00:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T00:18:24.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When the cat is away...</title><content type='html'>the mouse will paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad can't stand it when I do this, but I love to surprise him with a paint project when he comes back from an out of town trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at a few of my more bold attempts, I can see why he might get nervous, but this time I think it turned out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he and Kilian return from camping with the cub scouts, he'll get to see what I worked on a few hours ago.  Whether he likes it or not, he can't complain about the cost.   This was leftover paint from my parents' garage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I almost forgot to take a "before" picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8AIraV7pZI/AAAAAAAABj8/rHDJMRQ31Wc/s1600/100_6745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458372290271749522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8AIraV7pZI/AAAAAAAABj8/rHDJMRQ31Wc/s320/100_6745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8AIq0kptlI/AAAAAAAABj0/_Bg7BSHOhTk/s1600/100_6746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458372280132941394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8AIq0kptlI/AAAAAAAABj0/_Bg7BSHOhTk/s320/100_6746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8AIqra2EjI/AAAAAAAABjs/zb7j4JwyNIQ/s1600/100_6747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458372277675889202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8AIqra2EjI/AAAAAAAABjs/zb7j4JwyNIQ/s320/100_6747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8AIqEgv_JI/AAAAAAAABjk/Q3WekopYFY0/s1600/100_6750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458372267231673490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8AIqEgv_JI/AAAAAAAABjk/Q3WekopYFY0/s320/100_6750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Now to find (or make?) some curtains...&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/8654746790936440725-2641132248948453748?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/2641132248948453748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=2641132248948453748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2641132248948453748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2641132248948453748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-cat-is-away.html' title='When the cat is away...'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8AIraV7pZI/AAAAAAAABj8/rHDJMRQ31Wc/s72-c/100_6745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-1242409468512509222</id><published>2010-04-09T23:34:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T00:21:11.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoops and Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Over spring break all but one of my nephews and Brad's brother came to visit. We did lots of fun things to keep kids busy, like going bowling, playing baseball at the park, playing laser tag, glow in the dark putt putt, and we even found a bouncy house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8ACGtcgwQI/AAAAAAAABis/2aBgMeiFDVk/s1600/100_6596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458365062674694402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8ACGtcgwQI/AAAAAAAABis/2aBgMeiFDVk/s320/100_6596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is our fancy parking lot, dollar menu picnic. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Great way to avoid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pricey&lt;/span&gt; bowling alley/laser tag lunch prices!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8AGaGH02eI/AAAAAAAABjc/Lj-vIwka_fU/s1600/100_6620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458369793762843106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8AGaGH02eI/AAAAAAAABjc/Lj-vIwka_fU/s320/100_6620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think one of my favorite parts of the visit was watching the bigger guys (+ Lucy + our neighbor) play basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8ACG2yB48I/AAAAAAAABi0/vlKAcnQ53-w/s1600/100_6576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458365065180865474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8ACG2yB48I/AAAAAAAABi0/vlKAcnQ53-w/s320/100_6576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The weather was right, and everyone seemed to be into it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8ACIcj2T_I/AAAAAAAABjM/o9HjP5DyfJ4/s1600/100_6590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458365092501802994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8ACIcj2T_I/AAAAAAAABjM/o9HjP5DyfJ4/s320/100_6590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; although Lucy pretty much stayed in the back - not too close to the action. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(She must take after me - I was a timid ball player from 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; to 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade and quit when things got too intense on the J.V. team. I think I mostly liked getting to leave school early and braiding most of our team's hair on those long bus rides)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8ACHkMLCII/AAAAAAAABjE/r2VMgIDJNPU/s1600/100_6561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458365077370112130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8ACHkMLCII/AAAAAAAABjE/r2VMgIDJNPU/s320/100_6561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So what were the preschoolers up to during the game? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...I'm still not sure exactly what it is they were doing, but they were having fun, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8AGZ5vXmRI/AAAAAAAABjU/rQqQ0mMGlys/s1600/100_6570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458369790439037202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8AGZ5vXmRI/AAAAAAAABjU/rQqQ0mMGlys/s320/100_6570.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/8654746790936440725-1242409468512509222?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/1242409468512509222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=1242409468512509222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1242409468512509222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1242409468512509222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/04/hoops.html' title='Hoops and Cousins'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S8ACGtcgwQI/AAAAAAAABis/2aBgMeiFDVk/s72-c/100_6596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-6420033903508720366</id><published>2010-04-05T08:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T08:00:09.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Now to catch up</title><content type='html'>"Super K"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S7liqGHGSQI/AAAAAAAABic/tjneFEB4UTA/s1600/100_6601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456500898870479106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S7liqGHGSQI/AAAAAAAABic/tjneFEB4UTA/s320/100_6601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;preparing for 1st communion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;creepy crawly season has started (mostly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;roly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;polies&lt;/span&gt;, slugs and spiders so far) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;loving gymnastics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Luthy&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S7lip5tyCCI/AAAAAAAABiU/JN8nNsnR86I/s1600/100_6670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456500895543068706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S7lip5tyCCI/AAAAAAAABiU/JN8nNsnR86I/s320/100_6670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;trying to grow 4 front teeth in - not unlike her baby brother&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;making big progress with reading&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;being agreeable - she often (but not always) lets Camille have the purple cup or lets Kilian have the last granola bar just to be nice. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Camilli&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;willi&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S7lipbQdCUI/AAAAAAAABiM/5xSV5OotaE8/s1600/100_6495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456500887366994242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S7lipbQdCUI/AAAAAAAABiM/5xSV5OotaE8/s320/100_6495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;looking out her window and telling me every morning that it "looks like mall weather!" (regardless of if it is 65 degrees and sunny or snowing).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mastering the fake cry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;helping me dust (see video....and turn the volume way down or off...it's loud!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ee8bc2449134542e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dee8bc2449134542e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330512%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C3972A410CA4DFA1093BC58E1102CC1667A012E.774ABA40C75A3C6A470E660EADC3E6F74F43CF99%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dee8bc2449134542e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEyrTTTg60_EGHZGyRmwHq1Gd2pA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dee8bc2449134542e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330512%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C3972A410CA4DFA1093BC58E1102CC1667A012E.774ABA40C75A3C6A470E660EADC3E6F74F43CF99%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dee8bc2449134542e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEyrTTTg60_EGHZGyRmwHq1Gd2pA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;"Ollie-bear"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S7liqZq7MJI/AAAAAAAABik/Iyey3Dx7Lpc/s1600/100_6628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456500904121020562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S7liqZq7MJI/AAAAAAAABik/Iyey3Dx7Lpc/s320/100_6628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;waving, clapping, trying new foods, cruising around and standing for a couple of seconds w/o holding on to anything&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;other milestones we can check off the list: played in potty water for the first time (3/24/2010), ate dog food (3/26/2010), and started blowing raspberries while being fed pureed food (3/27/2010).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;still not sleeping through the night&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;favorite word/sound - very low "duh" - example below.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;me: hi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;oliver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: good morning!! are you ready for breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;him: duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brad: what are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;him: duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad: Do you need a new diaper?&lt;br /&gt;him: duh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-6420033903508720366?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/6420033903508720366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=6420033903508720366' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6420033903508720366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6420033903508720366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/04/now-to-catch-up.html' title='Now to catch up'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S7liqGHGSQI/AAAAAAAABic/tjneFEB4UTA/s72-c/100_6601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-1193484050382128435</id><published>2010-04-04T21:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T22:13:41.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alleluia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is risen indeed!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From the James boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S7lQLHr71wI/AAAAAAAABh0/-c95ByRvs24/s1600/100_6702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456480575508174594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S7lQLHr71wI/AAAAAAAABh0/-c95ByRvs24/s320/100_6702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the James girls,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S7lQJxsfgII/AAAAAAAABhs/_RK0ZElevIQ/s1600/100_6711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456480552425062530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S7lQJxsfgII/AAAAAAAABhs/_RK0ZElevIQ/s320/100_6711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a very, very Happy Easter!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S7lQJg2PPeI/AAAAAAAABhk/p4jL1qXEo40/s1600/100_6708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456480547902537186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S7lQJg2PPeI/AAAAAAAABhk/p4jL1qXEo40/s320/100_6708.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/8654746790936440725-1193484050382128435?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/1193484050382128435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=1193484050382128435' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1193484050382128435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1193484050382128435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/04/alleluia.html' title='Alleluia!'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S7lQLHr71wI/AAAAAAAABh0/-c95ByRvs24/s72-c/100_6702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-6279276991416098161</id><published>2010-03-03T22:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T22:29:52.401-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cob issues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S480vAvy5uI/AAAAAAAABhc/ulQ6EsY0e-Q/s1600-h/United+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444628456773183202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S480vAvy5uI/AAAAAAAABhc/ulQ6EsY0e-Q/s320/United+062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How rude of me to serve one of her favorites tonight, corn on the cob, when she just lost her first 3 teeth in February - with one more dangling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was so excited to stick the little corn holders on each side, but had to ask me to cut it all off the cob after a noble attempt to use her remaining teeth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kilian, Lucy and Camille have all started taking gymnastics and we now live for Tuesdays! This picture was taken soon after the class ended, when Kilian "helped" her tooth come out with his knee. I thought she was going to cry, but she thanked him over and over for "making her tooth bleed and come out". &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/8654746790936440725-6279276991416098161?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/6279276991416098161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=6279276991416098161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6279276991416098161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6279276991416098161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/03/cob-issues.html' title='Cob issues'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S480vAvy5uI/AAAAAAAABhc/ulQ6EsY0e-Q/s72-c/United+062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-3192815448655809737</id><published>2010-02-24T16:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T16:21:00.095-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Stuff</title><content type='html'>We got another nice snow this week.  We enjoyed a late start to school and snow ice cream for breakfast again.  I have lost track of how many times we've seen our yard covered in white this year!  I keep telling the kids that this is not typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S35IrkjELwI/AAAAAAAABhU/ZzDloV-wRiQ/s1600-h/100_6329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439865313292463874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S35IrkjELwI/AAAAAAAABhU/ZzDloV-wRiQ/s320/100_6329.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls think this is proper attire for building snow men.  Camille has a new pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S35IrWQiyvI/AAAAAAAABhM/P5mCeezo5bc/s1600-h/100_6313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439865309456681714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S35IrWQiyvI/AAAAAAAABhM/P5mCeezo5bc/s320/100_6313.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is using it a lot these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S35ICljFsNI/AAAAAAAABhE/PKvGlvWqXjQ/s1600-h/100_6382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439864609186361554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S35ICljFsNI/AAAAAAAABhE/PKvGlvWqXjQ/s320/100_6382.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She picked out her own &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Valentiney&lt;/span&gt; outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S35ICc4TaII/AAAAAAAABg8/obtzRWtbec4/s1600-h/100_6379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439864606859421826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S35ICc4TaII/AAAAAAAABg8/obtzRWtbec4/s320/100_6379.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few weeks ago we had ice that was hard on our young oak tree.  Part of it split, and Brad sawed it off and was delighted to use it (leaves and all) as firewood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S35IB8Vg-BI/AAAAAAAABg0/bCKz4lTBpBY/s1600-h/100_6292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439864598123575314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S35IB8Vg-BI/AAAAAAAABg0/bCKz4lTBpBY/s320/100_6292.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Exactly 1 week after the ice and snow above, it snowed again.  I got a picture of the window that Kilian decorated with homemade snow flakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S35IBnI5cgI/AAAAAAAABgs/xILfmpBJgUg/s1600-h/100_6377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439864592433508866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S35IBnI5cgI/AAAAAAAABgs/xILfmpBJgUg/s320/100_6377.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, it may be February, but we're still enjoying our favorite red and white snowman pajamas and "Fa la la la" flannel sheets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S35IBPr8iaI/AAAAAAAABgk/dQ0v-BFfpp4/s1600-h/100_6370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439864586138061218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S35IBPr8iaI/AAAAAAAABgk/dQ0v-BFfpp4/s320/100_6370.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-3192815448655809737?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/3192815448655809737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=3192815448655809737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/3192815448655809737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/3192815448655809737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/02/winter-stuff.html' title='Winter Stuff'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S35IrkjELwI/AAAAAAAABhU/ZzDloV-wRiQ/s72-c/100_6329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-1175735590405547525</id><published>2010-02-24T15:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T16:03:10.978-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pranked</title><content type='html'>In case anyone saw a strange post on here last night - please disregard it.  I left Blogger open when I was finally working on a post and got distracted by the Olympics.  As usual, Brad was trying to be funny and his dry sense of humor may have confused anyone that still read this despite the lack of posts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, I most certainly do not think my blog is better than everyone &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt;.   I'm taking suggestions for how I can pay him back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-1175735590405547525?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/1175735590405547525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=1175735590405547525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1175735590405547525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1175735590405547525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/02/pranked.html' title='Pranked'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-5272184302923036040</id><published>2010-02-10T22:30:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T22:33:21.934-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Orphan Lucy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S3OBTRBakHI/AAAAAAAABgc/BoLiVBUuTXg/s1600-h/100_6354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436831343153156210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S3OBTRBakHI/AAAAAAAABgc/BoLiVBUuTXg/s320/100_6354.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earlier this evening Lucy was getting ready to go to a basketball game with Brad and Kilian. (A&amp;amp;M vs. Tech women). She came in with the outfit she picked out on her own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said, "Wow! You look like a million bucks, Lucy." Then I asked if she knew what that meant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She answered:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yes. If I was an orphan...and I was in an orphan store, I would cost about a thousand or ten million dollars. (then she smiles really big)....and you probably wouldn't be able to afford me." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~ and ~&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;Brad has started a little family tradition. If we witness A&amp;amp;M winning against Tech in person at a sporting event - he takes us to Sheridan's on the way home.&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;Lucy wouldn't be eating &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Sheridan's&lt;/span&gt; because A&amp;amp;M lost tonight, but my Red Raider mom called and asked Brad and the kids to meet her there. She treated - since her team won. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-5272184302923036040?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/5272184302923036040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=5272184302923036040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/5272184302923036040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/5272184302923036040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-orphan-lucy.html' title='Little Orphan Lucy'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S3OBTRBakHI/AAAAAAAABgc/BoLiVBUuTXg/s72-c/100_6354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-5992659965369059665</id><published>2010-02-07T17:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T17:55:42.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sure, but late 20's sounds better.</title><content type='html'>As we're eating the first of our Super Bowl snacks a few minutes ago, Lucy says, "Mom, can you give me this recipe when I'm a teenager?  I want to make it for my own kids".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-5992659965369059665?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/5992659965369059665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=5992659965369059665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/5992659965369059665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/5992659965369059665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/02/sure-but-late-20s-sounds-better.html' title='Sure, but late 20&apos;s sounds better.'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-5495129828298619684</id><published>2010-02-05T14:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T21:15:28.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camilleisms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2sV4sL6q3I/AAAAAAAABgE/kAy0HKatOFA/s1600-h/100_5904_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434461439030635378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2sV4sL6q3I/AAAAAAAABgE/kAy0HKatOFA/s320/100_5904_00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Over the last week or two she has come in our room in the middle of the night saying she had a "&lt;strong&gt;scary sleep story&lt;/strong&gt;" (bad dream)...sometimes about a "&lt;strong&gt;sharptooth&lt;/strong&gt;" (tyrannosaurus rex) and sometimes about other things. We are obviously big fans of The Land Before Time movies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;When she is frustrated by something she is trying to do, she says "&lt;strong&gt;GOLLEIF&lt;/strong&gt;!" - which seems to be a hybrid of "golly" and "good grief".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waking up with a stuffy nose yesterday, she tried to breath out of it and proclaimed that her "&lt;strong&gt;nose is locked&lt;/strong&gt;!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Her favorite stories are from the "Strawberry Shortcake Storybook Treasury". Therefore, she always says "berry" instead of "very". As in, "&lt;strong&gt;this stinky trash can has berry, berry bad breaf&lt;/strong&gt;". &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;=========================================&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I call her my enchilada buddy. This cold weather has made me want enchiladas a lot. Instead of buying them at Rosa's, which is always tempting, I've started making them at home. Neither Kilian or Lucy care for things with much melted cheese (weird, huh?) so Camille and I wind up eating them alone until Brad gets home to finish them up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=========================================&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, I wanted to share how cute Camille and her cousin Zachary looked while chatting on the porch a few days after Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2x7NUvyqmI/AAAAAAAABgM/qqAq-34wjis/s1600-h/100_6115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434854319167023714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2x7NUvyqmI/AAAAAAAABgM/qqAq-34wjis/s320/100_6115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-5495129828298619684?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/5495129828298619684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=5495129828298619684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/5495129828298619684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/5495129828298619684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/02/camilleisms.html' title='Camilleisms'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2sV4sL6q3I/AAAAAAAABgE/kAy0HKatOFA/s72-c/100_5904_00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-3502725261416876256</id><published>2010-01-31T22:59:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T23:14:03.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids at Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids received some fun Christmas gifts in the "making stuff" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;category&lt;/span&gt;, which I love. The pictures were taken in Houston, the day after they received them, but they have all been used many times since we've been home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2ZgvbV9pwI/AAAAAAAABf8/bAJhBDCQv2g/s1600-h/100_6162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433136368379078402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2ZgvbV9pwI/AAAAAAAABf8/bAJhBDCQv2g/s320/100_6162.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kilian doesn't own a single Lego, but Lucy does. She is very good about keeping them off the floor and away from Oliver (so far).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2Zguxoi5sI/AAAAAAAABf0/NVS7X5kvdyY/s1600-h/100_6166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433136357182727874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2Zguxoi5sI/AAAAAAAABf0/NVS7X5kvdyY/s320/100_6166.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kilian and I are so different. These "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pixos&lt;/span&gt;" come with ideas and instructions and I would follow them to the letter if I made one. He always changes it up and makes things a little bit different from the example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2ZgubW3SjI/AAAAAAAABfs/ghIO-xL3q1w/s1600-h/100_6163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433136351202986546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2ZgubW3SjI/AAAAAAAABfs/ghIO-xL3q1w/s320/100_6163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soon I'll post a video of the "band" we've formed at our house with the musical gifts they received. When are the next auditions for America's Got Talent?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Also, my goal is at least 10 posts per month - I'm set for January now!&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/8654746790936440725-3502725261416876256?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/3502725261416876256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=3502725261416876256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/3502725261416876256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/3502725261416876256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/01/kids-at-play.html' title='Kids at Play'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2ZgvbV9pwI/AAAAAAAABf8/bAJhBDCQv2g/s72-c/100_6162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-7549893182613395937</id><published>2010-01-31T22:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:58:08.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Risky Business</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/famecrawler/2008/10/23-End/tom-cruise-risky-business-guitar-hero-bob-seger-underwear-a-rod-kobe-hawk-phelps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/famecrawler/2008/10/23-End/tom-cruise-risky-business-guitar-hero-bob-seger-underwear-a-rod-kobe-hawk-phelps.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S13x6Y4DQgI/AAAAAAAABdk/p4kYbogOw7s/s1600-h/100_5780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430762711090938370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S13x6Y4DQgI/AAAAAAAABdk/p4kYbogOw7s/s320/100_5780.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8654746790936440725-7549893182613395937?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/7549893182613395937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=7549893182613395937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7549893182613395937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7549893182613395937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/01/risky-business.html' title='Risky Business'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S13x6Y4DQgI/AAAAAAAABdk/p4kYbogOw7s/s72-c/100_5780.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-2042838068255005988</id><published>2010-01-28T22:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T23:03:54.324-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2JpIO4SQYI/AAAAAAAABfc/z6gperIz7KI/s1600-h/100_6285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432019690716283266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2JpIO4SQYI/AAAAAAAABfc/z6gperIz7KI/s320/100_6285.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2Jow87ohEI/AAAAAAAABfU/JRkwjuZmWF8/s1600-h/100_6286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432019290761495618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2Jow87ohEI/AAAAAAAABfU/JRkwjuZmWF8/s320/100_6286.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2JowvFNDrI/AAAAAAAABfM/BOoRHLsgNg4/s1600-h/100_6287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432019287043542706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2JowvFNDrI/AAAAAAAABfM/BOoRHLsgNg4/s320/100_6287.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2JowdNUc9I/AAAAAAAABfE/YB_Hcw7JoNU/s1600-h/100_6288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432019282245743570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2JowdNUc9I/AAAAAAAABfE/YB_Hcw7JoNU/s320/100_6288.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2Jov1ovvWI/AAAAAAAABe8/gxEjh4P50k4/s1600-h/100_6290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432019271623359842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2Jov1ovvWI/AAAAAAAABe8/gxEjh4P50k4/s320/100_6290.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2Jovd0i-ZI/AAAAAAAABe0/z1qjw759pvY/s1600-h/100_6291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432019265230403986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2Jovd0i-ZI/AAAAAAAABe0/z1qjw759pvY/s320/100_6291.jpg" /&gt;&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/8654746790936440725-2042838068255005988?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/2042838068255005988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=2042838068255005988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2042838068255005988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2042838068255005988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/01/up.html' title='Up'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2JpIO4SQYI/AAAAAAAABfc/z6gperIz7KI/s72-c/100_6285.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-8672197404098930363</id><published>2010-01-28T14:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T14:48:35.402-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Ho Silver - 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2008/01/hi-ho-silver.html"&gt;Click here for Hi Ho Silver - 2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Over Christmas we got to do some more riding at Aunt Sue and Uncle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lolo's&lt;/span&gt; place again.  This year it was bareback.  All those beautiful trees prove we were not anywhere near Lubbock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2H3KJkXAYI/AAAAAAAABes/YWgc0ObTQZY/s1600-h/100_6119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431894379324703106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2H3KJkXAYI/AAAAAAAABes/YWgc0ObTQZY/s320/100_6119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2H3JmuckFI/AAAAAAAABek/nmUaeU1dX3Y/s1600-h/100_6142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431894369971769426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2H3JmuckFI/AAAAAAAABek/nmUaeU1dX3Y/s320/100_6142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2H3I1CgB0I/AAAAAAAABec/e2DZ7c0pjyk/s1600-h/100_6127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431894356634109762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2H3I1CgB0I/AAAAAAAABec/e2DZ7c0pjyk/s320/100_6127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2H3IkBofQI/AAAAAAAABeU/LpnfcIxRN78/s1600-h/100_6149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431894352067067138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2H3IkBofQI/AAAAAAAABeU/LpnfcIxRN78/s320/100_6149.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8654746790936440725-8672197404098930363?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/8672197404098930363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=8672197404098930363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/8672197404098930363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/8672197404098930363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi-ho-silver-2009.html' title='Hi Ho Silver - 2009'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2H3KJkXAYI/AAAAAAAABes/YWgc0ObTQZY/s72-c/100_6119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-6841238496515167359</id><published>2010-01-28T07:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T07:39:07.847-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I file charges?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;OR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Should I just file his little fingernails?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2ExLM8gU5I/AAAAAAAABeM/yuAcZlo3lYc/s1600-h/100_6283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431676694108853138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2ExLM8gU5I/AAAAAAAABeM/yuAcZlo3lYc/s320/100_6283.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Early on Tuesday morning while I was trying to get Oliver back to sleep he scratched my eye. I tried to go back to sleep, but it felt like there was an eyelash in my eye and it was watering like crazy. I went into the kitchen to make sure I could still see, and I could if I forced my eye to stay open. I researched corneal abrasions online (with my right eye) and decided I needed to see a doctor. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, after some antibiotics and 24 hours of a tight eye patch to prevent my eye lid from opening, I'm pretty much as good as new. Eyes heal quickly - and Oliver is way too cute for me to hold a grudge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-6841238496515167359?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/6841238496515167359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=6841238496515167359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6841238496515167359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6841238496515167359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/01/should-i-file-charges.html' title='Should I file charges?'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2ExLM8gU5I/AAAAAAAABeM/yuAcZlo3lYc/s72-c/100_6283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-4272185796229788845</id><published>2010-01-28T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T09:41:13.448-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Years Old</title><content type='html'>Lucy turned 6 in December. We celebrated by going to see "The Princess and the Frog" and eating out at any restaurant she wanted....and she picked &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CiCi's&lt;/span&gt; Pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2D9lx-HfwI/AAAAAAAABd8/0znyb4Vgfy8/s1600-h/100_5974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431619976119680770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2D9lx-HfwI/AAAAAAAABd8/0znyb4Vgfy8/s320/100_5974.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made rainbow cupcakes for her to take to school. I hear both the cupcakes and the pretty paper cups were a hit. Thank you for this idea, Aunt Angela!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2D9lWWsi9I/AAAAAAAABd0/PDun0-uSUGM/s1600-h/100_5992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431619968706579410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2D9lWWsi9I/AAAAAAAABd0/PDun0-uSUGM/s320/100_5992.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the gifts she received was a "create your own fairytale" book. She really got into this. Her first story was titled "Lucy and the Prince".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2ERK0_iFpI/AAAAAAAABeE/vlg9fsGFA5E/s1600-h/100_5987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431641503307011730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2ERK0_iFpI/AAAAAAAABeE/vlg9fsGFA5E/s320/100_5987.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Six things that make Lucy happy (according to her):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. holding Oliver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. opening birthday presents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. singing Christmas songs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. playing at parks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. dancing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. tickling Camille&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I honestly don't ever remember seeing Lucy ever tickle Camille, but I have seen Camille coming to me sobbing with REAL tears because Lucy told her that "she is going to have to marry the boring prince" on more than one occasion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-4272185796229788845?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/4272185796229788845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=4272185796229788845' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/4272185796229788845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/4272185796229788845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/01/six-years-old.html' title='Six Years Old'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S2D9lx-HfwI/AAAAAAAABd8/0znyb4Vgfy8/s72-c/100_5974.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-7341495657541086524</id><published>2010-01-25T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T00:53:51.227-06:00</updated><title type='text'>London - Part 6 - The End!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The main reason we took this trip was to baptize Mr. Oliver Thomas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So on Thanksgiving morning we headed to the girls' school for morning mass. (of course Thanksgiving is not a holiday there).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10oSMAg31I/AAAAAAAABcs/NNnTq_IsFog/s1600-h/100_5756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430541018604822354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10oSMAg31I/AAAAAAAABcs/NNnTq_IsFog/s320/100_5756.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10oR-cwefI/AAAAAAAABck/0chkjFyPHjI/s1600-h/100_5745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430541014965189106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10oR-cwefI/AAAAAAAABck/0chkjFyPHjI/s320/100_5745.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I highly recommend listening to a British girls' choir sing the word "Holy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10kU1dAc6I/AAAAAAAABcc/0O6tW99OPN8/s1600-h/100_5748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430536666043413410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10kU1dAc6I/AAAAAAAABcc/0O6tW99OPN8/s320/100_5748.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fr. Chris was kind enough to do the baptism following mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10jYF0ocdI/AAAAAAAABcU/3LR8m_9itBk/s1600-h/Oliver+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430535622465450450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10jYF0ocdI/AAAAAAAABcU/3LR8m_9itBk/s320/Oliver+4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oliver doesn't usually cry much, but he sure did during his &lt;em&gt;entire &lt;/em&gt;special occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10jX6FFwqI/AAAAAAAABcM/LlB1jXGJOrc/s1600-h/Oliver+12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430535619313255074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10jX6FFwqI/AAAAAAAABcM/LlB1jXGJOrc/s320/Oliver+12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jody and Brent are his godparents. Little George was a witness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10jXaYaTvI/AAAAAAAABcE/e7JObrYXSDg/s1600-h/Oliver+13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430535610804358898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10jXaYaTvI/AAAAAAAABcE/e7JObrYXSDg/s320/Oliver+13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Jody somehow caught a picture of a non screaming face. Whew!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For lunch we ate at the "Holly Bush". It seem very fitting since advent was just days away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10e8M7skXI/AAAAAAAABb8/4HJH2IZgHzc/s1600-h/100_5802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430530745291280754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10e8M7skXI/AAAAAAAABb8/4HJH2IZgHzc/s320/100_5802.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a glimpse of our British Thanksgiving lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10e7iGLPLI/AAAAAAAABb0/4HSmJhm9K9k/s1600-h/100_5797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430530733792509106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10e7iGLPLI/AAAAAAAABb0/4HSmJhm9K9k/s320/100_5797.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10e7Axyr4I/AAAAAAAABbs/Z-CuSfsqrGs/s1600-h/100_5793.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't like beer at all, but at the end of the trip I learned that I do like this type of apple cyder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10e6nQ7ZXI/AAAAAAAABbk/xbxQJQK6dBE/s1600-h/100_5792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430530717999916402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10e6nQ7ZXI/AAAAAAAABbk/xbxQJQK6dBE/s320/100_5792.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice how I was trying to keep Oliver's hands off the drinks? Well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10e6PewzMI/AAAAAAAABbc/JOOkEEsYJ68/s1600-h/100_5800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430530711615491266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10e6PewzMI/AAAAAAAABbc/JOOkEEsYJ68/s320/100_5800.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (terrible attempt to be funny)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The view leaving the Holly Bush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1i3brjhadI/AAAAAAAABas/p5yxosxOx6U/s1600-h/100_5803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429291036971198930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1i3brjhadI/AAAAAAAABas/p5yxosxOx6U/s320/100_5803.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cute little side street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1i3bMMs04I/AAAAAAAABak/WaL4m6PUDGA/s1600-h/100_5804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429291028553978754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1i3bMMs04I/AAAAAAAABak/WaL4m6PUDGA/s320/100_5804.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the chimneys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1i3aiLQiUI/AAAAAAAABac/zFwNBTBKbng/s1600-h/100_5806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429291017273641282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1i3aiLQiUI/AAAAAAAABac/zFwNBTBKbng/s320/100_5806.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We spent the day doing regular "everyday" things instead of being tourists. That included going to the grocery store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1i3aW79cII/AAAAAAAABaU/jwfYtTZk8Bw/s1600-h/100_5808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429291014256685186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1i3aW79cII/AAAAAAAABaU/jwfYtTZk8Bw/s320/100_5808.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and carrying the groceries up some hills, picking up girls from school, and carrying groceries (that were feeling pretty heavy by now) down some hills to the house. I know why there are not any Sam's Clubs in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S11GPnuehUI/AAAAAAAABdU/FvQgLG9awYI/s1600-h/100_5809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430573959854589250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S11GPnuehUI/AAAAAAAABdU/FvQgLG9awYI/s320/100_5809.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The babies stayed with their daddies while we did our errands. Prior to our visit, George had lovingly been called "Lord &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fussybottom&lt;/span&gt;" by his parents. While I was gone Brad decided that Oliver was to be called "The Duke of Discontent".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He recovered and wore his trousers while playing some football while Jody cooked a superb traditional Thanksgiving dinner. I didn't take pictures during the meal, but I did for dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1ixdArq8xI/AAAAAAAABZ8/DoYj6iAqZjk/s1600-h/100_5823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429284462752625426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1ixdArq8xI/AAAAAAAABZ8/DoYj6iAqZjk/s320/100_5823.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brent has mastered the art of making crepes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1ixc97fbDI/AAAAAAAABZ0/B_-7ys_ZoZk/s1600-h/100_5842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429284462013672498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1ixc97fbDI/AAAAAAAABZ0/B_-7ys_ZoZk/s320/100_5842.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yum! (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nutella&lt;/span&gt; is on the inside). &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S11FAw_jXvI/AAAAAAAABdM/kp-uJixhoH0/s1600-h/100_5840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430572605132463858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S11FAw_jXvI/AAAAAAAABdM/kp-uJixhoH0/s320/100_5840.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(We bought our own &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nutella&lt;/span&gt; and Brad has made these a few times since we've been home!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After eating turkey, we watched the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aggies&lt;/span&gt; play a good football game against t.u. (live), caught a very little bit of sleep, then took the tube to the airport early the next morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a long layover in Houston, so Brad's brother and our nephews picked us up and treated us to some Tex-Mex at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chuy's&lt;/span&gt;. Aren't they cuties? What a perfect welcome back to Texas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1ixb_yqb0I/AAAAAAAABZk/tV4LuBMfP3k/s1600-h/100_5847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429284445333647170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1ixb_yqb0I/AAAAAAAABZk/tV4LuBMfP3k/s320/100_5847.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Those are not my fingers over Ryan's head - I promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;** We didn't make sweet Xavier lean in like that, but as you can guess Brad didn't feel like retakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally - the three faces I was missing so much! They were most excited to see Oliver, but Brad and I at least got some hugs and kisses, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1iv3sijqQI/AAAAAAAABZc/pVYoEam4muc/s1600-h/100_5855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429282722178902274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1iv3sijqQI/AAAAAAAABZc/pVYoEam4muc/s320/100_5855.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They are holding some chocolate coins from various gift shops. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was an amazing experience and traveling like that only makes you want to do more and more of it! We are so blessed to have such good friends and such wonderful parents that took over our kids, house and naughty little dog for the week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;p.s. Jet lag is real - not just a made up excuse like I used to wonder about.&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/8654746790936440725-7341495657541086524?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/7341495657541086524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=7341495657541086524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7341495657541086524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7341495657541086524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/01/london-part-6-end.html' title='London - Part 6 - The End!'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S10oSMAg31I/AAAAAAAABcs/NNnTq_IsFog/s72-c/100_5756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-7882161121449243530</id><published>2010-01-19T23:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T23:50:14.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'>London - Part 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were really tempted to try to make a quick trip to France or Ireland, but with only 5 days of visiting time, we decided to not spend so much of it in transit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We did take a much shorter train ride to Oxford, England. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PkBRixvwI/AAAAAAAABYs/8sDvA_P64sg/s1600-h/100_5653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427932686451851010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PkBRixvwI/AAAAAAAABYs/8sDvA_P64sg/s320/100_5653.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We boarded at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Paddington&lt;/span&gt; Station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PkBF5w54I/AAAAAAAABYk/Fs2qDyZFZSg/s1600-h/100_5654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427932683327039362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PkBF5w54I/AAAAAAAABYk/Fs2qDyZFZSg/s320/100_5654.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and were very happy that Jody and George joined us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PkA7clWyI/AAAAAAAABYc/1yzwuQIZ4-I/s1600-h/100_5655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427932680520293154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PkA7clWyI/AAAAAAAABYc/1yzwuQIZ4-I/s320/100_5655.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;English countryside view from the window of the train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PiX7rwLII/AAAAAAAABYU/VZnW-LSmQpA/s1600-h/100_5662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427930876697652354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PiX7rwLII/AAAAAAAABYU/VZnW-LSmQpA/s320/100_5662.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At Oxford station, we saw this sign for porridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PiXrt7vBI/AAAAAAAABYM/o8pQlXddCCM/s1600-h/100_5670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427930872411831314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PiXrt7vBI/AAAAAAAABYM/o8pQlXddCCM/s320/100_5670.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and more bicycles than I would have ever imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PiXCb1WfI/AAAAAAAABYE/9eZI6gijk_Q/s1600-h/100_5672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427930861330061810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PiXCb1WfI/AAAAAAAABYE/9eZI6gijk_Q/s320/100_5672.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1939 on Tuesday evenings, a group known as "The Inklings" met at this public house across the street from Oxford University.  C.S. Lewis and J.R.R. Tolkien were two of the members that regularly enjoyed literary discussions over a pint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PiW2v_48I/AAAAAAAABX8/WQZeBFuJLRA/s1600-h/100_5692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427930858193413058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PiW2v_48I/AAAAAAAABX8/WQZeBFuJLRA/s320/100_5692.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Eagle and Child" is also know as the "The Bird and Baby" - so here is our baby looking out the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PiWh7P4bI/AAAAAAAABX0/__3pYFeX7rc/s1600-h/100_5691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427930852603453874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PiWh7P4bI/AAAAAAAABX0/__3pYFeX7rc/s320/100_5691.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked the way that the front booths had their own little room complete with fireplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PhCLUcarI/AAAAAAAABXs/PMkBLX6uwiY/s1600-h/100_5681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427929403426106034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PhCLUcarI/AAAAAAAABXs/PMkBLX6uwiY/s320/100_5681.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brad is a huge fan of both Lewis and Tolkien and has read many of their books more than once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PhBoKFLjI/AAAAAAAABXk/cORJTnw7jkA/s1600-h/100_5678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427929393987399218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PhBoKFLjI/AAAAAAAABXk/cORJTnw7jkA/s320/100_5678.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad he got to make this trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PhBWgR9vI/AAAAAAAABXc/hHgVlOHdiCE/s1600-h/100_5686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427929389248673522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PhBWgR9vI/AAAAAAAABXc/hHgVlOHdiCE/s320/100_5686.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy a "pint" in the exact same spot they used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PhBHfZ2VI/AAAAAAAABXU/h-wMrVWX5qY/s1600-h/100_5685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427929385218464082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PhBHfZ2VI/AAAAAAAABXU/h-wMrVWX5qY/s320/100_5685.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More literary fun...we had this for dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PhAwXHKVI/AAAAAAAABXM/vVxcR-q-9-E/s1600-h/100_5693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427929379009669458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PhAwXHKVI/AAAAAAAABXM/vVxcR-q-9-E/s320/100_5693.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any Harry Potter fans recognize "Treacle Tart"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1Fc3ooqTRI/AAAAAAAABXE/tbpjkwMKsTc/s1600-h/100_5694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427221136828681490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1Fc3ooqTRI/AAAAAAAABXE/tbpjkwMKsTc/s320/100_5694.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oxford was very impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1Fc3AtYWlI/AAAAAAAABW8/tvBNfygafX8/s1600-h/100_5714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427221126111058514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1Fc3AtYWlI/AAAAAAAABW8/tvBNfygafX8/s320/100_5714.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad climbed up this tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1Fc2_EzXEI/AAAAAAAABW0/WHRj6ALu9Yk/s1600-h/100_5703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427221125672426562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1Fc2_EzXEI/AAAAAAAABW0/WHRj6ALu9Yk/s320/100_5703.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and got some pictures of some &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spire"&gt;spires&lt;/a&gt; around town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1Fc2bP8dhI/AAAAAAAABWs/TmLP2h6qzMc/s1600-h/100_5704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427221116055483922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1Fc2bP8dhI/AAAAAAAABWs/TmLP2h6qzMc/s320/100_5704.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I enjoyed the campus in late November, so I can only imagine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1FbHLYcgKI/AAAAAAAABWc/P7V835eF600/s1600-h/100_5716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427219204830691490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1FbHLYcgKI/AAAAAAAABWc/P7V835eF600/s320/100_5716.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; what it looks like in the spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1FbGlvt-wI/AAAAAAAABWU/6HOvlb9D5q0/s1600-h/100_5718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427219194727758594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1FbGlvt-wI/AAAAAAAABWU/6HOvlb9D5q0/s320/100_5718.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made a quick half-day trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1FbGXwJ9XI/AAAAAAAABWM/T2rOiHyInyQ/s1600-h/100_5719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427219190971495794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1FbGXwJ9XI/AAAAAAAABWM/T2rOiHyInyQ/s320/100_5719.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but liked what we saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1FbFyrUJMI/AAAAAAAABWE/No8qWIOQNiA/s1600-h/100_5721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427219181019079874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1FbFyrUJMI/AAAAAAAABWE/No8qWIOQNiA/s320/100_5721.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and wore this little guy out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1FbFir3WqI/AAAAAAAABV8/QMQrYROVcZQ/s1600-h/100_5728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427219176726420130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1FbFir3WqI/AAAAAAAABV8/QMQrYROVcZQ/s320/100_5728.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-7882161121449243530?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/7882161121449243530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=7882161121449243530' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7882161121449243530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7882161121449243530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/01/london-part-5.html' title='London - Part 5'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1PkBRixvwI/AAAAAAAABYs/8sDvA_P64sg/s72-c/100_5653.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-77982752761357757</id><published>2010-01-16T08:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T00:15:40.347-06:00</updated><title type='text'>London - Part 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We started the next day with the Tower of London. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DE_rYswHI/AAAAAAAABUE/LrpIkz_gpCw/s1600-h/100_5622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427054149238571122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DE_rYswHI/AAAAAAAABUE/LrpIkz_gpCw/s320/100_5622.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guided by the Yeomen Warders (a.k.a. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Beefeaters&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427054163006397682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DFAerNHPI/AAAAAAAABUU/7whH5mnQJhM/s320/100_5624.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we entered "The Bloody Tower" by walking under this portcullis.&lt;/span&gt; You learn some gruesome, but fascinating history on this tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DFBIbeJII/AAAAAAAABUc/Zxx9-LcEeEk/s1600-h/100_5623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427054174214694018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DFBIbeJII/AAAAAAAABUc/Zxx9-LcEeEk/s320/100_5623.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something old, something new...in the picture below you can see both the very modern egg-shaped London City Hall, and the green grass that grows where the Tower Moat used to be (1280 to 1843).&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DCxYDWtvI/AAAAAAAABT8/A-rJJt35Ahg/s1600-h/100_5619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427051704507348722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DCxYDWtvI/AAAAAAAABT8/A-rJJt35Ahg/s320/100_5619.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the residences that makes up the Queen's House inside the tower walls. I love the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DFBSIvkFI/AAAAAAAABUk/85kl_L-gz00/s1600-h/100_5628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427054176820498514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DFBSIvkFI/AAAAAAAABUk/85kl_L-gz00/s320/100_5628.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got much closer to one of the guards inside the Tower. Did you know many of these guys just returned from Iraq or Afghanistan? They are holding "live" weapons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DJ-f_6n9I/AAAAAAAABVs/Z4O2ROkhHGc/s1600-h/100_5629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427059626560102354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DJ-f_6n9I/AAAAAAAABVs/Z4O2ROkhHGc/s320/100_5629.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A better view of the Tower of London from a distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DJ-I5R0ZI/AAAAAAAABVk/ztp-Q2yEte8/s1600-h/100_5633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427059620358246802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DJ-I5R0ZI/AAAAAAAABVk/ztp-Q2yEte8/s320/100_5633.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tower Bridge in the background - partly under construction. Brad doesn't believe in re-takes. I would have taken at least 3 and chosen the best one to keep. Not him. Hair in your face? Too bad. Keep walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DJ9pXHl-I/AAAAAAAABVc/foQ1_EB7i_Q/s1600-h/100_5634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427059611893471202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DJ9pXHl-I/AAAAAAAABVc/foQ1_EB7i_Q/s320/100_5634.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;St. Paul's Cathedral...pictures cannot show how big it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/marypoppins/feedthebirds.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427059602845850850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DJ9Hp_3OI/AAAAAAAABVU/YNzjCv6K488/s320/100_5635.jpg" /&gt;"Feed the birds, tuppence a bag"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Those steps are where the lady in Mary Poppins is sitting when she feeds the birds. We had fun watching that movie both before and after the trip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DG3O0mYJI/AAAAAAAABVM/r0ilKR4LkRk/s1600-h/100_5638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427056203155267730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DG3O0mYJI/AAAAAAAABVM/r0ilKR4LkRk/s320/100_5638.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brad and Oliver are on the left, beside a column in front of St. Paul's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DG2UKqzSI/AAAAAAAABVE/IvA7UDrC_3U/s1600-h/100_5641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427056187410140450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DG2UKqzSI/AAAAAAAABVE/IvA7UDrC_3U/s320/100_5641.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking up at St. Paul's doors. So, so big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DG2JlTYrI/AAAAAAAABU8/z2NdgeomKZk/s1600-h/100_5643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427056184569062066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DG2JlTYrI/AAAAAAAABU8/z2NdgeomKZk/s320/100_5643.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We spent a lot of time inside St. Paul's, but could not take pictures. Brad climbed all 530 or so steps to the top dome for a nice view of London, while Oliver and I admired all the Christmas items in the gift shop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The view from those front doors of St. Paul's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DG1nFRejI/AAAAAAAABU0/pq8ww10xPbw/s1600-h/100_5644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427056175307913778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DG1nFRejI/AAAAAAAABU0/pq8ww10xPbw/s320/100_5644.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We stepped out to get more latte, because I quickly became an addict. I wanted to remember the details of this coffee company, so I arranged these things and snapped pictures while Brad shook his head and rolled his eyes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DG1E2ZRbI/AAAAAAAABUs/iglY5tL2ohg/s1600-h/100_5648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427056166118704562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DG1E2ZRbI/AAAAAAAABUs/iglY5tL2ohg/s320/100_5648.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then we went back into St. Paul's for Evensong. It is a daily evening service where the choir sings Anglican chant. Most of it was in Latin and we really enjoyed it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally, back to the house. Don't we look proper while warming by the fire? I think it would have been even better if Brad had his pipe dangling from the corner of his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DCwj0vCII/AAAAAAAABTs/p6pbci7YLak/s1600-h/100_5616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427051690487384194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DCwj0vCII/AAAAAAAABTs/p6pbci7YLak/s320/100_5616.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This time it is tea for me, not coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DCwG_cvMI/AAAAAAAABTk/z-zWQYYaeOk/s1600-h/100_5611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427051682747694274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DCwG_cvMI/AAAAAAAABTk/z-zWQYYaeOk/s320/100_5611.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-77982752761357757?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/77982752761357757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=77982752761357757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/77982752761357757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/77982752761357757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2010/01/london-part-4.html' title='London - Part 4'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1DE_rYswHI/AAAAAAAABUE/LrpIkz_gpCw/s72-c/100_5622.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-5210824590254630046</id><published>2010-01-15T15:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T15:00:02.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>London - Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;OK - I survived my two main software releases and I have time to catch up a little....so where was I? Oh yes - this is the second half of the day I posted about in London - Part 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall is my favorite season of the year, so getting to see London while the leaves were still falling and without all the peak crowds was extra nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc2OWa-wtI/AAAAAAAABQk/fSDBZ7so6OU/s1600-h/100_5560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415356697101124306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc2OWa-wtI/AAAAAAAABQk/fSDBZ7so6OU/s320/100_5560.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We walked through this park on our way to Buckingham Palace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We saw pelicans,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc2N_EEGJI/AAAAAAAABQc/c-EjRKu2gjg/s1600-h/100_5561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415356690830989458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc2N_EEGJI/AAAAAAAABQc/c-EjRKu2gjg/s320/100_5561.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a cute little cottage,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc2NcEhexI/AAAAAAAABQU/-UrE8xwA4jI/s1600-h/100_5562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415356681437674258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc2NcEhexI/AAAAAAAABQU/-UrE8xwA4jI/s320/100_5562.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and helpful signs for those of us whose husbands won't let us hold the guidebooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SycyFFDaoqI/AAAAAAAABQM/-_6K7HDy_r0/s1600-h/100_5563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415352139773551266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SycyFFDaoqI/AAAAAAAABQM/-_6K7HDy_r0/s320/100_5563.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen Victoria's monument&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SycyEwzL1nI/AAAAAAAABQE/12tuQh3js_8/s1600-h/100_5564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415352134336763506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SycyEwzL1nI/AAAAAAAABQE/12tuQh3js_8/s320/100_5564.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buckingham Palace - notice the grey coats, instead of red on the guard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SycyEpSXXkI/AAAAAAAABP8/-R3iCbPuLRE/s1600-h/100_5568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415352132320058946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SycyEpSXXkI/AAAAAAAABP8/-R3iCbPuLRE/s320/100_5568.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;What? You can't see the guard? Please tell Brad I need a camera with a better zoom :) The guard and his big black bear skin hat are there. Click on the picture to expand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ornate gate just outside the palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SycyEC4i5mI/AAAAAAAABP0/HCDvpIC0XAg/s1600-h/100_5569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415352122011215458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SycyEC4i5mI/AAAAAAAABP0/HCDvpIC0XAg/s320/100_5569.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buckingham at Sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1C91l7QJEI/AAAAAAAABTc/_hhjMkELtes/s1600-h/100_5587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427046279392797762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1C91l7QJEI/AAAAAAAABTc/_hhjMkELtes/s320/100_5587.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oliver turned 6 months that day...Happy 1/2 b-day, buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1C91M27zEI/AAAAAAAABTU/tjHUp9b7n9Q/s1600-h/100_5589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427046272663800898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/S1C91M27zEI/AAAAAAAABTU/tjHUp9b7n9Q/s320/100_5589.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buckingham is right behind me. I got a picture of Oliver with the London Eye in the background. (top left). That is just a portion of what we walked that day...and my legs were not used to it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sycr4Vye7II/AAAAAAAABPc/S4Mvvd9d5rc/s1600-h/100_5574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415345323857865858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sycr4Vye7II/AAAAAAAABPc/S4Mvvd9d5rc/s320/100_5574.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More big fancy gates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sycr31CiU7I/AAAAAAAABPU/en2iYDjyzjw/s1600-h/100_5579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415345315066827698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sycr31CiU7I/AAAAAAAABPU/en2iYDjyzjw/s320/100_5579.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SycpigSNGTI/AAAAAAAABPM/36zPnoNGug4/s1600-h/100_5582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415342749694892338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SycpigSNGTI/AAAAAAAABPM/36zPnoNGug4/s320/100_5582.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sycpia4abpI/AAAAAAAABPE/pTei5oxay-E/s1600-h/100_5586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415342748244536978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sycpia4abpI/AAAAAAAABPE/pTei5oxay-E/s320/100_5586.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was dark by the time we got to Trafalgar Square. We enjoyed some hot latte and the pretty fountains anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SycoRiaMoEI/AAAAAAAABOk/CL0e0G4fTVc/s1600-h/100_5596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415341358695882818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SycoRiaMoEI/AAAAAAAABOk/CL0e0G4fTVc/s320/100_5596.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of the famous lion statues at Trafalgar. Most tourists were climbing all over these, but with Brad's bad knee and me wearing Oliver in a wrap - we settled for a picture like this. It sure did get dark early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SycoQ5gUlqI/AAAAAAAABOU/lM8Kn8VjLeA/s1600-h/100_5598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415341347715716770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SycoQ5gUlqI/AAAAAAAABOU/lM8Kn8VjLeA/s320/100_5598.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-5210824590254630046?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/5210824590254630046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=5210824590254630046' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/5210824590254630046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/5210824590254630046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/01/london-part-3.html' title='London - Part 3'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc2OWa-wtI/AAAAAAAABQk/fSDBZ7so6OU/s72-c/100_5560.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-4405417009993638024</id><published>2009-12-26T10:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T10:28:56.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SzY4cqkUy2I/AAAAAAAABTM/b-jPH_DRo9o/s1600-h/100_6012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419581266701110114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SzY4cqkUy2I/AAAAAAAABTM/b-jPH_DRo9o/s320/100_6012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SzY4cXpyl8I/AAAAAAAABTE/QT7Zfh8anLc/s1600-h/100_6025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419581261623760834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SzY4cXpyl8I/AAAAAAAABTE/QT7Zfh8anLc/s320/100_6025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday I'll come back here to finish up London pictures and cover Lucy's birthday, but for now, Merry Christmas from the James Family. Blessings to you and your families during this special season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SzY2v_CiAnI/AAAAAAAABS8/LUyyPLMk93U/s1600-h/100_6022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419579399590773362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SzY2v_CiAnI/AAAAAAAABS8/LUyyPLMk93U/s320/100_6022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-4405417009993638024?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/4405417009993638024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=4405417009993638024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/4405417009993638024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/4405417009993638024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SzY4cqkUy2I/AAAAAAAABTM/b-jPH_DRo9o/s72-c/100_6012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-8560627443533687483</id><published>2009-12-15T07:00:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T07:00:06.304-06:00</updated><title type='text'>London - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc_-rkRcgI/AAAAAAAABSs/Ush-waJed78/s1600-h/100_5530.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We meant to set off bright and early on Monday morning to be good tourists. Switching to the new time zone proved difficult and we slept quite a bit later than we meant to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think all visitors probably get at least one picture with a red phone booth. We had to chose our angle carefully to not let the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; trash in the booth show up in our picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc_-OQcl1I/AAAAAAAABSk/Pfvw_Ey15vg/s1600-h/100_5531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415367415147829074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc_-OQcl1I/AAAAAAAABSk/Pfvw_Ey15vg/s320/100_5531.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We walked past this old church building on the way to the tube. If I remember right, it is being converted into a theater. Lots of old church buildings are being used for other purposes (rather than being torn down.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc_9g64BxI/AAAAAAAABSc/KjjzzQmUGC0/s1600-h/100_5532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415367402977756946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc_9g64BxI/AAAAAAAABSc/KjjzzQmUGC0/s320/100_5532.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Tube (subway)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SydEOS1yWsI/AAAAAAAABS0/LtLIO6TIqBA/s1600-h/100_5601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415372089302604482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SydEOS1yWsI/AAAAAAAABS0/LtLIO6TIqBA/s320/100_5601.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waterloo Station - both underground and above-ground trains stop here. It looked like a mall on one side and was covered with glass (plastic?), but it was still very cool and a little breezy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc_9ThS7VI/AAAAAAAABSU/qsrUdSAefeA/s1600-h/100_5533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415367399380806994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc_9ThS7VI/AAAAAAAABSU/qsrUdSAefeA/s320/100_5533.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc-e6S09nI/AAAAAAAABSM/FbmyGNJuh_A/s1600-h/100_5533.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oliver in his brown pea coat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc-eWqECnI/AAAAAAAABSE/xvbaAzRoQIY/s1600-h/100_5536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415365768135314034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc-eWqECnI/AAAAAAAABSE/xvbaAzRoQIY/s320/100_5536.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The London Eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc-eGXeoHI/AAAAAAAABR8/XUNRg2WFm10/s1600-h/100_5539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415365763762397298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc-eGXeoHI/AAAAAAAABR8/XUNRg2WFm10/s320/100_5539.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver loved it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc-dfUqViI/AAAAAAAABR0/SfMtVkh7SxI/s1600-h/100_5543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415365753281599010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc-dfUqViI/AAAAAAAABR0/SfMtVkh7SxI/s320/100_5543.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An example of how the weather goes from sunny to rainy to sunny to cloudy to rainy, etc. This was a fast moving cloud and it did get very windy that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc8z1ohT9I/AAAAAAAABRs/i62WyJ0u4CU/s1600-h/100_5544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415363938204340178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc8z1ohT9I/AAAAAAAABRs/i62WyJ0u4CU/s320/100_5544.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 of us on the Eye - If I converted meters to feet correctly, it is about 442 feet high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc8zoN-dvI/AAAAAAAABRk/ReETe2XJhGY/s1600-h/100_5546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415363934603343602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc8zoN-dvI/AAAAAAAABRk/ReETe2XJhGY/s320/100_5546.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so clear view of Big Ben and Parliament&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc8zJ6ayPI/AAAAAAAABRc/eahWIramMtE/s1600-h/100_5549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415363926468249842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc8zJ6ayPI/AAAAAAAABRc/eahWIramMtE/s320/100_5549.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big Ben from the Eye again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc8ynDV4NI/AAAAAAAABRU/9mBZfzMS9Os/s1600-h/100_5550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415363917110436050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc8ynDV4NI/AAAAAAAABRU/9mBZfzMS9Os/s320/100_5550.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walk way along River Thames&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc4m1sGzrI/AAAAAAAABRM/-Yqdu1C9GI0/s1600-h/100_5554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415359316834569906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc4m1sGzrI/AAAAAAAABRM/-Yqdu1C9GI0/s320/100_5554.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc4mZxLepI/AAAAAAAABRE/uFfggacxN_k/s1600-h/100_5555.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big Ben from the bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc4mH_KhxI/AAAAAAAABQ8/t9FuJeQ7LiM/s1600-h/100_5556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415359304566474514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc4mH_KhxI/AAAAAAAABQ8/t9FuJeQ7LiM/s320/100_5556.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two impressive and important-looking old buildings with a monument between them. We were amazed at how many things you see like this that aren't marked well, and don't get mentioned in some travel guides. I guess when everything is old and beautiful, some just get ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out that the building on the right is over the Winston Churchill Museum and Cabinet War Rooms. We came back a couple of days later to go down into that bunker. I learned a lot about WWII and what a sense of humor Winston Churchill had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc4lqEaIYI/AAAAAAAABQ0/P9uV--LEKx0/s1600-h/100_5559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415359296535404930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc4lqEaIYI/AAAAAAAABQ0/P9uV--LEKx0/s320/100_5559.jpg" /&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/8654746790936440725-8560627443533687483?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/8560627443533687483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=8560627443533687483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/8560627443533687483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/8560627443533687483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/12/london-part-2.html' title='London - Part 2'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Syc_-OQcl1I/AAAAAAAABSk/Pfvw_Ey15vg/s72-c/100_5531.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-3329098104251495841</id><published>2009-12-11T22:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T22:26:47.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'>London - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After lots of careful packing (notice the emergency item at the bottom)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCKzSshnfI/AAAAAAAABNE/PLZIZo93FKo/s1600-h/000_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413479365895888370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCKzSshnfI/AAAAAAAABNE/PLZIZo93FKo/s320/000_0009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and a little bit of airport waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCKzHOjQ0I/AAAAAAAABM8/C1LQKtpSX2I/s1600-h/000_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413479362817377090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCKzHOjQ0I/AAAAAAAABM8/C1LQKtpSX2I/s320/000_0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we said goodbye to the south plains (by plane)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCKypOhVuI/AAAAAAAABM0/QkKiNCJpZhM/s1600-h/000_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413479354764187362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCKypOhVuI/AAAAAAAABM0/QkKiNCJpZhM/s320/000_0005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; in the hopes of eventually seeing something more like this (by train),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCNa3W9kII/AAAAAAAABNk/u0RnrRYUZqE/s1600-h/100_5656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413482244775710850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCNa3W9kII/AAAAAAAABNk/u0RnrRYUZqE/s320/100_5656.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and we did&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but first some more airport waiting in Houston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCKyDMxKSI/AAAAAAAABMs/9kckZeIxHq0/s1600-h/100_5503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413479344556288290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCKyDMxKSI/AAAAAAAABMs/9kckZeIxHq0/s320/100_5503.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our 9 hour overnight flight from Houston to London was supposed to include many hours of a baby sleeping in an airline bassinet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCNaoGU3MI/AAAAAAAABNc/Z08NIDl6N5Q/s1600-h/100_5506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413482240679402690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCNaoGU3MI/AAAAAAAABNc/Z08NIDl6N5Q/s320/100_5506.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oliver was only kind enough to sleep in it for enough time for me to get a picture, then he decided it was too cramped and that gross stain that looks like pureed carrots just wasn't going to cut it. We took turns holding him the rest of the time.  Thankfully, he didn't cry much at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a picture actually taken in London. Here is Oliver at Heathrow Airport in the borrowed collapsable stroller that saved us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCNaamC6xI/AAAAAAAABNU/Np2Wxp4LniU/s1600-h/100_5508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413482237054348050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCNaamC6xI/AAAAAAAABNU/Np2Wxp4LniU/s320/100_5508.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; 8 am in "the tube", London's subway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCNZ6Xi5GI/AAAAAAAABNM/XAhOptAHkc8/s1600-h/100_5509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413482228403594338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCNZ6Xi5GI/AAAAAAAABNM/XAhOptAHkc8/s320/100_5509.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We spent the morning finding our way to our friends' house, ate lunch, then Brad and Brent went to a football (soccer) game. Go Spurs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cerebra.ca/commercial/ADMINII/users/5222/Image/feature/Spurs_Logo_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 452px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 640px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://cerebra.ca/commercial/ADMINII/users/5222/Image/feature/Spurs_Logo_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jody, the girls, the babies and I went to the high street to see the Christmas festival and the lighting of the tree. Here is Oliver with substitute big sisters for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCQuc-wcFI/AAAAAAAABOE/7ySUvNvR9KI/s1600-h/100_5511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413485879827132498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCQuc-wcFI/AAAAAAAABOE/7ySUvNvR9KI/s320/100_5511.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw a puppet show on the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCQuEVo2lI/AAAAAAAABN8/Rv2Ayw2rKk4/s1600-h/100_5513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413485873212217938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCQuEVo2lI/AAAAAAAABN8/Rv2Ayw2rKk4/s320/100_5513.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a real reindeer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCQt15dV0I/AAAAAAAABN0/Ytw8jCojnoA/s1600-h/100_5514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413485869335926594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCQt15dV0I/AAAAAAAABN0/Ytw8jCojnoA/s320/100_5514.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to church, then stopped by a crepe stand on the way back to the house. Words cannot describe how delicious a warm crepe with melted Belgiun chocolate tastes on a cool night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At that point, I seriously thought if we had to leave right then, all traveling would have been worthwhile. I'm holding my crepe and wearing Oliver in a blue wrap here. (In other words....I'm not pregnant!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyMVkX7a2dI/AAAAAAAABOM/5k-pEppa5OA/s1600-h/100_5529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414194891672181202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyMVkX7a2dI/AAAAAAAABOM/5k-pEppa5OA/s320/100_5529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More to come (lots, actually)...&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/8654746790936440725-3329098104251495841?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/3329098104251495841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=3329098104251495841' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/3329098104251495841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/3329098104251495841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/12/london-part-1.html' title='London - Part 1'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCKzSshnfI/AAAAAAAABNE/PLZIZo93FKo/s72-c/000_0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-7296336721030704791</id><published>2009-12-09T23:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:33:11.579-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amen to that</title><content type='html'>In Lucy's school folder on Monday was a slip of paper with the prayer intention she is supposed to say at Friday's prayer service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For helping us to be patient and kind as we wait for Christmas...Lord hear our prayer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just good advice for the kindergarten kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-7296336721030704791?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/7296336721030704791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=7296336721030704791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7296336721030704791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/7296336721030704791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/12/amen-to-that.html' title='Amen to that'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-2314801250437542103</id><published>2009-12-09T23:02:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:17:48.035-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Proof</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCCfmRaTJI/AAAAAAAABMk/5ETOp_XMwzI/s1600-h/100_5879.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that he is now 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCCfPtlhII/AAAAAAAABMc/gpO7ai-6mLI/s1600-h/100_5883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413470225404626050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCCfPtlhII/AAAAAAAABMc/gpO7ai-6mLI/s320/100_5883.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and 8 things that Kilian says make him happy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;bugs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bowling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the beach&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Magic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tree House&lt;/span&gt; books&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bakugan&lt;/span&gt; toys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carlsbad Caverns&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tostadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't mean to not post anything from that last post until after he actually turned 8. Our trip to London the week of Thanksgiving was wonderful, but I promised myself I would get some (software developing) work goals accomplished before I spent time on pictures. I am ready to tackle them now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-2314801250437542103?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/2314801250437542103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=2314801250437542103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2314801250437542103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2314801250437542103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/12/proof.html' title='Proof'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SyCCfPtlhII/AAAAAAAABMc/gpO7ai-6mLI/s72-c/100_5883.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-3153590468467495587</id><published>2009-11-19T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:00:08.694-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering 7...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;because 8 is just around the corner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwTzNURkHyI/AAAAAAAABL8/pU8GaOMPXxU/s1600/100_5472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405712862857666338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwTzNURkHyI/AAAAAAAABL8/pU8GaOMPXxU/s320/100_5472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;being a scout &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwTw27EaecI/AAAAAAAABLU/d3GMGDI7KPc/s1600/100_5474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405710279111244226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwTw27EaecI/AAAAAAAABLU/d3GMGDI7KPc/s320/100_5474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;making a mess &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwTyrC33FpI/AAAAAAAABLs/ziGe1bIdOBU/s1600/100_5441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405712274070902418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwTyrC33FpI/AAAAAAAABLs/ziGe1bIdOBU/s320/100_5441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;being a good big brother &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwTyrcOqCOI/AAAAAAAABL0/jfLMVolS1kM/s1600/100_5460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405712280877402338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwTyrcOqCOI/AAAAAAAABL0/jfLMVolS1kM/s320/100_5460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; being silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwT1CXfFSjI/AAAAAAAABME/8HaOZhPpK_w/s1600/100_5465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405714873764366898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwT1CXfFSjI/AAAAAAAABME/8HaOZhPpK_w/s320/100_5465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwTyqqQbm2I/AAAAAAAABLk/D2z-i3Xd8RI/s1600/100_5477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405712267463072610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwTyqqQbm2I/AAAAAAAABLk/D2z-i3Xd8RI/s320/100_5477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;being a scout / helping make a fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwTyqY5-rXI/AAAAAAAABLc/fdNGdapTc0s/s1600/100_5364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405712262805499250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwTyqY5-rXI/AAAAAAAABLc/fdNGdapTc0s/s320/100_5364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;being a good big brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwTw2IQW5sI/AAAAAAAABLE/q3GALWC45tg/s1600/100_5463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405710265471133378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwTw2IQW5sI/AAAAAAAABLE/q3GALWC45tg/s320/100_5463.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;being very silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwTw1qcRFWI/AAAAAAAABK8/nwHhZQJMdl4/s1600/100_5430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405710257468020066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwTw1qcRFWI/AAAAAAAABK8/nwHhZQJMdl4/s320/100_5430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwTw1XG7QUI/AAAAAAAABK0/RbedFBoxcDI/s1600/100_5490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405710252278235458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwTw1XG7QUI/AAAAAAAABK0/RbedFBoxcDI/s320/100_5490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; being a good big brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwT1ChgF0DI/AAAAAAAABMM/pMFaOhiogQM/s1600/100_5488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405714876452950066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwT1ChgF0DI/AAAAAAAABMM/pMFaOhiogQM/s320/100_5488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;reading by the fire&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; sounds so old, but I sure am enjoying having such big kid around here.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't know what we would do without our Kilian!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-3153590468467495587?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/3153590468467495587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=3153590468467495587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/3153590468467495587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/3153590468467495587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/11/remembering-7.html' title='Remembering 7...'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwTzNURkHyI/AAAAAAAABL8/pU8GaOMPXxU/s72-c/100_5472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-2658959348511807945</id><published>2009-11-19T06:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T06:59:00.111-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not very loved</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwT4rNa_dJI/AAAAAAAABMU/NGSKGYa01e8/s1600/100_5421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405718873972372626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwT4rNa_dJI/AAAAAAAABMU/NGSKGYa01e8/s320/100_5421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you tell?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-2658959348511807945?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/2658959348511807945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=2658959348511807945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2658959348511807945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2658959348511807945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-very-loved.html' title='Not very loved'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SwT4rNa_dJI/AAAAAAAABMU/NGSKGYa01e8/s72-c/100_5421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-4735433723620088197</id><published>2009-11-06T07:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T08:05:30.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kid Quotes</title><content type='html'>Lucy: I have fat legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What??!!?? (they are seriously toothpicks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy: Just like Oliver, my legs are fat. (Then she proceeds to show me how her thighs are about &lt;em&gt;the same size &lt;/em&gt;as Oliver's&lt;em&gt;). &lt;/em&gt;She must have overheard me saying how much I love, love, love his "fat baby legs".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;==============================&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille to Kilian: Oh look, here is the 'T-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rexasaurus&lt;/span&gt;'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==============================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kilian to Lucy: I 'pacifically' told you that you can only.....(insert complicated rules to his made up game here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============================&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-4735433723620088197?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/4735433723620088197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=4735433723620088197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/4735433723620088197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/4735433723620088197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/11/kid-quotes.html' title='Kid Quotes'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-4990618091947600376</id><published>2009-11-06T07:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T08:01:18.435-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember our unhappy flower from Halloween 2008? (&lt;a href="http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2008/11/trimester-worth-of-updates.html"&gt;click here and scroll down to the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; picture for a reminder&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, we started out with an unhappy Lion for Halloween 2009.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SvNYcDeU7wI/AAAAAAAABKs/alilEJVsqz0/s1600-h/100_5314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400757617139445506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SvNYcDeU7wI/AAAAAAAABKs/alilEJVsqz0/s320/100_5314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took off the costume for a picture with my four and cousin Avery (a happy flower).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SvNYIu4LKAI/AAAAAAAABKg/uKgvXjK1fI8/s1600-h/100_5323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400757285193197570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SvNYIu4LKAI/AAAAAAAABKg/uKgvXjK1fI8/s320/100_5323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we put the costume back on once we learned that only kids in costume actually get the candy in their buckets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SvNYIC89s-I/AAAAAAAABKU/JfhM4GKFLpw/s1600-h/100_5333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400757273402127330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SvNYIC89s-I/AAAAAAAABKU/JfhM4GKFLpw/s320/100_5333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What fine ninja moves - don't break my camera, please!  Kilian was actually Superman for the school Halloween parade, but wanted to switch to last year's ninja costume for Saturday night.  I liked the Superman better, so maybe this will teach me not to forget my camera for school functions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SvNYH-kWoOI/AAAAAAAABKI/bmjGoGowo6c/s1600-h/100_5335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400757272225161442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SvNYH-kWoOI/AAAAAAAABKI/bmjGoGowo6c/s320/100_5335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No candy for them this year, so the babies chat about how unfair their lives are. They don't look disgruntled, do they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SvNYG4KW6BI/AAAAAAAABJ8/RTx-QRz-FGQ/s1600-h/100_5338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400757253325645842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SvNYG4KW6BI/AAAAAAAABJ8/RTx-QRz-FGQ/s320/100_5338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jackpot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SvNYGpvAZbI/AAAAAAAABJ0/z9ImQIPM1RI/s1600-h/100_5344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400757249452828082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SvNYGpvAZbI/AAAAAAAABJ0/z9ImQIPM1RI/s320/100_5344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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/8654746790936440725-4990618091947600376?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/4990618091947600376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=4990618091947600376' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/4990618091947600376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/4990618091947600376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-2009.html' title='Halloween 2009'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SvNYcDeU7wI/AAAAAAAABKs/alilEJVsqz0/s72-c/100_5314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-8117839596585429679</id><published>2009-11-03T16:42:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:47:36.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Accessorized Insomnia</title><content type='html'>Kilian and Lucy have been doing a great job of going to bed and falling asleep when they are asked on school nights. Camille on the other hand....not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just find it so hard to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;consistent&lt;/span&gt; disciplinarian when she comes out of her room looking like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SvCyfjckSFI/AAAAAAAABJs/5ahgD_XvIXo/s1600-h/100_5357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400012208377972818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SvCyfjckSFI/AAAAAAAABJs/5ahgD_XvIXo/s320/100_5357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-8117839596585429679?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/8117839596585429679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=8117839596585429679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/8117839596585429679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/8117839596585429679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/11/accessorized-insomnia.html' title='Accessorized Insomnia'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SvCyfjckSFI/AAAAAAAABJs/5ahgD_XvIXo/s72-c/100_5357.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-761473230809731185</id><published>2009-11-03T16:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:34:35.342-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game</title><content type='html'>I started this post right after the big game on 10/24, but am just now returning to finish it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we moved to this area 3 years ago, Texas Tech has had a good (at times very good) football team. We get to hear and read about just how good they are nonstop. That is fine - I grew up going to Tech games and I always loved them...until I became an Aggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the fall of my freshman year at A&amp;amp;M (1995) - something went wrong and it had not been made right until Saturday, 10/24. We (the Aggies) had not won a single football game in Lubbock since 1993.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad bought 2 tickets to this year's game and I was reluctant to go. When it started looking like the weather was going to be nice enough to take Oliver and we were able to get one of our favorite babysitters for the other three kids, I decided that I would go instead of letting Brad take a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuVCjmftM4I/AAAAAAAABJk/u4Nheci2Ifw/s1600-h/100_5235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396792907869795202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuVCjmftM4I/AAAAAAAABJk/u4Nheci2Ifw/s320/100_5235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks before A&amp;amp;M played Tech, Tech beat KSU (66-14) and one week before KSU beat us (62-14). Needless to say, we were expected to witness a big loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the first quarter I was trying to get a picture of Oliver, and a very nice Tech family sitting behind us offered to take one of the 3 of us. It was a tie game and I wanted to picture before things got ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuVCjYiLkHI/AAAAAAAABJc/-HtFngErtuQ/s1600-h/100_5238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396792904122077298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuVCjYiLkHI/AAAAAAAABJc/-HtFngErtuQ/s320/100_5238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but they didn't get ugly at all! Well, that is if I don't count the language of a few students beside us. I sure hope Oliver doesn't choose those words to say first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though the crowd was loud and we were right by the Fightin' Texas Aggie band, Oliver caught a nice nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuVCjNqKdJI/AAAAAAAABJU/6HPx-y1YDLw/s1600-h/100_5239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396792901202769042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuVCjNqKdJI/AAAAAAAABJU/6HPx-y1YDLw/s320/100_5239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We didn't remember to bring our 12th Man towels, but one guy in the band made up for it. Even in my low quality picture (below) you can make out the super long while towel that one guys is spinning around. I thought it was clever at first, but I was mostly impressed with how he didn't hit any fellow band members in the head with it because it was weighted with a tennis ball or something on the end.  (click on the picture to expand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuVAtu7MbzI/AAAAAAAABJM/2kc9VurkR8U/s1600-h/100_5240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396790882908008242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuVAtu7MbzI/AAAAAAAABJM/2kc9VurkR8U/s320/100_5240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice family behind offered to take a picture almost every time A&amp;amp;M scored, and we politely declined until late in the 4th quarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuVAtN9OdxI/AAAAAAAABJE/mGL92l__sy8/s1600-h/100_5245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396790874058159890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuVAtN9OdxI/AAAAAAAABJE/mGL92l__sy8/s320/100_5245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See all those empty seats around us? Lots of Raider fans didn't return after half-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuVAs6ERF2I/AAAAAAAABI8/zSXP-jy9tG0/s1600-h/100_5246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396790868718983010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuVAs6ERF2I/AAAAAAAABI8/zSXP-jy9tG0/s320/100_5246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seconds away from winning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuVAsfajfEI/AAAAAAAABI0/xxnm0oQNt1k/s1600-h/100_5249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396790861564705858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuVAsfajfEI/AAAAAAAABI0/xxnm0oQNt1k/s320/100_5249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whoop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuVAsIlm0pI/AAAAAAAABIs/uhx-9s6PS-E/s1600-h/100_5252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396790855437046418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuVAsIlm0pI/AAAAAAAABIs/uhx-9s6PS-E/s320/100_5252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8654746790936440725-761473230809731185?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/761473230809731185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=761473230809731185' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/761473230809731185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/761473230809731185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/11/game.html' title='The Game'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuVCjmftM4I/AAAAAAAABJk/u4Nheci2Ifw/s72-c/100_5235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-6484305621025355602</id><published>2009-10-26T07:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T07:43:10.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Readers</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago we rearranged our living room. Before moving a small bookcase, Brad removed all the children's books and stacked them on the floor. Who knew that is all it takes for books to be twice as interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe how quiet things were around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuUaFrBKaAI/AAAAAAAABIc/yd7neF27hg8/s1600-h/100_5139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396748413222676482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuUaFrBKaAI/AAAAAAAABIc/yd7neF27hg8/s320/100_5139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camille moved on to other things, but Kilian and Lucy stuck with it for at least 45 minutes. This second picture was taken about 30 minutes after the first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuUaF5UFpTI/AAAAAAAABIk/DRPx5OfYtm8/s1600-h/100_5140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396748417060152626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuUaF5UFpTI/AAAAAAAABIk/DRPx5OfYtm8/s320/100_5140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some parts of parenting that I guess I always dreamed about, but some other parts surprise me with how exciting they can be. Watching my kids read (or &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; read in Lucy's case) fits into the second &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;category&lt;/span&gt;, but wow - it really makes me swell with pride!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-6484305621025355602?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/6484305621025355602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=6484305621025355602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6484305621025355602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6484305621025355602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-readers.html' title='Little Readers'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SuUaFrBKaAI/AAAAAAAABIc/yd7neF27hg8/s72-c/100_5139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-347067055024617956</id><published>2009-10-12T08:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T08:47:47.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's that boring</title><content type='html'>During church Camille had been nearly perfect for the first 30 minutes.  She sat in my lap,  calmly turned around and whispered, "I want you to take me outside for a spanking".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-347067055024617956?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/347067055024617956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=347067055024617956' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/347067055024617956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/347067055024617956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-that-boring.html' title='It&apos;s that boring'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-6328432671244018271</id><published>2009-10-09T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T16:48:49.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The answer is</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eVsEXMhjaRI/SBTG4NBFX_I/AAAAAAAAAfw/_AFecP_TPl8/s320/50004~British-Flag-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eVsEXMhjaRI/SBTG4NBFX_I/AAAAAAAAAfw/_AFecP_TPl8/s320/50004~British-Flag-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that we are arranging the most elaborate play date ever! Oliver will get to go to London to "play" with his friend George, who was born in July. It will be a jolly good time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss9TxNFRByI/AAAAAAAABIU/BUw63-YCLh0/s1600-h/They+call.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390619383776216866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss9TxNFRByI/AAAAAAAABIU/BUw63-YCLh0/s320/They+call.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually we are making the trip in November to baptize Oliver because his godparents now live "across the pond". Couldn't we just do it when they are back in Texas sometime? Well - we could - but that would mean Brad and I wouldn't get to &lt;strike&gt;bump into Prince William&lt;/strike&gt; explore England. (Brad already had a passport).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whimsies-online.com/baptism_fem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.whimsies-online.com/baptism_fem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do feel guilty about not taking the other kids (and grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, and other friends) with us to witness the very special event. I guess I should have been buying lottery tickets or something. What a special opportunity, though! I am so excited I can barely contain myself :)&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/8654746790936440725-6328432671244018271?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/6328432671244018271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=6328432671244018271' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6328432671244018271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/6328432671244018271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/10/answer-is.html' title='The answer is'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eVsEXMhjaRI/SBTG4NBFX_I/AAAAAAAAAfw/_AFecP_TPl8/s72-c/50004~British-Flag-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-1685726480745535401</id><published>2009-10-08T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:00:01.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Any guesses?</title><content type='html'>Besides people that we've told...can anyone guess why Oliver and I needed to send in these items for passports?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1c9fRWQPI/AAAAAAAABHE/QxQia8WBYtk/s1600-h/100_4965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390066540468388082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1c9fRWQPI/AAAAAAAABHE/QxQia8WBYtk/s320/100_4965.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-1685726480745535401?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/1685726480745535401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=1685726480745535401' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1685726480745535401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/1685726480745535401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/10/any-guesses.html' title='Any guesses?'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1c9fRWQPI/AAAAAAAABHE/QxQia8WBYtk/s72-c/100_4965.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-8346125720441422159</id><published>2009-10-07T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:58:48.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole Lotta Oliver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not necessarily in chronological order&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not necessarily taken by people over the age of 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sp8wyaAIVyI/AAAAAAAABC8/nZPvVq3657w/s1600-h/100_4224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377070122635122466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sp8wyaAIVyI/AAAAAAAABC8/nZPvVq3657w/s320/100_4224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1eXZ3IToI/AAAAAAAABH0/boW1WNYQBhU/s1600-h/100_5018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390068085204471426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1eXZ3IToI/AAAAAAAABH0/boW1WNYQBhU/s320/100_5018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sp8wzZOeb0I/AAAAAAAABDM/JAm2bTd8QhU/s1600-h/100_4383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377070139606724418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sp8wzZOeb0I/AAAAAAAABDM/JAm2bTd8QhU/s320/100_4383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1eWyymIuI/AAAAAAAABHs/ORBaZ6GsMpo/s1600-h/100_4994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390068074716472034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1eWyymIuI/AAAAAAAABHs/ORBaZ6GsMpo/s320/100_4994.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sp8wy6EaYOI/AAAAAAAABDE/xv3PXdEQavI/s1600-h/100_4367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377070131243016418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sp8wy6EaYOI/AAAAAAAABDE/xv3PXdEQavI/s320/100_4367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1eWVo4poI/AAAAAAAABHk/Wz8g-Ad5djU/s1600-h/100_5072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390068066891114114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1eWVo4poI/AAAAAAAABHk/Wz8g-Ad5djU/s320/100_5072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1c81e1qRI/AAAAAAAABG8/T4BJqmvgsIA/s1600-h/100_4950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390066529250683154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1c81e1qRI/AAAAAAAABG8/T4BJqmvgsIA/s320/100_4950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1c7YnuOUI/AAAAAAAABGs/WTE87KOW1_I/s1600-h/100_4892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390066504323447106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1c7YnuOUI/AAAAAAAABGs/WTE87KOW1_I/s320/100_4892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1eU4bA_nI/AAAAAAAABHU/QsUwmiLwW_U/s1600-h/100_5044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390068041868443250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1eU4bA_nI/AAAAAAAABHU/QsUwmiLwW_U/s320/100_5044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1c-CDZJDI/AAAAAAAABHM/2QyLvXe5Brs/s1600-h/100_4971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390066549805098034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1c-CDZJDI/AAAAAAAABHM/2QyLvXe5Brs/s320/100_4971.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1c8CdI3uI/AAAAAAAABG0/zkxx2_cAtwc/s1600-h/100_4960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390066515553345250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1c8CdI3uI/AAAAAAAABG0/zkxx2_cAtwc/s320/100_4960.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sp8w0eP-aGI/AAAAAAAABDc/NANqYMVahUU/s1600-h/100_4628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377070158135060578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sp8w0eP-aGI/AAAAAAAABDc/NANqYMVahUU/s320/100_4628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1eVhi19gI/AAAAAAAABHc/jLIhaxH_TCc/s1600-h/100_5073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390068052907128322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Ss1eVhi19gI/AAAAAAAABHc/jLIhaxH_TCc/s320/100_5073.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-8346125720441422159?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/8346125720441422159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=8346125720441422159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/8346125720441422159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/8346125720441422159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/10/whole-lotta-oliver.html' title='A Whole Lotta Oliver'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sp8wyaAIVyI/AAAAAAAABC8/nZPvVq3657w/s72-c/100_4224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-806766934068154600</id><published>2009-10-06T18:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T23:19:43.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucy, Lucy, Lucy</title><content type='html'>Lucy had a &lt;em&gt;very challenging &lt;/em&gt;couple of days last weekend.  She misbehaved in church, and as a result missed out on privileges that afternoon - no t.v. and no sweets.  After more bad choices - and some time alone, she wound up calling 911.  I am not kidding.  It was not funny then and still isn't to me now.  After I apologized to the dispatcher, I asked Lucy what in the world she was thinking.  She thought her mom and dad were too mean and if we were arrested then she could get new parents.  Oh my. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day (Monday) was great.  The next day (Tuesday) was also great until she walked into Kilian's plastic baseball bat.  Mid-swing.  It has been exactly one week and her eye is only a little bit black/purple/green now.  It is also not funny to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother-in-law pointed out the bright side.  At least the black eye didn't happen first and the 911 call didn't lead to a visit by the police soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I ever blogged about the 2 week period in 2006 when I though Lucy was going to do me in?  At the age of 2 1/2 she managed to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-randomly call 911, causing the sheriff to knock on our door before I even knew she touched the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pull the fire alarm at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Krispy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kreme&lt;/span&gt;.  It was located right by the door at her eye level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-climb up, get kids' vitamins, and somehow open them, causing me to call poison control.  I had to dump out and count the remaining ones in the bottle and wait for the lady on the other end of the line to calculate the maximum amount of iron my kids might have consumed.  Everyone was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.  How about February, 2005 when we took her to the E.R. because she needed stitches in &lt;em&gt;her tongue?  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-806766934068154600?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/806766934068154600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=806766934068154600' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/806766934068154600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/806766934068154600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/10/lucy-lucy-lucy.html' title='Lucy, Lucy, Lucy'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-2299711804877266943</id><published>2009-09-16T22:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T10:32:26.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shallow, but exciting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Growing hair has never been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SrCDbebUC_I/AAAAAAAABGc/jg9L1KMpiCk/s1600-h/000_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381946062755073010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SrCDbebUC_I/AAAAAAAABGc/jg9L1KMpiCk/s320/000_0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Camille's forte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SrCDbPvLI0I/AAAAAAAABGU/u-fr9lyov2Q/s1600-h/100_2293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381946058811843394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SrCDbPvLI0I/AAAAAAAABGU/u-fr9lyov2Q/s320/100_2293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(I've never trimmed her bangs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SrCAZvR-EpI/AAAAAAAABF0/iQ5kGlOd_j4/s1600-h/100_4976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381942734384665234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SrCAZvR-EpI/AAAAAAAABF0/iQ5kGlOd_j4/s320/100_4976.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but we have finally reached the point &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SrCAabBTE3I/AAAAAAAABGE/xMCQgJxwXEo/s1600-h/100_5009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381942746125898610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SrCAabBTE3I/AAAAAAAABGE/xMCQgJxwXEo/s320/100_5009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; where we can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SrCDakQ9-gI/AAAAAAAABGM/VecBPlrmFDI/s1600-h/100_4987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381946047142427138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SrCDakQ9-gI/AAAAAAAABGM/VecBPlrmFDI/s320/100_4987.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do some fun, girlie things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SrCAZMR7jFI/AAAAAAAABFs/xmGx6SR_4tQ/s1600-h/100_4946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381942724989258834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SrCAZMR7jFI/AAAAAAAABFs/xmGx6SR_4tQ/s320/100_4946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so that her hair matches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SrCAaIOVtsI/AAAAAAAABF8/zMsA--f3nBs/s1600-h/100_5062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381942741080323778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SrCAaIOVtsI/AAAAAAAABF8/zMsA--f3nBs/s320/100_5062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;her fun, girlie personality!&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/8654746790936440725-2299711804877266943?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/2299711804877266943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=2299711804877266943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2299711804877266943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2299711804877266943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/09/shallow-but-exciting.html' title='Shallow, but exciting'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SrCDbebUC_I/AAAAAAAABGc/jg9L1KMpiCk/s72-c/000_0010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-2279493172080804824</id><published>2009-09-16T00:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T01:54:42.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I call it art</title><content type='html'>I got lots of things done during the day today (it is after midnight now), but the kitchen was not one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SrCHpTo9mBI/AAAAAAAABGk/TgsG1A9PmMM/s1600-h/100_5076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381950698424211474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SrCHpTo9mBI/AAAAAAAABGk/TgsG1A9PmMM/s320/100_5076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when I went in to tackle it tonight, I noticed how colorful my not-so-rare mountain of dishes was. The pile is no longer, and I only have have an empty, white-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; space on our counter top to look at now. How boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-2279493172080804824?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/2279493172080804824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654746790936440725&amp;postID=2279493172080804824' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2279493172080804824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654746790936440725/posts/default/2279493172080804824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-call-it-art.html' title='I call it art'/><author><name>Lael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892565720713349873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_shawC8Aann8/R2hV3gjPllI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y0Ykm6LyAsU/S220/14220330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/SrCHpTo9mBI/AAAAAAAABGk/TgsG1A9PmMM/s72-c/100_5076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654746790936440725.post-3845243283753008549</id><published>2009-09-15T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T07:00:05.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>After school treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sq8uBXmwRzI/AAAAAAAABE0/x5O_blQK1dc/s1600-h/100_4952_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381570680782341938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sq8uBXmwRzI/AAAAAAAABE0/x5O_blQK1dc/s320/100_4952_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy is so happy to see Oliver after school that she asks to hold him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; before she even asks me "what's for snack?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sq8unqlW--I/AAAAAAAABE8/fXmUl6qv5PU/s1600-h/100_4929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381571338711792610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shawC8Aann8/Sq8unqlW--I/AAAAAAAABE8/fXmUl6qv5PU/s320/100_4929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is just not enough room for those cheeks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654746790936440725-3845243283753008549?l=chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofjamesnia.blogspot.com/feeds/3845243283753008549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' t
