<?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-3181403517310986645</id><updated>2011-12-26T15:37:49.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unstressed Syllables</title><subtitle type='html'>Glimpses from the C&amp;amp;C Jones Family in Austin, Texas</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Clint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251599753960972814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-5667766704762373696</id><published>2011-10-24T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T12:49:41.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The older kids with their Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K9BKC3Ae3QU/TqXBNYp6cXI/AAAAAAAAEQo/58WtahN3aMk/s1600/clint%2B542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K9BKC3Ae3QU/TqXBNYp6cXI/AAAAAAAAEQo/58WtahN3aMk/s400/clint%2B542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667148141816344946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b3HEDWyp7uI/TqXBN1Ev5WI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/A3vJqs5r9Sw/s1600/clint%2B541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b3HEDWyp7uI/TqXBN1Ev5WI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/A3vJqs5r9Sw/s400/clint%2B541.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667148149445092706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...plus, I think these pictures are stinkin' cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-5667766704762373696?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/5667766704762373696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/10/older-kids-with-their-dad.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5667766704762373696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5667766704762373696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/10/older-kids-with-their-dad.html' title='The older kids with their Dad'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K9BKC3Ae3QU/TqXBNYp6cXI/AAAAAAAAEQo/58WtahN3aMk/s72-c/clint%2B542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-2055390142555569719</id><published>2011-10-16T19:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T19:28:09.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MJ's blessing day</title><content type='html'>This is much overdue, but MJ is officially known on the records of the  church.  C gave a beautiful blessing which included a blessing of  protection and to have a smile; needless to say, we are grateful for  both.  She is such a happy baby.  She loves to face out and I believe  she really thinks all people talking in front of her are talking to her.   What a joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MKkGEPqs29o/TpuRlHsTFqI/AAAAAAAAEQI/_13HTshK-k8/s1600/clint%2B555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MKkGEPqs29o/TpuRlHsTFqI/AAAAAAAAEQI/_13HTshK-k8/s400/clint%2B555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664281023254566562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7venhLJtmsU/TpuRk5l0GUI/AAAAAAAAEQA/z6lKyA0ISBw/s1600/clint%2B553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7venhLJtmsU/TpuRk5l0GUI/AAAAAAAAEQA/z6lKyA0ISBw/s400/clint%2B553.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664281019469273410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to Grandma and Grandpa Wouden, Aunt Keryn and the Marble  family for coming in person, and to all of our friends and family who  were thinking of us from afar.&lt;br /&gt;We feel blessed to have such a special little girl in our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L6sdKyRwoS4/TpuRlBt3u5I/AAAAAAAAEQY/h96fyHDFISI/s1600/clint%2B554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L6sdKyRwoS4/TpuRlBt3u5I/AAAAAAAAEQY/h96fyHDFISI/s400/clint%2B554.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664281021650549650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Marlies for the darling dress--it was perfect for the occasion!  And this blanket was given to us from Grandma-great Afton.  We miss you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-2055390142555569719?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/2055390142555569719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/10/mjs-blessing-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2055390142555569719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2055390142555569719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/10/mjs-blessing-day.html' title='MJ&apos;s blessing day'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MKkGEPqs29o/TpuRlHsTFqI/AAAAAAAAEQI/_13HTshK-k8/s72-c/clint%2B555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-398302397557940987</id><published>2011-10-05T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T13:21:11.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greens</title><content type='html'>My mom bought the kiddos coordinating green outfits.  I've been trying  to get a picture of them, and something always goes wrong.  On my  multiple-ith attempt, I managed to get these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DIEoFC6czfA/Toy7vUGVjQI/AAAAAAAAEP4/ijMenAsVgdc/s1600/clint%2B562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DIEoFC6czfA/Toy7vUGVjQI/AAAAAAAAEP4/ijMenAsVgdc/s400/clint%2B562.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660105253221403906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnfoaZNU31w/Toy7KJ6-aoI/AAAAAAAAEPo/GkMShOAF_R0/s1600/clint%2B563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnfoaZNU31w/Toy7KJ6-aoI/AAAAAAAAEPo/GkMShOAF_R0/s400/clint%2B563.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660104614834236034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iSL_TGypXI4/Toy7J16a4NI/AAAAAAAAEPg/x9VFBITNGsk/s1600/clint%2B561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iSL_TGypXI4/Toy7J16a4NI/AAAAAAAAEPg/x9VFBITNGsk/s400/clint%2B561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660104609463197906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JIS07Y5M8kE/Toy7KA8O93I/AAAAAAAAEPw/juSa39uKO2M/s1600/clint%2B560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JIS07Y5M8kE/Toy7KA8O93I/AAAAAAAAEPw/juSa39uKO2M/s400/clint%2B560.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660104612423595890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...aren't they good looking!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-398302397557940987?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/398302397557940987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/10/greens.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/398302397557940987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/398302397557940987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/10/greens.html' title='The Greens'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DIEoFC6czfA/Toy7vUGVjQI/AAAAAAAAEP4/ijMenAsVgdc/s72-c/clint%2B562.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-4058131450504320195</id><published>2011-09-19T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T12:32:53.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma Dee</title><content type='html'>It's always fun when Grandma comes--hurray! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've loved having family come visit the last little while.  These are  delayed pictures, but here are some shots with Grandma Dee Jones and the  kiddos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JMldaF-VSnY/TneYyLZuGSI/AAAAAAAAEPI/4dplSZiOZ2U/s1600/clint%2B525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JMldaF-VSnY/TneYyLZuGSI/AAAAAAAAEPI/4dplSZiOZ2U/s400/clint%2B525.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654155845008496930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_EGlbVwMRak/TneYyKXKy0I/AAAAAAAAEPA/_Gy8VP7t76I/s1600/clint%2B521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_EGlbVwMRak/TneYyKXKy0I/AAAAAAAAEPA/_Gy8VP7t76I/s400/clint%2B521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654155844729359170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oMG1MJk1iCM/TneYyTWzuiI/AAAAAAAAEPQ/SiWLfF4Ck10/s1600/clint%2B524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oMG1MJk1iCM/TneYyTWzuiI/AAAAAAAAEPQ/SiWLfF4Ck10/s400/clint%2B524.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654155847143766562" 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/3181403517310986645-4058131450504320195?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/4058131450504320195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/09/grandma-dee.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/4058131450504320195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/4058131450504320195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/09/grandma-dee.html' title='Grandma Dee'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JMldaF-VSnY/TneYyLZuGSI/AAAAAAAAEPI/4dplSZiOZ2U/s72-c/clint%2B525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-8268890797079778269</id><published>2011-09-09T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T14:17:10.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cow Garden</title><content type='html'>Visiting the cow garden for a family picnic on Friday evening (a few weeks ago).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v93qCTHVSZg/Tmov0WZzf0I/AAAAAAAAEOw/YJE0uu90WII/s1600/clint%2B567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v93qCTHVSZg/Tmov0WZzf0I/AAAAAAAAEOw/YJE0uu90WII/s400/clint%2B567.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650381258903224130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rC9fbfYW2x8/Tmov0VfGRjI/AAAAAAAAEOo/mFGmExG1PPw/s1600/clint%2B568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rC9fbfYW2x8/Tmov0VfGRjI/AAAAAAAAEOo/mFGmExG1PPw/s400/clint%2B568.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650381258656990770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3xj1NTTVJLc/Tmov0CJ0x3I/AAAAAAAAEOg/hOtR45vi3FY/s1600/clint%2B566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3xj1NTTVJLc/Tmov0CJ0x3I/AAAAAAAAEOg/hOtR45vi3FY/s400/clint%2B566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650381253467490162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WC2cwtPYc8M/Tn-aOLlkrxI/AAAAAAAAEPY/-H25NhWF8dI/s1600/clint%2B569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WC2cwtPYc8M/Tn-aOLlkrxI/AAAAAAAAEPY/-H25NhWF8dI/s400/clint%2B569.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656409225419861778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i1bs2QiMxvw/Tmov0v2Q81I/AAAAAAAAEO4/CKFavKauCPg/s1600/clint%2B565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i1bs2QiMxvw/Tmov0v2Q81I/AAAAAAAAEO4/CKFavKauCPg/s400/clint%2B565.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650381265733481298" 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/3181403517310986645-8268890797079778269?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/8268890797079778269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/09/cow-garden.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/8268890797079778269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/8268890797079778269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/09/cow-garden.html' title='Cow Garden'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v93qCTHVSZg/Tmov0WZzf0I/AAAAAAAAEOw/YJE0uu90WII/s72-c/clint%2B567.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-4518852170345366200</id><published>2011-09-08T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T10:14:50.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Status update: MJ</title><content type='html'>MJ is becoming so responsive and interactive.  She's quick to smile, especially at her siblings.  We're so lucky to have her in our family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gJACngERSeo/Tmj33JewF2I/AAAAAAAAEOA/dZHunMfnXKU/s1600/clint%2B557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gJACngERSeo/Tmj33JewF2I/AAAAAAAAEOA/dZHunMfnXKU/s400/clint%2B557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650038259346052962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9v9Jj4UJcjs/Tmj33JdPUrI/AAAAAAAAEN4/eG-NfYDAuJI/s1600/clint%2B550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9v9Jj4UJcjs/Tmj33JdPUrI/AAAAAAAAEN4/eG-NfYDAuJI/s400/clint%2B550.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650038259339711154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PTSsu8DAIu8/Tmj32_U9UnI/AAAAAAAAENw/Um8N5cCR8E0/s1600/clint%2B521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PTSsu8DAIu8/Tmj32_U9UnI/AAAAAAAAENw/Um8N5cCR8E0/s400/clint%2B521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650038256620622450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7OoW6qMNVA/Tmj33S5X0ZI/AAAAAAAAEOI/PSLlPIumVXE/s1600/clint%2B532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7OoW6qMNVA/Tmj33S5X0ZI/AAAAAAAAEOI/PSLlPIumVXE/s400/clint%2B532.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650038261873627538" 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/3181403517310986645-4518852170345366200?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/4518852170345366200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/09/status-update-mj.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/4518852170345366200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/4518852170345366200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/09/status-update-mj.html' title='Status update: MJ'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gJACngERSeo/Tmj33JewF2I/AAAAAAAAEOA/dZHunMfnXKU/s72-c/clint%2B557.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-6902727496924835916</id><published>2011-09-08T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T10:24:53.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure</title><content type='html'>I came across this picture from several years ago (thanks Kyra) and I've  really enjoyed seeing it again.  First of all, it reminds me that I was  once skinny and that gives me hope that I will be again.  Secondly, it  was taken just after when C &amp;amp; I got engaged, and that is a fun time  to remember.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to being grateful for "good times," may they be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n4S4mc2FO_0/Tmj5rIc7rQI/AAAAAAAAEOY/-39JgWfxilI/s1600/Outside%2Barchway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n4S4mc2FO_0/Tmj5rIc7rQI/AAAAAAAAEOY/-39JgWfxilI/s400/Outside%2Barchway.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650040251934813442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and p.s., I think it's interesting that even when we are skinny, we don't feel it.  Maybe if I recognized that I was skinny, fit, beautiful, etc. I would stop needing "perspective experiences" that help me learn by experience that I really was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-6902727496924835916?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/6902727496924835916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/09/treasure.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/6902727496924835916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/6902727496924835916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/09/treasure.html' title='Treasure'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n4S4mc2FO_0/Tmj5rIc7rQI/AAAAAAAAEOY/-39JgWfxilI/s72-c/Outside%2Barchway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-8610287025242297956</id><published>2011-09-02T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T20:22:01.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been thirteen years!</title><content type='html'>Can you believe it's been this long Em?&lt;br /&gt;Thirteen years ago (on September 2, 1998) I entered the MTC to prepare to go to Romania.  What a life-changing event. &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/3181403517310986645-8610287025242297956?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/8610287025242297956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-been-thirteen-years.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/8610287025242297956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/8610287025242297956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-been-thirteen-years.html' title='It&apos;s been thirteen years!'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-8517270095181167400</id><published>2011-07-07T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T12:51:46.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M's growing up!</title><content type='html'>Here's an updated picture from my Sunday photo shoot with MJ.  (Thanks Tania for the bow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2jME8TlogRs/ThYOMQr-ouI/AAAAAAAAENQ/mVzR5oF4x5A/s1600/MJ%2Borange%2Bbow%2B479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2jME8TlogRs/ThYOMQr-ouI/AAAAAAAAENQ/mVzR5oF4x5A/s400/MJ%2Borange%2Bbow%2B479.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626700388246659810" 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/3181403517310986645-8517270095181167400?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/8517270095181167400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/07/ms-growing-up.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/8517270095181167400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/8517270095181167400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/07/ms-growing-up.html' title='M&apos;s growing up!'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2jME8TlogRs/ThYOMQr-ouI/AAAAAAAAENQ/mVzR5oF4x5A/s72-c/MJ%2Borange%2Bbow%2B479.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-7026844980988084967</id><published>2011-07-07T12:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T12:42:31.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July</title><content type='html'>And we made it to the 4th of July.  I even got to sleep in--a huge thank you to M &amp;amp; C!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRiEVHonY3U/ThYL7VEE9dI/AAAAAAAAENA/t8ejLibvqzg/s1600/4th%2Bfamily%2B491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRiEVHonY3U/ThYL7VEE9dI/AAAAAAAAENA/t8ejLibvqzg/s400/4th%2Bfamily%2B491.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626697898340447698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed the morning as a family, which did include mowing the lawn :)   Not very patriotic, but I'm grateful for a husband who will work on  his holiday to make sure the kids will have a place to play outside!&lt;br /&gt;After  lunch and Mario Kart Kars--see, he did get some fun time as well, we  went to "Aunt Candace's pool" for a J-dog party (Thanks Aunt Nan for  sending the sauce and making this possible!) and swimming.  Wow, the  kids are really progressing in the water.  We contributed a fruit pizza  (featured below) and had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;We closed the day visiting  B&amp;amp;K at their law offices downtown--wow, what a spectacular view of  the river.  And who can refuse Pappas catering--they are definitely a  top hit in my book.  Too bad there were no fireworks, but we enjoyed the  day immensely.  It was filled with some productivity, family  interaction, good friends, great food and fun activities.  I even  managed to snap a few pictures during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_laIqXqRD_M/ThYLkFePqmI/AAAAAAAAEMw/B5TUBRxNNGQ/s1600/4th%2Bfamily%2B489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_laIqXqRD_M/ThYLkFePqmI/AAAAAAAAEMw/B5TUBRxNNGQ/s400/4th%2Bfamily%2B489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626697499018242658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KRpm2FxfuI4/ThYLjmBbK6I/AAAAAAAAEMo/CtB5OL-zAF4/s1600/4th%2Bfamily%2B488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KRpm2FxfuI4/ThYLjmBbK6I/AAAAAAAAEMo/CtB5OL-zAF4/s400/4th%2Bfamily%2B488.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626697490575862690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mIhBc0EXyug/ThYLoYqoffI/AAAAAAAAEM4/6huxksJjlFw/s1600/4th%2Bfamily%2B490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mIhBc0EXyug/ThYLoYqoffI/AAAAAAAAEM4/6huxksJjlFw/s400/4th%2Bfamily%2B490.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626697572889951730" 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/3181403517310986645-7026844980988084967?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/7026844980988084967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-4th-of-july.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/7026844980988084967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/7026844980988084967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRiEVHonY3U/ThYL7VEE9dI/AAAAAAAAENA/t8ejLibvqzg/s72-c/4th%2Bfamily%2B491.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-3661659717124687598</id><published>2011-07-07T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T12:46:32.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QGUCdW64vzo/ThYMyL-ihxI/AAAAAAAAENI/BdazvgBaMeE/s1600/Trulucks%2BChocolate%2BBag%2B476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QGUCdW64vzo/ThYMyL-ihxI/AAAAAAAAENI/BdazvgBaMeE/s400/Trulucks%2BChocolate%2BBag%2B476.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626698840794105618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've just passed 4 years of marriage.  Thanks to Aunt Kristen and Abbey, we were able to go out to our traditional anniversary meal.  Trulucks treated us so well, and the food was, as usual, amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-3661659717124687598?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/3661659717124687598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-4th-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3661659717124687598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3661659717124687598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-4th-anniversary.html' title='Happy 4th Anniversary'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QGUCdW64vzo/ThYMyL-ihxI/AAAAAAAAENI/BdazvgBaMeE/s72-c/Trulucks%2BChocolate%2BBag%2B476.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-1666579366116428802</id><published>2011-07-07T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T12:31:10.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Down from McKinney, TX--welcome Aunt Kristen and Abbey</title><content type='html'>Much love and thanks to Aunt Kristen (my mom's youngest sister) and her  daughter Abbey who came in after Keryn left.  My kids have been so  well-cared for with all of the family that was in town, and that takes a  burden off me.  There are so many more benefits that can't be  mentioned; meals, cleaning, conversation, advice, etc.  We are so  grateful for all of the service rendered to our family, and especially  grateful for family who are willing to "come on down" to Austin for a  stint with the Joneses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-umXdVw_eLJg/ThYJUcinF1I/AAAAAAAAEMY/EqKYe77f-gA/s1600/daniel%2Bchalk%2B483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-umXdVw_eLJg/ThYJUcinF1I/AAAAAAAAEMY/EqKYe77f-gA/s400/daniel%2Bchalk%2B483.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626695031309408082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_uKjgsmWRLk/ThYJVCsqCkI/AAAAAAAAEMg/BhS9KuxK8zo/s1600/Riley%2Bchalk%2B482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_uKjgsmWRLk/ThYJVCsqCkI/AAAAAAAAEMg/BhS9KuxK8zo/s400/Riley%2Bchalk%2B482.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626695041552091714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iPrf6YAmbcU/ThYI-6p7EdI/AAAAAAAAEMI/mVgOt23c4OY/s1600/Abbey%2B481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iPrf6YAmbcU/ThYI-6p7EdI/AAAAAAAAEMI/mVgOt23c4OY/s400/Abbey%2B481.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626694661436019154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fgna_Dyt83A/ThYI-UTP8bI/AAAAAAAAEMA/HmhmY2-stf8/s1600/Abbey%2B480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fgna_Dyt83A/ThYI-UTP8bI/AAAAAAAAEMA/HmhmY2-stf8/s400/Abbey%2B480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626694651140370866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4RblTAPwtZ4/ThYI_TUPd7I/AAAAAAAAEMQ/fnxIjbtpDsw/s1600/Abbey%2B492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4RblTAPwtZ4/ThYI_TUPd7I/AAAAAAAAEMQ/fnxIjbtpDsw/s400/Abbey%2B492.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626694668055967666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love and thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-1666579366116428802?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/1666579366116428802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/07/down-from-mckinney-tx-welcome-aunt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1666579366116428802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1666579366116428802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/07/down-from-mckinney-tx-welcome-aunt.html' title='Down from McKinney, TX--welcome Aunt Kristen and Abbey'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-umXdVw_eLJg/ThYJUcinF1I/AAAAAAAAEMY/EqKYe77f-gA/s72-c/daniel%2Bchalk%2B483.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-3626326057455389734</id><published>2011-07-07T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T12:22:41.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunt Keryn</title><content type='html'>And then came Aunt Keryn.  During her visit, Daniel told her she was his  "special mom."  I'm glad my kids love our siblings, and Keryn did great  things to earn this title.  She was definitely the "fun one" that week,  while I was the "tired one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some picture highlights--thanks Keryn, we love you and miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8-S5D3s8aio/ThYG6PUh7HI/AAAAAAAAELw/xZklpGBlGUQ/s1600/Keryn%2BMJ%2B2%2B478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8-S5D3s8aio/ThYG6PUh7HI/AAAAAAAAELw/xZklpGBlGUQ/s400/Keryn%2BMJ%2B2%2B478.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626692382060833906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-izq6dzrO0t8/ThYG6jXDAdI/AAAAAAAAEL4/X07AtPBankM/s1600/Keryn%2BMJ%2B477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-izq6dzrO0t8/ThYG6jXDAdI/AAAAAAAAEL4/X07AtPBankM/s400/Keryn%2BMJ%2B477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626692387440099794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UTilxLBXs3M/ThYGjM_dDaI/AAAAAAAAELg/12HolYrYdqg/s1600/keryn%2B486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UTilxLBXs3M/ThYGjM_dDaI/AAAAAAAAELg/12HolYrYdqg/s400/keryn%2B486.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626691986298572194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kkc-slBCTWg/ThYGi7TEb2I/AAAAAAAAELY/hx8woXQAPWM/s1600/keryn%2B485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kkc-slBCTWg/ThYGi7TEb2I/AAAAAAAAELY/hx8woXQAPWM/s400/keryn%2B485.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626691981549006690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nTxGYFMMM6M/ThYGj2AWbYI/AAAAAAAAELo/2E03DhHETk4/s1600/keryn%2B493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nTxGYFMMM6M/ThYGj2AWbYI/AAAAAAAAELo/2E03DhHETk4/s400/keryn%2B493.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626691997308185986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UZvr-zBvQBA/ThYGJyM0i6I/AAAAAAAAELQ/h_KGccbUTNg/s1600/keryn%2B484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UZvr-zBvQBA/ThYGJyM0i6I/AAAAAAAAELQ/h_KGccbUTNg/s400/keryn%2B484.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626691549610150818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a reminiscent note, I remember holding Keryn as a baby.  I was so excited I got to rock her and sing to her.  I'm so impressed at the amazing woman she has grown up to become.  I'm so glad you're my sister and am especially grateful you would come out and serve/spend time with our family at this special time of M's birth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-3626326057455389734?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/3626326057455389734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/07/aunt-keryn.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3626326057455389734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3626326057455389734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/07/aunt-keryn.html' title='Aunt Keryn'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8-S5D3s8aio/ThYG6PUh7HI/AAAAAAAAELw/xZklpGBlGUQ/s72-c/Keryn%2BMJ%2B2%2B478.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-511207593979372127</id><published>2011-06-30T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T13:39:22.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim Lessons with Cousin Loyd</title><content type='html'>We had so much fun with "Aunt Loyd," I mean Cousin Loyd--it took the   kids a little while to learn the appropriate family titles :)  He was so   good with the kids and helped clean up the house, etc.  I appreciate   his coming to visit and help out during this time for our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures I was able to get of their trip to the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRUomAb73QQ/TgzennKVWMI/AAAAAAAAEKI/vXhM9MZG1o0/s1600/Loyd%2BVisit%2BJune%2B2011%2B462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRUomAb73QQ/TgzennKVWMI/AAAAAAAAEKI/vXhM9MZG1o0/s400/Loyd%2BVisit%2BJune%2B2011%2B462.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624114806787496130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qaGitdtKqV8/TgzeoBAS3CI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/MtpxnStUvP4/s1600/Loyd%2BVisit%2BJune%2B2011%2B464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qaGitdtKqV8/TgzeoBAS3CI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/MtpxnStUvP4/s400/Loyd%2BVisit%2BJune%2B2011%2B464.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624114813724711970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YCmY4ZpiaYI/TgzeGYoRnSI/AAAAAAAAEJ4/v7Ts9xas-Nw/s1600/Loyd%2BVisit%2BJune%2B2011%2B453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YCmY4ZpiaYI/TgzeGYoRnSI/AAAAAAAAEJ4/v7Ts9xas-Nw/s400/Loyd%2BVisit%2BJune%2B2011%2B453.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624114235950865698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XuGo70AIYyo/TgzeGmxUcoI/AAAAAAAAEKA/DR6QYvC0eNE/s1600/Loyd%2BVisit%2BJune%2B2011%2B454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XuGo70AIYyo/TgzeGmxUcoI/AAAAAAAAEKA/DR6QYvC0eNE/s400/Loyd%2BVisit%2BJune%2B2011%2B454.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624114239746896514" 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/3181403517310986645-511207593979372127?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/511207593979372127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/06/swim-lessons-with-cousin-loyd.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/511207593979372127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/511207593979372127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/06/swim-lessons-with-cousin-loyd.html' title='Swim Lessons with Cousin Loyd'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRUomAb73QQ/TgzennKVWMI/AAAAAAAAEKI/vXhM9MZG1o0/s72-c/Loyd%2BVisit%2BJune%2B2011%2B462.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-3114103593553365139</id><published>2011-06-30T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T13:31:13.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MJ--getting older</title><content type='html'>It's dangerous when you leave me at home with a camera and a beautiful new baby.  Here's a shot that shows how MJ is growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xGta211bGLQ/Tgzc6DQohvI/AAAAAAAAEJw/Lcr_DtnXZiM/s1600/Loyd%2BVisit%2BJune%2B2011%2B443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xGta211bGLQ/Tgzc6DQohvI/AAAAAAAAEJw/Lcr_DtnXZiM/s400/Loyd%2BVisit%2BJune%2B2011%2B443.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624112924544501490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Aunt Maralee for the beautiful dress--I love the neutral colors and pattern.  M looked so cute and relaxed in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-3114103593553365139?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/3114103593553365139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/06/mj-getting-older.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3114103593553365139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3114103593553365139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/06/mj-getting-older.html' title='MJ--getting older'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xGta211bGLQ/Tgzc6DQohvI/AAAAAAAAEJw/Lcr_DtnXZiM/s72-c/Loyd%2BVisit%2BJune%2B2011%2B443.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-9062576948170009021</id><published>2011-06-30T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T13:22:30.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rites of passage and grateful for family</title><content type='html'>I'm especially grateful for Aunt Kristen and her daughter Abbey who are staying with us right now to help out after M's birth.  When I see happy kids who are engaged in all kinds of activities and getting healthy meals, etc., I'm especially thankful for their service and love.  I know I need to heal and recover, but I don't want to do this at the expense of my older children, so having their help is really important to me. &lt;br /&gt;Especially today, I have a new level of gratitude.  Riley, while she was supposed to be down for her nap--so she was in her crib, took off her diaper.  This was just before she had a really big, stinky poo that she proceeded to paint all over her crib, the wall, dresser, etc.  Of course, she waited to do this until I was out numbered with kids :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taking a nap at the time so Kristen found her.  When Kristen put Riley down in the bathroom to clean her up, Riley made a mad dash to my room, and climbed up on my bed.  Kristen was right behind her and told me she was covered in poop.  I brought her to the bathroom and got Riley in the bathtub.  Meanwhile, Kristen tackled her crib.  Before I fully realized what really happened, Kristen had it mostly cleaned up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I feel like less of a mom that I didn't clean up all of the poopy mess, I am very grateful for a loving Aunt who really just jumped in to help as needed.  She is a loving and wise mom of four, all of whom are older than 8, so she's beyond the toddler phase.  Yet, she willingly jumps back a decade to help our family at this time in our lives.  Good family and friends really have the possibility to influence and help each other for good.  Much love to all of our family and friends who, from all over the world, are there to love and support us as we welcomed another precious girl to our family.  Thank you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I have no pictures to include with this post--just imagine a big, stinky mess all over and you've got a good mental image of this one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-9062576948170009021?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/9062576948170009021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/06/rites-of-passage-and-grateful-for.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/9062576948170009021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/9062576948170009021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/06/rites-of-passage-and-grateful-for.html' title='Rites of passage and grateful for family'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-5537531905387984613</id><published>2011-06-18T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T19:28:38.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Addition: MJ</title><content type='html'>We are excited to announce our newest addition to the C&amp;amp;C Jones   Family.  Meijke (pronounced Micah) came to us on June 14th at 10:31 pm.    She was 9 lbs. 13 oz. and 21.5 inches long.  She has super long  fingers  and toes and actually had hair!&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;R were so excited to  hold her  and are adjusting well.  D ran into the hospital room and  said, "Good  job pushing out baby Meijke, Mom."  When we brought her  home, he was  fascinated with her umbilical cord, and can now tell you  about it  himself.  He even remembers what it is called :)  We hope he  also  remembers that he can't "pull it out."&lt;br /&gt;R looked at Baby M  skeptically  at first, but then excitedly said, "Baby Meijke!"  At that  point, she  wanted to hold her right away.  At home, she'll run into our  room in the  morning and look at Baby M in the crib.  She also often  tells me what  is happening, like "Baby Meijke crying."&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of the experience.  We're so enjoying a third baby, and feel blessed to have her in our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are also glad for the many friends and family who are supporting us during this time.  Thank you!!!&lt;br /&gt;We   are fortunate to have Candace back from Costa Rica (as of last night)   and have enjoyed seeing her again.  Also, my cousin Loyd came in from  UT  and has been a tremendous help!  He'll do the dishes, help make sure   dinner is ready, play with the kids and hold baby M.  While I'm  missing  my Mom, I'm so grateful for Loyd being here and his constant  support.   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Clinton's 2nd cousin, Caden, go t baptized down there, and Clinton got  to perform the baptism.  It was a great event, and we enjoyed seeing  family and catching up.&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;R are becoming more aware, and it is great to see them interacting  with others.  Here's a clip Clint captured of the kids playing with  Great Grandpa.  I just love seeing these smiles and hearing these giggles.  Oh the joy that comes from simple pleasures.  Hope you enjoy as much as we do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fdca85edadeadac4" 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://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfdca85edadeadac4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330291057%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D155B062CF133C1393EE0AC97FF701A392477945C.70F852AC95853819053B0E5D8399673C5B6A4186%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfdca85edadeadac4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5fLRuKTPienF2KY093n2AUx6URk&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://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfdca85edadeadac4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330291057%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D155B062CF133C1393EE0AC97FF701A392477945C.70F852AC95853819053B0E5D8399673C5B6A4186%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfdca85edadeadac4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5fLRuKTPienF2KY093n2AUx6URk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-511275674090610975?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/511275674090610975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/06/visiting-great-grandpa-s-in-san-antonio.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/511275674090610975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/511275674090610975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/06/visiting-great-grandpa-s-in-san-antonio.html' title='Visiting Great Grandpa S in San Antonio'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-1043198280145405957</id><published>2011-06-10T08:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T08:14:26.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D&amp;R--the pair</title><content type='html'>I am grateful for kids who play well together and are friends, well,  most of the time :)  If Riley is not following Daniel, it's the other  way around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g4gS01xWDuY/TfI0evlXITI/AAAAAAAAEF4/SnIulu9SJto/s1600/IMG_2477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g4gS01xWDuY/TfI0evlXITI/AAAAAAAAEF4/SnIulu9SJto/s400/IMG_2477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616609388058321202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6-l7_VMn-Wk/TfI0eUHz3cI/AAAAAAAAEFw/9lV95knB1pg/s1600/IMG_2549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6-l7_VMn-Wk/TfI0eUHz3cI/AAAAAAAAEFw/9lV95knB1pg/s400/IMG_2549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616609380686618050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_g8vXoSBJPk/TfI0fX2ixSI/AAAAAAAAEGA/YYPwv9PTHi0/s1600/IMG_2462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_g8vXoSBJPk/TfI0fX2ixSI/AAAAAAAAEGA/YYPwv9PTHi0/s400/IMG_2462.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616609398867805474" 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/3181403517310986645-1043198280145405957?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/1043198280145405957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/06/d-pair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1043198280145405957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1043198280145405957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/06/d-pair.html' title='D&amp;R--the pair'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g4gS01xWDuY/TfI0evlXITI/AAAAAAAAEF4/SnIulu9SJto/s72-c/IMG_2477.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-2461987928788362187</id><published>2011-06-06T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T20:44:12.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Donut Day</title><content type='html'>So, last week, we celebrated National Donut Day with a trip to Dunkin  Donuts.  The kids asked to wear their Easter sunglasses and had a ball.   Donut pickings were slim (they had no cake-donut varieties at all!); it  had been a busy day, but we all found something we liked.&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few shots of the kids all decked out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5Wfo_GX5Yw/Te2ecWvtTqI/AAAAAAAAEFg/nUmMkf7Ka28/s1600/IMG_2610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5Wfo_GX5Yw/Te2ecWvtTqI/AAAAAAAAEFg/nUmMkf7Ka28/s400/IMG_2610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615318520380083874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ucf8OAl1DZg/Te2ecn_U99I/AAAAAAAAEFo/-Rmu3nXxHuI/s1600/IMG_2605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ucf8OAl1DZg/Te2ecn_U99I/AAAAAAAAEFo/-Rmu3nXxHuI/s400/IMG_2605.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615318525009000402" 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/3181403517310986645-2461987928788362187?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/2461987928788362187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/06/national-donut-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2461987928788362187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2461987928788362187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/06/national-donut-day.html' title='National Donut Day'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5Wfo_GX5Yw/Te2ecWvtTqI/AAAAAAAAEFg/nUmMkf7Ka28/s72-c/IMG_2610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-4825188023024622082</id><published>2011-05-31T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T12:26:08.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Girl has a name...</title><content type='html'>I've not been very good at updating this blog, so I'll try to add more and help keep you all in touch with our J-family happenings.  Recently, Daniel turned 3 and enjoyed his "race car birthday party."  Riley is a go-getter, following after her brother, especially since she is now 18 months! &lt;br /&gt;Both kids are enjoying nursery, which is great, and means that both C&amp;amp;C are enjoying their classes as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hands-free church time will not last long as we are expecting another baby girl in a few weeks, June 17th to be exact.  When she will actually make her appearance is yet to be known; however, we're ready at any point.  AND, I'm happy to announce, she has a name--Meijke Jones (this is the Dutch spelling and is pronounced Micah.) &lt;br /&gt;It is a name from Friesland, which is where my Oma is from and is also a derivative of Myriam (and Mary), my cousin in the Netherlands.  Plus, she carries on her mother's legacy to spell her name with an "e" and pronounce her name with an "a." &lt;br /&gt;We're excited for her arrival.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-4825188023024622082?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/4825188023024622082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/05/baby-girl-has-name.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/4825188023024622082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/4825188023024622082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2011/05/baby-girl-has-name.html' title='Baby Girl has a name...'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-8515922690921948880</id><published>2010-10-11T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T21:47:59.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Already a year?</title><content type='html'>Riley is 11 months old; she's walking and starting to talk.  Her first  words were tickle, dog, book, then Mom.  She signs "please."  She is a  happy baby, gets along well with Daniel and is a joy to have in our  family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TLPoYyplodI/AAAAAAAAEEs/I1mX6R8UrPs/s1600/1010+REJ+%26+MBA+Lake+Austin+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TLPoYyplodI/AAAAAAAAEEs/I1mX6R8UrPs/s400/1010+REJ+%26+MBA+Lake+Austin+144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527016680324440530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll be ONE on 10-28-10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-8515922690921948880?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/8515922690921948880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/10/already-year.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/8515922690921948880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/8515922690921948880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/10/already-year.html' title='Already a year?'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TLPoYyplodI/AAAAAAAAEEs/I1mX6R8UrPs/s72-c/1010+REJ+%26+MBA+Lake+Austin+144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-7777450122513787842</id><published>2010-07-29T21:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T21:51:10.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah for Tiana</title><content type='html'>We loved having Tiana out here in A-town for a visit.  We got to visit Grandpa Simmons, hit the outlet malls, see the sights around Austin, visit Clinton at "Daddy's apple work" (as Daniel likes to call it) for lunch--really good food, hang out at home..., and Tiana went Skydiving!   Daniel, Riley and I were there to cheer her on and document the process through pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TFJYT59gCsI/AAAAAAAAEEM/WWOpHwmWm4g/s1600/July+2010+TX+Candylearning+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TFJYT59gCsI/AAAAAAAAEEM/WWOpHwmWm4g/s400/July+2010+TX+Candylearning+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499555193972329154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TFJZ-FroN3I/AAAAAAAAEEU/vd4NWgDEeuA/s1600/July+2010+TX+Skydiving+Tiana+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TFJZ-FroN3I/AAAAAAAAEEU/vd4NWgDEeuA/s400/July+2010+TX+Skydiving+Tiana+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499557018184726386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to enjoy Tiana's adventure or Chaliese's photographic ventures and some really cute pictures of our kiddos, click on the following gallery link: http://cncjones.smugmug.com/Sports/Skydiving-with-Tiana/13117604_zA5Hv#951160494_hYzSz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Tiana for coming.  We are so grateful to have Candace who lives so close, and for all of the family and friends who come to visit us.  Meaningful relationships add so much to our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-7777450122513787842?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/7777450122513787842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/07/yeah-for-tiana.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/7777450122513787842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/7777450122513787842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/07/yeah-for-tiana.html' title='Yeah for Tiana'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TFJYT59gCsI/AAAAAAAAEEM/WWOpHwmWm4g/s72-c/July+2010+TX+Candylearning+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-9601107199448370</id><published>2010-07-27T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T13:03:37.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Candymaking, or rather learning</title><content type='html'>While visiting the Jones extended family in Moses Lake, WA, we had the privilege of going to Legacy Chocolates and learning all about candy making.  Brenda, one of the founders, was phenomenal and taught us how to roll truffles and introduced us to licorice (anise) caramels--really yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TFGXFJK4hzI/AAAAAAAAED0/JcvxHOl0NAo/s1600/Legacy+Chocolates+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TFGXFJK4hzI/AAAAAAAAED0/JcvxHOl0NAo/s400/Legacy+Chocolates+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499342734612793138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TFR_yjAOO1I/AAAAAAAAEEc/wihxQ1hr9Qk/s1600/0610+WA+Candymaking+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TFR_yjAOO1I/AAAAAAAAEEc/wihxQ1hr9Qk/s400/0610+WA+Candymaking+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500161551292578642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Tiana came to visit us in TX, we put our new found knowledge to work and tried some candy making on our own.  While we're not ready to start our own business yet, we did feel good about our candy and had a great time trying new combinations.  We made vanilla, mint, key lime and peanut butter fondant-filled truffles (not the same fondant as used on wedding cakes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TFGXFvPgecI/AAAAAAAAED8/51c5rHW86vc/s1600/July+2010+TX+Candylearning+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TFGXFvPgecI/AAAAAAAAED8/51c5rHW86vc/s400/July+2010+TX+Candylearning+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499342744832735682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also made home made caramels, licorice caramels and chocolate-dipped caramel cookies.  I especially like making the swirl on the top for a professional effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TFGXGnsRjnI/AAAAAAAAEEE/qBbsR-Pne9s/s1600/July+2010+TX+Candylearning+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TFGXGnsRjnI/AAAAAAAAEEE/qBbsR-Pne9s/s400/July+2010+TX+Candylearning+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499342759985778290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on this link to enjoy our pictures: &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;http://cncjones.smugmug.com/Hobbies/Candy-Making/13119015_azbgq#951342472_wiyyG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, we had fun, learned a lot, and got some good looking chocolates--at least relative to our previous ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helpful tips:&lt;br /&gt;Get a great candy thermometer--it made a big difference (see picture)&lt;br /&gt;Use a large pan&lt;br /&gt;One recipe makes a lot of candy, and it is more fun to have someone to help you make everything--thanks Tiana and Candace for playing :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-9601107199448370?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/9601107199448370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/07/candymaking-or-rather-learning.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/9601107199448370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/9601107199448370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/07/candymaking-or-rather-learning.html' title='Candymaking, or rather learning'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TFGXFJK4hzI/AAAAAAAAED0/JcvxHOl0NAo/s72-c/Legacy+Chocolates+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-1964175915046285748</id><published>2010-06-30T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T12:41:41.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As of today, it's been three years.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCucu08GsMI/AAAAAAAAEDs/Ua1to7sCoMc/s1600/IMG_7084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCucu08GsMI/AAAAAAAAEDs/Ua1to7sCoMc/s400/IMG_7084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488652899179737282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCucucodd4I/AAAAAAAAEDk/h1gWuBwuk6o/s1600/IMG_7130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCucucodd4I/AAAAAAAAEDk/h1gWuBwuk6o/s400/IMG_7130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488652892654892930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCuctzFg_5I/AAAAAAAAEDc/QTQX4hndJNI/s1600/IMG_7054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCuctzFg_5I/AAAAAAAAEDc/QTQX4hndJNI/s400/IMG_7054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488652881502470034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCuaOhS7svI/AAAAAAAAEDU/QkhBUravMio/s1600/IMGP1003a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCuaOhS7svI/AAAAAAAAEDU/QkhBUravMio/s400/IMGP1003a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488650145127707378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and many more to go.  I love you, honey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-1964175915046285748?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/1964175915046285748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/06/as-of-today-its-been-three-years.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1964175915046285748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1964175915046285748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/06/as-of-today-its-been-three-years.html' title='As of today, it&apos;s been three years.'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCucu08GsMI/AAAAAAAAEDs/Ua1to7sCoMc/s72-c/IMG_7084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-3197190395351196377</id><published>2010-06-23T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T14:29:33.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iPhone Groupies!</title><content type='html'>Our new iPhones (iPhone 4) just arrived today (a day before their release!)  We're working to activate them now.  I don't think I've ever been a groupie before, it's rather fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-3197190395351196377?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/3197190395351196377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/06/iphone-groupies.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3197190395351196377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3197190395351196377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/06/iphone-groupies.html' title='iPhone Groupies!'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-7739398174013876602</id><published>2010-06-21T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T14:40:54.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruits of our labors</title><content type='html'>It's a good feeling to be fruitful, especially if that is yummy fruit  you can eat!  Sun-ripened fruit is so much better than even the best  grocery store.  Wow, did you realize peaches are juicy; I mean drip down  your chin and stain your shirt juicy!&lt;br /&gt;Here's some bragging pictures  from our back yard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCJ-6wDkw5I/AAAAAAAAEDM/f6dcszkoKSU/s1600/DSC02899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCJ-6wDkw5I/AAAAAAAAEDM/f6dcszkoKSU/s400/DSC02899.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486086843888092050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCJ-55Xw_BI/AAAAAAAAEDE/uJGm0CDtHp0/s1600/DSC02923_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCJ-55Xw_BI/AAAAAAAAEDE/uJGm0CDtHp0/s400/DSC02923_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486086829208828946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCJ-5od5RmI/AAAAAAAAEC8/ZzXZwl17MqU/s1600/DSC02927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCJ-5od5RmI/AAAAAAAAEC8/ZzXZwl17MqU/s400/DSC02927.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486086824671135330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCFPe_lrBDI/AAAAAAAAEC0/dqcblY-GQHw/s1600/DSC02925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCFPe_lrBDI/AAAAAAAAEC0/dqcblY-GQHw/s400/DSC02925.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485753214998086706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCFPeXo68cI/AAAAAAAAECs/nWsI3jS9os0/s1600/DSC02913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCFPeXo68cI/AAAAAAAAECs/nWsI3jS9os0/s400/DSC02913.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485753204274295234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCFPd4olIZI/AAAAAAAAECk/iH5KaBAIkgQ/s1600/DSC02909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCFPd4olIZI/AAAAAAAAECk/iH5KaBAIkgQ/s400/DSC02909.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485753195951366546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCFIEfVBMMI/AAAAAAAAECc/takCzuCIsbs/s1600/DSC02907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCFIEfVBMMI/AAAAAAAAECc/takCzuCIsbs/s400/DSC02907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485745063080308930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCFID3FaW_I/AAAAAAAAECU/elqPKPmWqDA/s1600/DSC02902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCFID3FaW_I/AAAAAAAAECU/elqPKPmWqDA/s400/DSC02902.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485745052277431282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCFIDWs9J-I/AAAAAAAAECM/rKyKL8Ebws4/s1600/DSC02900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCFIDWs9J-I/AAAAAAAAECM/rKyKL8Ebws4/s400/DSC02900.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485745043584919522" 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/3181403517310986645-7739398174013876602?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/7739398174013876602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/06/fruits-of-our-labors.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/7739398174013876602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/7739398174013876602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/06/fruits-of-our-labors.html' title='Fruits of our labors'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/TCJ-6wDkw5I/AAAAAAAAEDM/f6dcszkoKSU/s72-c/DSC02899.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-3961296925391205626</id><published>2010-05-15T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T20:00:05.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of the kiddos</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm way behind on posting...however, we did enjoy a wonderful trip to CA--loved seeing family and friends, the weather, the beach, Disneyland, Napa, seeing Iulia and Mikayla and Keryn's harp concert among other exciting excursions.  We're now back in TX and are recovering from fevers, coughs and runny noses.  :) &lt;br /&gt;As a highlight, we had pictures of the kids taken before we left.  Here's the link: &lt;a href="http://bryceolsen.instaproofs.com/" target="_blank"&gt;bryceolsen.instaproofs.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryce Olsen, one of our photographer friends, did such a wonderful job.  Let us know which ones you enjoy.  The password is Forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-3961296925391205626?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/3961296925391205626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/05/pictures-of-kiddos.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3961296925391205626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3961296925391205626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/05/pictures-of-kiddos.html' title='Pictures of the kiddos'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-3933061599399724190</id><published>2010-05-07T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T13:07:50.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepovers!</title><content type='html'>Clint and I stayed up talking last night.  While we're both sleepy today, we both admit that every once in a while, it's good to have a sleepover with your spouse.  Thanks hon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-3933061599399724190?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/3933061599399724190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/05/sleepovers.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3933061599399724190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3933061599399724190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/05/sleepovers.html' title='Sleepovers!'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-5916677422854127515</id><published>2010-04-13T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T10:54:29.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look who's sitting up...</title><content type='html'>and blowing raspberries (drool will end up all over her face. :)  I'll  go in to see her and she'll look up at me with a HUGE smile on her face  as if to say, "I figured it out Mom."&lt;br /&gt;We cheer and smile back.  She  really does live up to the name her cousins coined, "Smiley Riley."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S8TCnJZKymI/AAAAAAAADqY/fTsR6O0TLfc/s1600/DSC01185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S8TCnJZKymI/AAAAAAAADqY/fTsR6O0TLfc/s400/DSC01185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459702626072054370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, she is starting to eat a serving of rice cereal each day for lunch.  Tongue thrust be gone; she was out all night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel is learning to jump.  Today, he got the multi-colored jump rope that the Easter Bunny gave him and laid it on the floor.  He handed me one end and said, "Here Mom, I jump."  Then he galloped over it a few times.  I showed him how to jump with both feet leaving the floor (something I thought I'd never do again :) and he tried it as well.  He actually did it a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;Way to go Daniel!&lt;br /&gt;He also went outside and played with the dogs in the back yard.  Riley and I watched from inside on the couch.  Daniel would giggle when he was licked by them and led the charge to run across the yard.  It was great to see him lead the pack.  He has an adorable run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all doing well.  The weather has been beautiful and we're spoiled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-5916677422854127515?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/5916677422854127515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/04/look-whos-sitting-up.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5916677422854127515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5916677422854127515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/04/look-whos-sitting-up.html' title='Look who&apos;s sitting up...'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S8TCnJZKymI/AAAAAAAADqY/fTsR6O0TLfc/s72-c/DSC01185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-6140409536861428006</id><published>2010-04-09T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T13:12:05.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brenham, Blue Bonnets and Blue Bell</title><content type='html'>We had blue skies, behind gray clouds, but it was perfect picture taking  weather for our trip to Brenham, TX with our playgroup.  The TX  countryside is beautiful, especially this time of year with all of the  wildflowers.  Plus, top that off with some Blue Bell ice cream after a factory tour--a superb  day.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all who came with us, we had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get as many pictures as I wanted because I only had one hand most of the time, but luckily, we had our friend Bryce Olsen there to capture some good ones for us.  More to come on those.   Until then, here's some that I captured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S7-HlyoV5EI/AAAAAAAADp8/sC0kzxD_T5c/s1600/DSC01150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S7-HlyoV5EI/AAAAAAAADp8/sC0kzxD_T5c/s400/DSC01150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458230356712219714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S7-E_Ht54FI/AAAAAAAADpk/YnGb1fdIHAQ/s1600/DSC01101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S7-E_Ht54FI/AAAAAAAADpk/YnGb1fdIHAQ/s400/DSC01101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458227493334540370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S7-HlXstvqI/AAAAAAAADp0/Q_Z7Gbg1Y90/s1600/DSC01119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S7-HlXstvqI/AAAAAAAADp0/Q_Z7Gbg1Y90/s400/DSC01119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458230349482802850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S7-E_rGI8JI/AAAAAAAADps/YSzKgbgh4f0/s1600/DSC01109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S7-E_rGI8JI/AAAAAAAADps/YSzKgbgh4f0/s400/DSC01109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458227502831431826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S7-KAyfCITI/AAAAAAAADqM/WzqeAUko5B0/s1600/Maddie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S7-KAyfCITI/AAAAAAAADqM/WzqeAUko5B0/s400/Maddie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458233019552899378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S7-E_Ht54FI/AAAAAAAADpk/YnGb1fdIHAQ/s1600/DSC01101.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-6140409536861428006?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/6140409536861428006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/04/brenham-blue-bonnets-and-blue-bell.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/6140409536861428006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/6140409536861428006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/04/brenham-blue-bonnets-and-blue-bell.html' title='Brenham, Blue Bonnets and Blue Bell'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S7-HlyoV5EI/AAAAAAAADp8/sC0kzxD_T5c/s72-c/DSC01150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-2452339632048090346</id><published>2010-04-05T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T10:58:55.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>We had a great Easter Conference weekend and enjoyed having Grandma and  Grandpa Wouden in town to share the festivities.  Highlights:&lt;br /&gt;Daniel  is great at finding and opening the eggs.  He hasn't quite figured out  how to open them without dropping all of the candy.&lt;br /&gt;We have two doves  that live in our tree in the front yard.  It's mating time for them.&lt;br /&gt;Riley  is sitting up on her own and loved chewing on starburst wrappers.&lt;br /&gt;Our  blue bells are out in our yard--it's a lovely TX symbol and sign of  spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S7okJSOT7YI/AAAAAAAADpE/nNkrkbL46Sk/s1600/DSC00847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S7okJSOT7YI/AAAAAAAADpE/nNkrkbL46Sk/s400/DSC00847.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456713640442064258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S7okIw2eXwI/AAAAAAAADo8/Lcy5KhQ9IDg/s1600/DSC00844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S7okIw2eXwI/AAAAAAAADo8/Lcy5KhQ9IDg/s400/DSC00844.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456713631483715330" 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/3181403517310986645-2452339632048090346?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/2452339632048090346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2452339632048090346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2452339632048090346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S7okJSOT7YI/AAAAAAAADpE/nNkrkbL46Sk/s72-c/DSC00847.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-6624460648709534465</id><published>2010-03-18T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T11:47:32.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our day of Spring Break--St. Patrick's Day</title><content type='html'>Our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;day&lt;/span&gt; of Spring Break came and went for 2010.  Since Clinton works for Apple 2 days a week and ARL 2 days a week, he had one day of spring break benefit (the day he is usually on-campus for Research Group, etc.)  I guess I shouldn't complain since BYU never had a spring break and I was always working after than, but regardless, we enjoyed our day and took advantage of the beautiful weather to go on a family hike...in green.&lt;br /&gt;We LOVED the Sherpani backpack, and it helped hold Riley beautifully, plus had so much extra room for packing diapers, a blanket and picnic lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Daniel fell asleep in the car ride to the trail, so he was not quite his enthusiastic self when we started, but that soon changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I1x6Ui8KI/AAAAAAAADm8/7UZJPjzO_ig/s1600-h/DSC00324_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I1x6Ui8KI/AAAAAAAADm8/7UZJPjzO_ig/s400/DSC00324_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449977630657015970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley, on the other hand, was in GREAT spirits.  When we stopped to take a picture of her irresistible smile, a couple walked by us with their dog.  They thought we were taking a picture of the sky and scenery, but then they saw Riley.  After their double take, they also stopped to admire her happiness and comment on her blue eyes.  She definitely has a way of stopping people in their tracks and helping them smile--watch out world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I1yf6smQI/AAAAAAAADnE/M-4k4ykNWn0/s1600-h/DSC00334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I1yf6smQI/AAAAAAAADnE/M-4k4ykNWn0/s400/DSC00334.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449977640749144322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We passed the muddy section, and this is one of the first creeks we came to.  Daniel was really hesitant to approach it.  This is him "touching the water," as the obedient son that he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I1y5Ob1CI/AAAAAAAADnM/AsTlJMmftb0/s1600-h/DSC00344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I1y5Ob1CI/AAAAAAAADnM/AsTlJMmftb0/s400/DSC00344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449977647542817826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because he survived that, he was free to "touch the water with two hands," as seen here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I8cfqvsMI/AAAAAAAADos/urBVfXC67Z0/s1600-h/DSC00348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I8cfqvsMI/AAAAAAAADos/urBVfXC67Z0/s400/DSC00348.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449984959306510530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then, our Daniel was intrigued, and we couldn't keep him out.  We moved ahead to the larger creek, and had a blast playing in the water.  It was cold water, but moved enough to keep it clear.  (Thanks to Clinton for actually getting me in a picture. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I8b00BzcI/AAAAAAAADok/7gKd_4pYj6o/s1600-h/DSC00375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I8b00BzcI/AAAAAAAADok/7gKd_4pYj6o/s400/DSC00375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449984947802721730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the highlights had to be the ROCK (he's still talking about it.)  Because the water was so clear, he found a rock and bent over and picked it up.  He loved the splash, which grew over time.  What a fun place this world is; it is so satisfying to watch my kids discover the joys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I7LsE2EmI/AAAAAAAADoU/GoDjvTLu2do/s1600-h/DSC00401_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I7LsE2EmI/AAAAAAAADoU/GoDjvTLu2do/s400/DSC00401_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449983571067802210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I7LH-iTKI/AAAAAAAADoM/fWNCfTZl_Ss/s1600-h/DSC00413_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I7LH-iTKI/AAAAAAAADoM/fWNCfTZl_Ss/s400/DSC00413_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449983561377664162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I7K_8UWiI/AAAAAAAADoE/FdNBBZ3mZD0/s1600-h/DSC00416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I7K_8UWiI/AAAAAAAADoE/FdNBBZ3mZD0/s400/DSC00416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449983559220877858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley had her own perspective of the day, and was a trooper hiking around with us--a good start for later adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I5Yz_VJII/AAAAAAAADn8/pAMqykMhji4/s1600-h/DSC00428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I5Yz_VJII/AAAAAAAADn8/pAMqykMhji4/s400/DSC00428.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449981597507200130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I5YpYHq4I/AAAAAAAADn0/JiPrl4QqRFc/s1600-h/DSC00432_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I5YpYHq4I/AAAAAAAADn0/JiPrl4QqRFc/s400/DSC00432_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449981594658384770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I5X0fov0I/AAAAAAAADns/NDgRlUadmCk/s1600-h/DSC00443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I5X0fov0I/AAAAAAAADns/NDgRlUadmCk/s400/DSC00443.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449981580462833474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on the trail again, we loved experiencing nature--this butterfly met us coming and going on our hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6JzaU4dlGI/AAAAAAAADo0/dnAahCSa7tQ/s1600-h/DSC00350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6JzaU4dlGI/AAAAAAAADo0/dnAahCSa7tQ/s400/DSC00350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450045395191043170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and she's discovered her tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I3g9q2abI/AAAAAAAADnk/KQxnkZpk1Xw/s1600-h/DSC00447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I3g9q2abI/AAAAAAAADnk/KQxnkZpk1Xw/s400/DSC00447.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449979538521352626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is where we ended up.  It is a beautiful spot where kids can swim and families can play.  (If you look closely, you can even see a rope swing that was beckoning to Clinton.)  We all enjoyed lunch and headed back the way we came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I3geGfVJI/AAAAAAAADnc/Uic0gHpBTIU/s1600-h/DSC00454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I3geGfVJI/AAAAAAAADnc/Uic0gHpBTIU/s400/DSC00454.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449979530047345810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I3frFtLTI/AAAAAAAADnU/ljmOp_-6FcM/s1600-h/DSC00460_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I3frFtLTI/AAAAAAAADnU/ljmOp_-6FcM/s400/DSC00460_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449979516353850674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly, we were all tired at the end, but had a great time being there and being together.  Next time, we know we can bring the dogs; they will add a new level of adventure, don't you think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-6624460648709534465?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/6624460648709534465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-day-of-spring-break-st-patricks-day.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/6624460648709534465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/6624460648709534465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-day-of-spring-break-st-patricks-day.html' title='Our day of Spring Break--St. Patrick&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S6I1x6Ui8KI/AAAAAAAADm8/7UZJPjzO_ig/s72-c/DSC00324_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-2442800263574575861</id><published>2010-02-23T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:39:00.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little girl is growing up.</title><content type='html'>Riley at three months old.  She's so alert and aware of what is going on around her.  We love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S4QtAxIsSHI/AAAAAAAADmw/NDY5dnCS7gM/s1600-h/DSC00243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S4QtAxIsSHI/AAAAAAAADmw/NDY5dnCS7gM/s400/DSC00243.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441523740983445618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S4QtAQS9PAI/AAAAAAAADmo/wawapeOHZ_Q/s1600-h/DSC00145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S4QtAQS9PAI/AAAAAAAADmo/wawapeOHZ_Q/s400/DSC00145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441523732168129538" 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/3181403517310986645-2442800263574575861?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/2442800263574575861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/our-little-girl-is-growing-up.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2442800263574575861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2442800263574575861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/our-little-girl-is-growing-up.html' title='Our little girl is growing up.'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S4QtAxIsSHI/AAAAAAAADmw/NDY5dnCS7gM/s72-c/DSC00243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-8697713566784058137</id><published>2010-02-10T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:26:15.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking on the TX COLD!?!</title><content type='html'>I know we have nothing to Washington, DC right now, or the entire northeast, or WY, or MI, or..., but hey, we're TX and used to living through 100+ degree summers and 50 degree winters.  With that said, I braved the snow--yes, a snowy sleet was actually falling from the sky in Austin, TX--to go to playgroup at the Austin Arboreteum today, just next to Barnes &amp;amp; Nobles--they have a great cow statue garden.  Daniel had a great time playing with Tori and Lizzy Cluff and Riley, although the youngest (but not by much thanks to Ishaan Agarwaal :) stayed bundled up in her stroller (Thanks Danielle for the warm suit--just in time!).  She peeked out whenever she could.&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I'd share the experience with you so you knew I was raising my kiddos right--able to enjoy colder weather.  Here's to growing up/living in Missouri, Michigan, South Dakota, Indiana, Utah, Romania/Moldova and New York.  Just look at Daniel's smile--we had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3MkL-lFWII/AAAAAAAADlw/_mOVLQma9JQ/s1600-h/IMG_1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3MkL-lFWII/AAAAAAAADlw/_mOVLQma9JQ/s400/IMG_1019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436728963362019458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3MkNOErNFI/AAAAAAAADmA/oBRog_J4hUE/s1600-h/IMG_1028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3MkNOErNFI/AAAAAAAADmA/oBRog_J4hUE/s400/IMG_1028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436728984700925010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3MkMudO2gI/AAAAAAAADl4/Gs6VQqF0XXA/s1600-h/IMG_1032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3MkMudO2gI/AAAAAAAADl4/Gs6VQqF0XXA/s400/IMG_1032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436728976213989890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nap time, I think we'll enjoy some hot chocolate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-8697713566784058137?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/8697713566784058137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/taking-on-tx-cold.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/8697713566784058137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/8697713566784058137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/taking-on-tx-cold.html' title='Taking on the TX COLD!?!'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3MkL-lFWII/AAAAAAAADlw/_mOVLQma9JQ/s72-c/IMG_1019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-305864243895902064</id><published>2010-02-10T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:05:18.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who do I look like now???</title><content type='html'>I can't remember if I posted these before or not, so I'll post it again.  Who does Daniel look more like, Mommy or Daddy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3Ml_oKfhaI/AAAAAAAADmg/I9ns1rHl1uE/s1600-h/IMG_0931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3Ml_oKfhaI/AAAAAAAADmg/I9ns1rHl1uE/s400/IMG_0931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436730950209734050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3Ml_HerdOI/AAAAAAAADmY/jWAYaM-dfTA/s1600-h/IMG_0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3Ml_HerdOI/AAAAAAAADmY/jWAYaM-dfTA/s400/IMG_0932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436730941436032226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3Ml-8zMcAI/AAAAAAAADmQ/FBGd483DYL4/s1600-h/IMG_0934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3Ml-8zMcAI/AAAAAAAADmQ/FBGd483DYL4/s400/IMG_0934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436730938569289730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3Ml-UKa-MI/AAAAAAAADmI/oyCvwfm9hWM/s1600-h/IMG_0935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3Ml-UKa-MI/AAAAAAAADmI/oyCvwfm9hWM/s400/IMG_0935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436730927660857538" 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/3181403517310986645-305864243895902064?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/305864243895902064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/who-do-i-look-like-now.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/305864243895902064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/305864243895902064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/who-do-i-look-like-now.html' title='Who do I look like now???'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3Ml_oKfhaI/AAAAAAAADmg/I9ns1rHl1uE/s72-c/IMG_0931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-1105177606032303093</id><published>2010-02-08T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T12:21:03.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day, 2010</title><content type='html'>For Valentine's Day, we made you cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3BvOW84hYI/AAAAAAAADlI/aqAdIB-Zm9U/s1600-h/DSC00120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3BvOW84hYI/AAAAAAAADlI/aqAdIB-Zm9U/s400/DSC00120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435967042705982850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel decorated them and gets all of the credit for creative liberty and Riley oversaw the entire process--nice feet, eh?!? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wish you were here to enjoy them, but know we are thinking about you and sending loves and kisses, and silly faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3Bwq22pQyI/AAAAAAAADlQ/3sE2CX1R-50/s1600-h/DSC00124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3Bwq22pQyI/AAAAAAAADlQ/3sE2CX1R-50/s400/DSC00124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435968631817716514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3Bwrcg2JsI/AAAAAAAADlY/bG2k6K8WftI/s1600-h/DSC00126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3Bwrcg2JsI/AAAAAAAADlY/bG2k6K8WftI/s400/DSC00126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435968641926833858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3ByCYU0GgI/AAAAAAAADlg/c7hRa2_T0zc/s1600-h/DSC00127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3ByCYU0GgI/AAAAAAAADlg/c7hRa2_T0zc/s400/DSC00127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435970135451245058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3ByC24UYdI/AAAAAAAADlo/cnInHD--Kso/s1600-h/DSC00133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3ByC24UYdI/AAAAAAAADlo/cnInHD--Kso/s400/DSC00133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435970143653224914" 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/3181403517310986645-1105177606032303093?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/1105177606032303093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day-2010.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1105177606032303093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1105177606032303093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day-2010.html' title='Happy Valentines Day, 2010'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S3BvOW84hYI/AAAAAAAADlI/aqAdIB-Zm9U/s72-c/DSC00120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-2708757779109148059</id><published>2010-02-06T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T14:35:00.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clinton turned 31 on Friday, February 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S289fk-9NVI/AAAAAAAADkw/Hwod_x0tgxY/s1600-h/DSC00119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S289fk-9NVI/AAAAAAAADkw/Hwod_x0tgxY/s400/DSC00119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435630887972451666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clinton is now 31 years old!  Here is a picture at his last 15 minutes of being 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a family dinner of lemon clam pasta and tomato salad, we had a celebration with food, folks and fun on Friday night--see chocolate cakes.  Games lasted until 12:30 after which Clinton stayed up to enjoy his new video games.  The man's still got game as he lasted until 4:00 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S28_jFqKy6I/AAAAAAAADk4/YYzCjOnMwg0/s1600-h/DSC00107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S28_jFqKy6I/AAAAAAAADk4/YYzCjOnMwg0/s400/DSC00107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435633147306494882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S28_jl-zHWI/AAAAAAAADlA/0QJGq_pgAlA/s1600-h/DSC00103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S28_jl-zHWI/AAAAAAAADlA/0QJGq_pgAlA/s400/DSC00103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435633155982957922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I love about Clinton...(this is by no means a comprehensive list)&lt;br /&gt;Clinton lives his life with exactness to his beliefs and does not apologize for them.  He is a man with integrity that I never have to question.  He makes family a priority while fulfilling commitments to others (church, school, work).  He works hard to provide for the family and succeeds.&lt;br /&gt;He loves his kids and spends time with them as needed.  He wakes up in the middle of the night to help with the kiddos, changes poopy diapers and gives the kids baths!  Wow!&lt;br /&gt;Clinton has a strong testimony of the restored gospel of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;He knows how to have fun and when we say we're going to do something, we follow through.  He will put something on the schedule to make sure it happens, and follows up immediately.&lt;br /&gt;He is concientious to communicate with me and make sure I am involved in family decisions and discussions.&lt;br /&gt;He is a good friend and enjoys helping others.&lt;br /&gt;He enjoys good food and traveling to unique and remote places.&lt;br /&gt;Clinton accepts me for who I am and does a great job at calming me down when I am angry.&lt;br /&gt;He tells me often that he loves me.  I am lucky to be married to such a great guy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-2708757779109148059?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/2708757779109148059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/clinton-turned-31-on-friday-february-5.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2708757779109148059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2708757779109148059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/clinton-turned-31-on-friday-february-5.html' title='Clinton turned 31 on Friday, February 5'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S289fk-9NVI/AAAAAAAADkw/Hwod_x0tgxY/s72-c/DSC00119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-1266371417762856150</id><published>2010-02-03T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T13:39:30.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outside fun on the TIRE SWING</title><content type='html'>We love the tire swing (thank you Grandma and Grandpa Wouden); Daniel will just giggle and "wheeee" when he is on it, especially with his friends. Here's Daniel and Jakson enjoying the mugginess outside today--oh, winter in TX! We are thrilled that he actually keeps a hat on his head (thank you Grandma and Grandpa Jones)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S2nkLAkBkKI/AAAAAAAADko/KwJ9K7yzSCI/s1600-h/DSC00096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S2nkLAkBkKI/AAAAAAAADko/KwJ9K7yzSCI/s400/DSC00096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434125303180005538" 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/3181403517310986645-1266371417762856150?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/1266371417762856150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/outside-fun-on-tire-swing.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1266371417762856150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1266371417762856150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/outside-fun-on-tire-swing.html' title='Outside fun on the TIRE SWING'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S2nkLAkBkKI/AAAAAAAADko/KwJ9K7yzSCI/s72-c/DSC00096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-4444150378467570535</id><published>2010-02-03T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T13:40:08.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SuperMom</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel like a SUPERMOM because I get so much done.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like a SUPERMOM because I get nothing done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I think the important thing is to feel like a SUPERMOM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-4444150378467570535?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/4444150378467570535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/supermom.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/4444150378467570535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/4444150378467570535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/supermom.html' title='SuperMom'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-1698279822795019742</id><published>2010-02-03T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T13:37:52.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noses</title><content type='html'>While lying on the bed with Riley and Daniel, I wiped Riley's nose.  Daniel then looked at her nose, pointed so his finger was picking Riley's nose and said "Boogers" with a surprised expression.  He then started picking her nose trying to get out the boogers.&lt;br /&gt;When ever I told him not to do that and pushed his hand away from her nose, he started laughing--oh, another made up game.&lt;br /&gt;Then, he starts pointing to all the places he can think of that he's not supposed to touch.  Sitting on Riley's stomach means he pointed to her stomach.  I tapped his hand away and he laughed harder.  Touching the keys, phone, breast pump, computer mouse, etc.  His laugh was so full and loud, I thought he would burst; or Riley did from her expression.  It was a fun game for a rainy afternoon.  And all because he tried to pick his sister's nose.  What a thoughtful brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that ended, he knelt over Riley and shook her hand, saying "hi Riley."&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what that will turn into!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-1698279822795019742?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/1698279822795019742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/noses.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1698279822795019742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1698279822795019742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/noses.html' title='Noses'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-5941451608556728338</id><published>2010-02-02T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T08:17:37.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of these things is just like the other</title><content type='html'>I &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S2hLFlV6HdI/AAAAAAAADkI/m-jfnZW1Au4/s1600-h/DSC09676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S2hLFlV6HdI/AAAAAAAADkI/m-jfnZW1Au4/s400/DSC09676.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433675509717933522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S2hLFE6QqtI/AAAAAAAADkA/MPv7NpXiaOU/s1600-h/DSC09671_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S2hLFE6QqtI/AAAAAAAADkA/MPv7NpXiaOU/s400/DSC09671_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433675501012036306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing at great grandpa Simmon's house, Daniel and cousin Cate both discovered the stairs and had fun going up and down.  Coincidentally, they were both dressed in their brown hoodie suits.  What fun it is to have cousins close in age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, Daniel is figuring out the world, and it is fun to watch him discover and put things together.  We were playing outside yesterday and I positioned myself so a tree was between us and I couldn't see him in my line of sight.  Wanting to copy Mommy, he ran behind the closest tree and poked his head out of one side with the biggest grin and an enthusiastic "Boo!"&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we played that game for the next hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, while I was typing, he was drinking his apple juice while playing on the floor with some toys.  He had found his fishing net and put his cup inside the net.  Then, he discovered that the net was mesh and water came through it, so he was drinking his cup through the mesh!  What a smartie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's helped me cook lately and loves to stir.  He'll get my kitchen stirring spoons and stir whatever--toys, beads, puzzle pieces.  What a wonderful world to figure out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-5941451608556728338?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/5941451608556728338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-of-these-things-is-just-like-other.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5941451608556728338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5941451608556728338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-of-these-things-is-just-like-other.html' title='One of these things is just like the other'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S2hLFlV6HdI/AAAAAAAADkI/m-jfnZW1Au4/s72-c/DSC09676.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-8013149711213141865</id><published>2010-02-02T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:49:57.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Grandparents</title><content type='html'>We were thrilled to have so much family here for Riley's baby blessing in December, including, but not limited to Great Grandpa Kern and Grandma Great Afton who came down from Napa, CA.  It was so much fun to see them hold and smile at little Riley. My camera was being frustrating (meaning, I couldn't figure out how to make it focus better while taking manual picutres--any tips???), but I did manage to get these two pictures of the three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S2hE3PTd_FI/AAAAAAAADjo/7YvHleCcmSw/s1600-h/DSC09719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S2hE3PTd_FI/AAAAAAAADjo/7YvHleCcmSw/s400/DSC09719.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433668666214186066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S2hE2nOJk5I/AAAAAAAADjg/1FPi8MMyX_Q/s1600-h/DSC09718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S2hE2nOJk5I/AAAAAAAADjg/1FPi8MMyX_Q/s400/DSC09718.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433668655454458770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at Christmas time, we got to visit Great Grandpa Simmons in San Antonio.  He is so gentle and loving with our kids.  It's great to see them together and we enjoy visiting him when we get the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S2hIYCX5f4I/AAAAAAAADj4/oM6UlhY8b1E/s1600-h/DSC09654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S2hIYCX5f4I/AAAAAAAADj4/oM6UlhY8b1E/s400/DSC09654.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433672528213671810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S2hIXmtnUhI/AAAAAAAADjw/m60ke_tpCL4/s1600-h/DSC09636_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S2hIXmtnUhI/AAAAAAAADjw/m60ke_tpCL4/s400/DSC09636_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433672520788562450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we just need to get up to Moses Lake so the extended Jones family can meet the kiddos!  We're hoping to go up there to celebrate Great Grandparents Jones' 50th wedding anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are grateful for extended family and their influence in our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-8013149711213141865?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/8013149711213141865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/great-grandparents.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/8013149711213141865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/8013149711213141865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/great-grandparents.html' title='Great Grandparents'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S2hE3PTd_FI/AAAAAAAADjo/7YvHleCcmSw/s72-c/DSC09719.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-4662339685642959665</id><published>2010-02-02T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:14:15.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Tiana and Jason</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S2hBEpLKWMI/AAAAAAAADjY/MxoWdGcQRm4/s1600-h/DSC00090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S2hBEpLKWMI/AAAAAAAADjY/MxoWdGcQRm4/s400/DSC00090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433664498450454722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this a darling outfit?  I just imagine Riley is so comfortable when she wears it!  Plus, she is so cute in it.  &lt;br /&gt;It makes me want to wear leggings, but then I remember how I look in them and stick to other, more flattering clothes.  Here's to being a baby and looking cute in so many styles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-4662339685642959665?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/4662339685642959665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/thanks-tiana-and-jason.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/4662339685642959665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/4662339685642959665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/02/thanks-tiana-and-jason.html' title='Thanks Tiana and Jason'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S2hBEpLKWMI/AAAAAAAADjY/MxoWdGcQRm4/s72-c/DSC00090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-5946184830286700904</id><published>2010-01-29T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T15:47:26.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beans beans, the magical fruit</title><content type='html'>I never gave much credence to beans.  I have them in my food storage, but only recently (when Mom came for Riley's birth) did I learn how to cook with them.  Our preparedness coordinator at church said she saved $60 a month (I think that was the correct amount) by cooking her own beans from dried beans, not from a can.  Wow!  We could use that. &lt;br /&gt;So, thanks to Mom, I learned to cook beans.  I must say, they are not only for hard times.  You can do a lot with beans, and then we also get to eat homemade cornbread and honey butter as well! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Daniel's birth, I learned to grind wheat and make homemade bread. &lt;br /&gt;With Riley's birth, I learned to cook beans. &lt;br /&gt;What's next??? &lt;br /&gt;At this rate, by the time we have our kids, we'll be ready for any emergency.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-5946184830286700904?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/5946184830286700904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/01/beans-beans-magical-fruit.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5946184830286700904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5946184830286700904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/01/beans-beans-magical-fruit.html' title='Beans beans, the magical fruit'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-8004418609746694378</id><published>2010-01-19T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T13:44:45.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Capturing the Moments</title><content type='html'>We're doing well as we prepare to close the first month of 2010!  I've had fun adapting to two kids--it was a wild ride with tears (and not just the kids :) and moments of feeling overwhelmed for a few weeks, but we're doing well now.  It helped to just jump in and even helped when Clinton was in CA and camping for a week.  That forced me to adjust and also helped Daniel know the limits as well. &lt;br /&gt;We have many moments I can't resist pulling out the camera.  Not all are perfect shots, but they spark a memory.  Enjoy our updates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel was in a giddy mood.  He is so expressive and when he smiles his "happy face" smile, you can see all of his dimples.  He is a great older brother and a joy to have in our family.  We are blessed to have such a loving and sensitive spirit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S1duTdjlItI/AAAAAAAADio/SmRxjNYdDhE/s1600-h/DSC09998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S1duTdjlItI/AAAAAAAADio/SmRxjNYdDhE/s400/DSC09998.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428929156448854738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley discovered her hands!  She holds them up over her head and stares at them (see other blog post), but this time got to look down at them--see next picture for her reaction...(by the way, she is a champ at holding up her head!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S1duTIZtc-I/AAAAAAAADig/G1w-LXtReFY/s1600-h/DSC00021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S1duTIZtc-I/AAAAAAAADig/G1w-LXtReFY/s400/DSC00021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428929150770312162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S1duSrEaErI/AAAAAAAADiY/dxQRq00zwiE/s1600-h/DSC00023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S1duSrEaErI/AAAAAAAADiY/dxQRq00zwiE/s400/DSC00023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428929142896333490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the drool begins!  If she's like Daniel, it won't stop for another 18 months, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this expression on Riley.  So peaceful and calm, but clearly happy.  She looks darling in one of my favorite outfits on her (see, I do put her in PINK!) and, her blanket coordinates.  How spunky is that!  Of course, she has now outgrown this and her other 3 months outfits even though she will be 3 months in a week.  I have just pulled out the next set of clothes and she is sporting 6-9 months.  What a gal! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S1YayEh1HDI/AAAAAAAADiQ/Tb1CvWZSDJo/s1600-h/DSC09877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S1YayEh1HDI/AAAAAAAADiQ/Tb1CvWZSDJo/s400/DSC09877.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428555848353127474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll notice that these star-studded frames don't have side bars (thanks to Daniel); however, he learned to balance them on his nose.  you can tell he is concentrating by his mouth expression.  What a learner.  He's talking a lot now and has even repeated all the words of a prayer and scriptures.  Our little boy is growing up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S1YaxgTTCmI/AAAAAAAADiI/gvanr2Kxb0Q/s1600-h/DSC09921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S1YaxgTTCmI/AAAAAAAADiI/gvanr2Kxb0Q/s400/DSC09921.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428555838628498018" 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/3181403517310986645-8004418609746694378?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/8004418609746694378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/01/capturing-moments.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/8004418609746694378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/8004418609746694378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/01/capturing-moments.html' title='Capturing the Moments'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S1duTdjlItI/AAAAAAAADio/SmRxjNYdDhE/s72-c/DSC09998.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-2171807236566377674</id><published>2010-01-09T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T14:21:25.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>C&amp;C Jones Family Picture 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S0j92pzrKoI/AAAAAAAADhA/LQ-mxA3d7HQ/s1600-h/122209+jones+family+pics+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S0j92pzrKoI/AAAAAAAADhA/LQ-mxA3d7HQ/s400/122209+jones+family+pics+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424864866545117826" 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/3181403517310986645-2171807236566377674?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/2171807236566377674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/01/c-jones-family-picture-2009.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2171807236566377674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2171807236566377674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/01/c-jones-family-picture-2009.html' title='C&amp;C Jones Family Picture 2009'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S0j92pzrKoI/AAAAAAAADhA/LQ-mxA3d7HQ/s72-c/122209+jones+family+pics+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-3111913754201744925</id><published>2010-01-09T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T14:20:27.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Additional pictures</title><content type='html'>Here are some other pictures from the extended family photo shoot this christmas (many thanks and photography credit to Robb Costello). We loved having family around in Austin, TX for the holidays. Much love to all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S0kAo7xBfvI/AAAAAAAADiA/8D7cmBRpozs/s1600-h/122209+jones+family+pics+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S0kAo7xBfvI/AAAAAAAADiA/8D7cmBRpozs/s400/122209+jones+family+pics+108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424867929382551282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S0kAVe4RDsI/AAAAAAAADh4/PSWmtKXdca8/s1600-h/122209+jones+family+pics+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S0kAVe4RDsI/AAAAAAAADh4/PSWmtKXdca8/s400/122209+jones+family+pics+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424867595210788546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S0kAVB5s6MI/AAAAAAAADhw/JMrfH27mHPQ/s1600-h/122209+jones+family+pics+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S0kAVB5s6MI/AAAAAAAADhw/JMrfH27mHPQ/s400/122209+jones+family+pics+129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424867587432179906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S0kAU1S7pEI/AAAAAAAADho/B5cvPiyb8W8/s1600-h/122209+jones+family+pics+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S0kAU1S7pEI/AAAAAAAADho/B5cvPiyb8W8/s400/122209+jones+family+pics+121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424867584048342082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S0j_db3mreI/AAAAAAAADhg/YJlhx6AeLv8/s1600-h/122209+jones+family+pics+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S0j_db3mreI/AAAAAAAADhg/YJlhx6AeLv8/s400/122209+jones+family+pics+149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424866632330030562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S0j_c_kidAI/AAAAAAAADhY/fJ4zV5hEThk/s1600-h/122209+jones+family+pics+190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S0j_c_kidAI/AAAAAAAADhY/fJ4zV5hEThk/s400/122209+jones+family+pics+190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424866624733869058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S0j_cl9ZzmI/AAAAAAAADhQ/95emGTjCGIY/s1600-h/122209+jones+family+pics+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S0j_cl9ZzmI/AAAAAAAADhQ/95emGTjCGIY/s400/122209+jones+family+pics+173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424866617858838114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S0j_cYN_yPI/AAAAAAAADhI/D94YCSOYfGQ/s1600-h/122209+jones+family+pics+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S0j_cYN_yPI/AAAAAAAADhI/D94YCSOYfGQ/s400/122209+jones+family+pics+109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424866614170339570" 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/3181403517310986645-3111913754201744925?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/3111913754201744925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/01/additional-pictures.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3111913754201744925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3111913754201744925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2010/01/additional-pictures.html' title='Additional pictures'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/S0kAo7xBfvI/AAAAAAAADiA/8D7cmBRpozs/s72-c/122209+jones+family+pics+108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-5732229638690810718</id><published>2009-11-30T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T10:37:11.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riley's First Bath</title><content type='html'>I was excited when Riley's umbilical cord fell off on it's own (a first for our family) because that meant we can begin bath time! I love playing in the water with my kids and seeing how they react to new stimuli. In Riley's case, she screamed almost the entire time (thanks Keryn for catching my typo).  She seems to take her time getting used to this world.&lt;br /&gt;Daniel decided to join in the fun as well...here are some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SxQcsVMhI2I/AAAAAAAADg0/lz_zN22MJA0/s1600/DSC09314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SxQcsVMhI2I/AAAAAAAADg0/lz_zN22MJA0/s400/DSC09314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409980600308278114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SxQcsBRWZ5I/AAAAAAAADgs/PkwAgL-GOH8/s1600/DSC09288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SxQcsBRWZ5I/AAAAAAAADgs/PkwAgL-GOH8/s400/DSC09288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409980594959837074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SxQcrm7GTMI/AAAAAAAADgk/8EnniyJlTZA/s1600/DSC09307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SxQcrm7GTMI/AAAAAAAADgk/8EnniyJlTZA/s400/DSC09307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409980587887185090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SxQcrOiQqlI/AAAAAAAADgc/Bb4Djn0qID8/s1600/DSC09282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SxQcrOiQqlI/AAAAAAAADgc/Bb4Djn0qID8/s400/DSC09282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409980581340555858" 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/3181403517310986645-5732229638690810718?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/5732229638690810718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/11/rileys-first-bath.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5732229638690810718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5732229638690810718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/11/rileys-first-bath.html' title='Riley&apos;s First Bath'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SxQcsVMhI2I/AAAAAAAADg0/lz_zN22MJA0/s72-c/DSC09314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-549769407399634634</id><published>2009-11-19T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T18:52:56.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Needed: friut and vegetables for canning</title><content type='html'>Since coming to Austin, I've wanted to find a good place(s) to buy fruits and vegetables for canning and home storage.  I've been disappointed in the Farmers' Markets in that they are filled with "organic" foods with hiked up prices.  I'm looking for fine-quality foods that I can put in a bottle for eating during winter months or less prosperous times.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried pick your own places, but the prices were more expensive than the grocery store.  Doesn't anybody preserve food anymore? &lt;br /&gt;Please help...any and all suggestions are welcome.  &lt;br /&gt;Where can I find this in the Central TX area?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-549769407399634634?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/549769407399634634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/11/help-needed-friut-and-vegetables-for.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/549769407399634634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/549769407399634634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/11/help-needed-friut-and-vegetables-for.html' title='Help Needed: friut and vegetables for canning'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-3894357393787318307</id><published>2009-11-16T11:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T19:24:29.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Outings</title><content type='html'>Last week, Mom and I went on a walk with the kiddos to the neighborhood pond to feed the ducks--it was a great use for those leftover pancakes of which we needed to dispose. It was a simple outing, but so fulfilling. I really enjoy the fall air (even in the warmer TX weather), and the leaves were starting to turn and fall off the trees.&lt;br /&gt;All the ducks gathered around Daniel and the food, and we finally got a picture with me and the kids (thanks Mom). Riley enjoyed her first stroller ride, at least when she was moving, and I had fun getting pictures of Grandma with Daniel and Riley (ok, I enjoyed taking pictures in general.)&lt;br /&gt;On the way home from the pond, Daniel stopped to play at the playground.  And then we all zonked when we got home.  What a day!&lt;br /&gt;Clint wanted to point out that those white (and black) ducks with the red faces are very ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwITAi7OVXI/AAAAAAAADgU/AMsWOi_ZM9Q/s1600/DSC09199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwITAi7OVXI/AAAAAAAADgU/AMsWOi_ZM9Q/s400/DSC09199.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404903402894153074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwITAboy-SI/AAAAAAAADgM/x1Xh5hAWnr4/s1600/DSC09173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwITAboy-SI/AAAAAAAADgM/x1Xh5hAWnr4/s400/DSC09173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404903400937814306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwIRbaaHwwI/AAAAAAAADgE/T8F4RRKQ8bc/s1600/DSC09147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwIRbaaHwwI/AAAAAAAADgE/T8F4RRKQ8bc/s400/DSC09147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404901665441039106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwIRbL7tjFI/AAAAAAAADf8/kqZ2S1Cmniw/s1600/DSC09154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwIRbL7tjFI/AAAAAAAADf8/kqZ2S1Cmniw/s400/DSC09154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404901661555395666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwIPx2f7IhI/AAAAAAAADf0/2NTWf3hS8ME/s1600/DSC09168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwIPx2f7IhI/AAAAAAAADf0/2NTWf3hS8ME/s400/DSC09168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404899851915436562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwIPxYQfhKI/AAAAAAAADfs/kVMLD2_nbWc/s1600/DSC09214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwIPxYQfhKI/AAAAAAAADfs/kVMLD2_nbWc/s400/DSC09214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404899843797648546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwIPxBjSMzI/AAAAAAAADfk/JOiOjwxFXnQ/s1600/DSC09165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwIPxBjSMzI/AAAAAAAADfk/JOiOjwxFXnQ/s400/DSC09165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404899837702452018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwGn8Ek_2eI/AAAAAAAADfc/WBTJKp08UbE/s1600/DSC09195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwGn8Ek_2eI/AAAAAAAADfc/WBTJKp08UbE/s400/DSC09195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404785678284216802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwGn73FiSZI/AAAAAAAADfU/v9pyXn_wKQA/s1600/DSC09181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwGn73FiSZI/AAAAAAAADfU/v9pyXn_wKQA/s400/DSC09181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404785674662594962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwGn7Q8q_II/AAAAAAAADfM/1VkwIxSIA-U/s1600/DSC09226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwGn7Q8q_II/AAAAAAAADfM/1VkwIxSIA-U/s400/DSC09226.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404785664424868994" 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/3181403517310986645-3894357393787318307?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/3894357393787318307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/11/simple-outings.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3894357393787318307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3894357393787318307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/11/simple-outings.html' title='Simple Outings'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SwITAi7OVXI/AAAAAAAADgU/AMsWOi_ZM9Q/s72-c/DSC09199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-5892612302637487901</id><published>2009-11-12T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T15:46:10.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move over Navels</title><content type='html'>Clinton and Daniel picked our crop of homegrown oranges yesterday evening.  Two whole oranges survived hot drought, bugs, dogs, curious children, and careless Clints mowing the lawn.  We were so excited that these grew in our back yard and had fun eating them right away.  Daniel even bit into the peel--nothing like trying every aspect.  This was the first yield from our tree, which was planted just after we were married.  Even though they were a little dry, we are hopeful for future production!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvycARBMTUI/AAAAAAAADfE/zxFDwN6Z1Cg/s1600-h/DSC09114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvycARBMTUI/AAAAAAAADfE/zxFDwN6Z1Cg/s400/DSC09114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403365181320088898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the record, we have a bag of California Navel oranges in our refrigerator, so we're not quite self-sufficient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-5892612302637487901?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/5892612302637487901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/11/move-over-navels.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5892612302637487901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5892612302637487901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/11/move-over-navels.html' title='Move over Navels'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvycARBMTUI/AAAAAAAADfE/zxFDwN6Z1Cg/s72-c/DSC09114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-357311793072710421</id><published>2009-11-08T15:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T16:15:12.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resemblance</title><content type='html'>I've been wanting to compare pictures of Daniel and Riley...let me know what you think of the family resemblance. The pictures aren't a perfect comparison, but hey, it's been 18 months and you forget what pictures you took :) Here's my best attempt at matching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Bassinet at the hospital (first two are Riley and last one is Daniel):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvdYzmxC79I/AAAAAAAADeM/vxZz-S0XwvI/s1600-h/DSC08546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvdYzmxC79I/AAAAAAAADeM/vxZz-S0XwvI/s400/DSC08546.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401883921657032658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvdYzRYR-6I/AAAAAAAADeE/6BzVk3njqHg/s1600-h/DSC08544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvdYzRYR-6I/AAAAAAAADeE/6BzVk3njqHg/s400/DSC08544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401883915916016546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvdYy0pQRMI/AAAAAAAADd8/1oNR4phvpLs/s1600-h/00663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvdYy0pQRMI/AAAAAAAADd8/1oNR4phvpLs/s400/00663.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401883908202579138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping (Riley then Daniel):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvdafyNgLII/AAAAAAAADec/EDVZRr493zU/s1600-h/DSC08976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvdafyNgLII/AAAAAAAADec/EDVZRr493zU/s400/DSC08976.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401885780155051138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Svdeqsob0VI/AAAAAAAADe8/5WhyIVdX7xk/s1600-h/DSC08954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Svdeqsob0VI/AAAAAAAADe8/5WhyIVdX7xk/s400/DSC08954.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401890365682471250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvdafftdSqI/AAAAAAAADeU/f4Hun0TIMww/s1600-h/00785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvdafftdSqI/AAAAAAAADeU/f4Hun0TIMww/s400/00785.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401885775188806306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bouncy chair (Riley then Daniel):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvdeqShmr1I/AAAAAAAADe0/bFYjgs5Kr5s/s1600-h/CIMG1574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvdeqShmr1I/AAAAAAAADe0/bFYjgs5Kr5s/s400/CIMG1574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401890358674501458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvdbzTPFinI/AAAAAAAADek/jkBDZ7lrP8A/s1600-h/00812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvdbzTPFinI/AAAAAAAADek/jkBDZ7lrP8A/s400/00812.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401887214949206642" 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/3181403517310986645-357311793072710421?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/357311793072710421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/11/resemblance.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/357311793072710421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/357311793072710421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/11/resemblance.html' title='Resemblance'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvdYzmxC79I/AAAAAAAADeM/vxZz-S0XwvI/s72-c/DSC08546.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-7297813838246775665</id><published>2009-11-04T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T14:20:15.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing well</title><content type='html'>"Daniel, what do polar bears say?"&lt;br /&gt;Daniel's response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvH9vdYybTI/AAAAAAAADd0/LzujI73lLO0/s1600-h/DSC08934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvH9vdYybTI/AAAAAAAADd0/LzujI73lLO0/s400/DSC08934.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400376419978210610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're doing well as we all adjust to life with two kids! Of course we are amazingly blessed to have Grandma Wouden here--an extra set of hands really helps us out (especially me during the day :). Daniel is adapting well and takes time to give baby Riley attention. At Riley's doctor's appointment yesterday he kept rocking the car seat and taking her toys. He didn't realize until we walked back into the waiting room, where he had been playing with Grandma, with Riley in our arms that she wasn't in the seat (the car seat cover had been on).&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I found him leaning over the swing smiling at Riley. The picture is grainy because I took it with my iPhone--I didn't want to miss the moment.&lt;br /&gt;He helped me put her socks in the wash today after her projectile poo shot all across the room--that was a fun mess to clean up!!! Serves me right--that never happened to me with Daniel. I guess I can't get off that easy with two kids.&lt;br /&gt;He is a loving boy and very sensitive to the needs of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvH9vEMxl1I/AAAAAAAADds/xBf0APMoRdU/s1600-h/IMG_0908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvH9vEMxl1I/AAAAAAAADds/xBf0APMoRdU/s400/IMG_0908.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400376413216937810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvH9u62aT4I/AAAAAAAADdk/o8wJlvIFjy8/s1600-h/IMG_0920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvH9u62aT4I/AAAAAAAADdk/o8wJlvIFjy8/s400/IMG_0920.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400376410707218306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvH9uk8M2PI/AAAAAAAADdc/QOwx1KlqNiU/s1600-h/IMG_0916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvH9uk8M2PI/AAAAAAAADdc/QOwx1KlqNiU/s400/IMG_0916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400376404825921778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Riley's doctor's appointment, we took a trip to Terra Burger's outdoor playground (across the street from our pediatrician) and had lunch. Daniel enjoyed the slides and swings, and grandma's milkshake. We had a grand adventure with all of us outdoors. This is a great time to live in Austin, TX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvH8qvsGY7I/AAAAAAAADdU/rRDDvSZSxjA/s1600-h/IMG_0913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvH8qvsGY7I/AAAAAAAADdU/rRDDvSZSxjA/s400/IMG_0913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400375239480075186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvH8qXQlfbI/AAAAAAAADdM/yUl6ZCrBy1I/s1600-h/IMG_0910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvH8qXQlfbI/AAAAAAAADdM/yUl6ZCrBy1I/s400/IMG_0910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400375232922222002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvH8qHmQ0WI/AAAAAAAADdE/4p9bVXnFqjc/s1600-h/IMG_0909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvH8qHmQ0WI/AAAAAAAADdE/4p9bVXnFqjc/s400/IMG_0909.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400375228718174562" 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/3181403517310986645-7297813838246775665?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/7297813838246775665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/11/doing-well.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/7297813838246775665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/7297813838246775665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/11/doing-well.html' title='Doing well'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SvH9vdYybTI/AAAAAAAADd0/LzujI73lLO0/s72-c/DSC08934.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-7962934994316863088</id><published>2009-11-02T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T11:53:23.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So many updates...</title><content type='html'>We're back at our house and having a great time with baby Riley. She brings a new energy to our home, and we are loving having Grandma and Grandpa Wouden here to enjoy this special time.&lt;br /&gt;I'll let the pictures do most of the speaking right now because I'm going to go take a nap while Daniel and Riley are both sleeping (isn't that nice of them!) Of course the neighbor's dogs are barking up a storm; however, Pfluger, Zoe and their friend Tomo are all being quiet--we must be doing something right?!? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to post more later with Riley's birth story for those who are interested. Much love from the C&amp;amp;C family in Austin, TX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our welcome sign for Riley Erin Jones, handmade with love by Grandma Wouden and Daniel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Su81j53slBI/AAAAAAAADc8/zg-1aL8IvKM/s1600-h/DSC08702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Su81j53slBI/AAAAAAAADc8/zg-1aL8IvKM/s400/DSC08702.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399593369186636818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley loves the light.  She's being held by Daddy and is just staring out of the window at the morning light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Su81jaGq45I/AAAAAAAADc0/RwRnxEsfuEg/s1600-h/DSC08885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Su81jaGq45I/AAAAAAAADc0/RwRnxEsfuEg/s400/DSC08885.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399593360659506066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Candace and swaddled Riley--notice how long Riley is!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Su8sKqU4mcI/AAAAAAAADcs/rlZleIrPdoE/s1600-h/DSC08562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Su8sKqU4mcI/AAAAAAAADcs/rlZleIrPdoE/s400/DSC08562.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399583039912712642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like Halloween."  Riley got a photo shoot while Daniel and the crew were out trick-or-treating.  We were glad to capture this smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Su8sKJSheCI/AAAAAAAADck/_xXtkB4Ntpo/s1600-h/DSC08815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Su8sKJSheCI/AAAAAAAADck/_xXtkB4Ntpo/s400/DSC08815.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399583031044438050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley being held by Grandpa Wouden--she sticks her tongue out just like Dad.  Look how tiny she looks compared to Grandpa's hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Su8sJ3qoWGI/AAAAAAAADcc/XPn1iJdIi94/s1600-h/DSC08617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Su8sJ3qoWGI/AAAAAAAADcc/XPn1iJdIi94/s400/DSC08617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399583026313713762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put Riley in the boppy, but she got comfortable and posed herself.  We love that face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Su8qB9RhFnI/AAAAAAAADcU/KmaKxpDv9TU/s1600-h/DSC08864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Su8qB9RhFnI/AAAAAAAADcU/KmaKxpDv9TU/s400/DSC08864.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399580691356784242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Grandma Cheryl for the pink Halloween onesie--the bones grow in the dark, and Grandma Dee for the perfectly-matching pink ballet slipper socks.  They are an absolute perfect match.  What a great way to start out--pretty in pink :)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Su8qBTiuDII/AAAAAAAADcM/YHyUWoj8-Wo/s1600-h/DSC08574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Su8qBTiuDII/AAAAAAAADcM/YHyUWoj8-Wo/s400/DSC08574.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399580680154647682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's Riley sporting another darling Halloween onesie--we loved having them to wear, and having Riley out so she could wear them.  Isn't it nice when everything works out.  Riley is long and skinny.  She doesn't and has never fit in any of the 8 newborn outfits I have for her.  Larger clothes fit her length wise, but are wide on her.  Tall and skinny just like her Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Su8qBM57ZdI/AAAAAAAADcE/M38mC93PwLs/s1600-h/DSC08679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Su8qBM57ZdI/AAAAAAAADcE/M38mC93PwLs/s400/DSC08679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399580678372943314" 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/3181403517310986645-7962934994316863088?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/7962934994316863088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-many-updates.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/7962934994316863088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/7962934994316863088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-many-updates.html' title='So many updates...'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Su81j53slBI/AAAAAAAADc8/zg-1aL8IvKM/s72-c/DSC08702.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-3300623124635790568</id><published>2009-10-29T14:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:14:45.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Riley Erin Jones!</title><content type='html'>Riley Erin Jones was born on October 28, 2009. She weighed in at 8 pounds 15 ounces, and was 21.75 inches long. She and her mother are doing very well, and she appears to be very healthy. We're hoping to get out of the hospital by tomorrow morning. I'm sure Chaliese will post more then! In the meantime, here are some pictures for everyone to enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, here are some of my picks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a full-length shot of Riley.  She's long, I think (though what do I know?  Daniel was even a little bit longer!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qm0QbBlSGcE/SuoSmG96C7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/8RwGopyYWFM/s1600-h/DSC08532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qm0QbBlSGcE/SuoSmG96C7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/8RwGopyYWFM/s320/DSC08532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398147549271559090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't think I was quite ready for the family picture, but everyone else looks great.  Humorously enough, despite the fact that our doctor made it for the picture, he was actually in a c-section when we had the baby, so Dr. Edgerton delivered her instead.  And he did a great job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qm0QbBlSGcE/SuoSlvP6pLI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4UVPrmbUjVs/s1600-h/DSC08493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qm0QbBlSGcE/SuoSlvP6pLI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4UVPrmbUjVs/s320/DSC08493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398147542904644786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is with her eyes open.  She has that medicine gel junk they put in the baby's eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qm0QbBlSGcE/SuoQ_hsf-1I/AAAAAAAAAGw/fgz3wpLxu_I/s1600-h/DSC08546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qm0QbBlSGcE/SuoQ_hsf-1I/AAAAAAAAAGw/fgz3wpLxu_I/s320/DSC08546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398145786919779154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had more pictures, but I really don't like this interface; it's been a pain to deal with, so I am now quitting.  Besides, that leaves more pictures for Chaliese to be able to post, anyway.  But at least you get a glimpse!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-3300623124635790568?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/3300623124635790568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/10/riley-erin-jones.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3300623124635790568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3300623124635790568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/10/riley-erin-jones.html' title='Riley Erin Jones!'/><author><name>Clint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251599753960972814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qm0QbBlSGcE/SuoSmG96C7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/8RwGopyYWFM/s72-c/DSC08532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-5354017666204105951</id><published>2009-10-27T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T20:56:46.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, due dates</title><content type='html'>So, on our cute babynamey blog countdown, I just noticed that our baby is "one day old."  Then why do I still have a large protrusion out of the front of me with swollen hands and feet? &lt;br /&gt;Life and expectations are not meant to go together, or that is one of the things we need to learn to overcome. &lt;br /&gt;I have learned not to expect one thing--technology is NOT always correct.  Thanks, but no thanks babynamey, our baby is still in negative numbers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-5354017666204105951?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/5354017666204105951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/10/ah-due-dates.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5354017666204105951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5354017666204105951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/10/ah-due-dates.html' title='Ah, due dates'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-8251167614985331333</id><published>2009-10-27T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T12:56:43.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying the wait with Daniel</title><content type='html'>Clinton snapped these pictures at our Institute class on Friday (last week) just after Daniel had woken up from his nap. He just stood at the back of the room in the same position, the only thing changing was his expression.  I just find these adorable! &lt;br /&gt;And don't you just love the ears on his hoodie!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SudQCOLIlTI/AAAAAAAADb8/CxT87Waohxc/s1600-h/IMG_0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SudQCOLIlTI/AAAAAAAADb8/CxT87Waohxc/s400/IMG_0891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397370677521585458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SudQB7FB6xI/AAAAAAAADb0/Bv2_tGaFZs0/s1600-h/IMG_0890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SudQB7FB6xI/AAAAAAAADb0/Bv2_tGaFZs0/s400/IMG_0890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397370672395709202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SudP1iDPJzI/AAAAAAAADbs/bMKAfZp76cM/s1600-h/IMG_0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SudP1iDPJzI/AAAAAAAADbs/bMKAfZp76cM/s400/IMG_0889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397370459518871346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SudP1bz7PcI/AAAAAAAADbk/CqmTeaJPqsY/s1600-h/IMG_0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SudP1bz7PcI/AAAAAAAADbk/CqmTeaJPqsY/s400/IMG_0888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397370457844039106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SudP1bfsEiI/AAAAAAAADbc/5gIKBwVV6g4/s1600-h/IMG_0884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SudP1bfsEiI/AAAAAAAADbc/5gIKBwVV6g4/s400/IMG_0884.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397370457759158818" 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/3181403517310986645-8251167614985331333?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/8251167614985331333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/10/enjoying-wait-with-daniel.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/8251167614985331333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/8251167614985331333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/10/enjoying-wait-with-daniel.html' title='Enjoying the wait with Daniel'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SudQCOLIlTI/AAAAAAAADb8/CxT87Waohxc/s72-c/IMG_0891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-6011639215597870373</id><published>2009-10-27T08:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T08:46:04.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Made it through the night...</title><content type='html'>I was hoping (expecting) to head to the hospital last night, especially given the semi-consistent slew of contractions throughout the day yesterday, but alas, no. I slept soundly and like a baby (only getting up to go to the bathroom once at 6AM--a record). So, we're still waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, here are some fun updates from the past little while and pictures I hope you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel found Daddy's shoes and put them on.  Now, he just needs to perfect walking in them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SucQJCqFzCI/AAAAAAAADbU/usSjNgpxi6M/s1600-h/DSC08411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SucQJCqFzCI/AAAAAAAADbU/usSjNgpxi6M/s400/DSC08411.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397300425945107490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SucQI-ir1gI/AAAAAAAADbM/fJM4CniV0Lg/s1600-h/DSC08408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SucQI-ir1gI/AAAAAAAADbM/fJM4CniV0Lg/s400/DSC08408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397300424840304130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel loves riding the horsey at the outlet malls.  It's his treat for being so good at the stores. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SucMmM-M6iI/AAAAAAAADbE/18VS6Fg8_8o/s1600-h/IMG_0852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SucMmM-M6iI/AAAAAAAADbE/18VS6Fg8_8o/s400/IMG_0852.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397296528883509794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel is climbing all over the place.  He's getting quite good, although, still needs some help some times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SucMl0pllmI/AAAAAAAADa8/dmQh0elfN-k/s1600-h/IMG_0850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SucMl0pllmI/AAAAAAAADa8/dmQh0elfN-k/s400/IMG_0850.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397296522354595426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethiopian dinner with Nam &amp;amp; Cass--it was a great girls night out before baby comes (if she ever gets here.)  Thanks for being such great friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SucMl1k33HI/AAAAAAAADa0/TJk1XVf6iyo/s1600-h/IMG_0846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SucMl1k33HI/AAAAAAAADa0/TJk1XVf6iyo/s400/IMG_0846.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397296522603256946" 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/3181403517310986645-6011639215597870373?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/6011639215597870373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/10/made-it-through-night.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/6011639215597870373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/6011639215597870373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/10/made-it-through-night.html' title='Made it through the night...'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SucQJCqFzCI/AAAAAAAADbU/usSjNgpxi6M/s72-c/DSC08411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-5956862620855254806</id><published>2009-10-26T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:35:22.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Status...</title><content type='html'>Clint and I had an early appointment with our OB this morning.  As of about 8 am, I was dialated between 3 and 4 and 80% effaced. &lt;br /&gt;Still waiting, but progress feels good.  Doctor says there is a 70% chance of baby coming in the next 48 hours! &lt;br /&gt;...and if not, we have another appointment on Wednesday morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-5956862620855254806?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/5956862620855254806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/10/status.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5956862620855254806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5956862620855254806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/10/status.html' title='Status...'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-5217410043946967151</id><published>2009-10-24T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T20:34:58.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trunk or Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SuO6pnY1iVI/AAAAAAAADaM/Ki8xOhpxMes/s1600-h/DSC08438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SuO6pnY1iVI/AAAAAAAADaM/Ki8xOhpxMes/s400/DSC08438.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396362002630543698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a blast at our ward Trunk or Treat on Friday night (Oct 23). Of course this means that baby Riley has not come yet, but you've got to enjoy the waiting time, right!!!&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures that show our masterpieces. Many thanks to Grandma Dee who inspired the penguin theme with Daniel's costume, and Grandma Cheryl for helping create the Antarctic scape, adult costumes and manning the car ( we passed out flavor ices--in keeping with the theme, of course) so I could go trunk or treating with Daniel. (Mom and I enjoyed hours cutting, gluing, sewing, painting...you know, creating. And, we did it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mostly&lt;/span&gt; with things we already had around the house--ok, and a trip to Hobby Lobby and Salvation Army.)&lt;br /&gt;It was so fun to see all of the ward members dress up and play in the spirit of Halloween. Daniel never said "trick or treat," but he would sign "please" before he got the candy, put the candy in his bucket and then sign "thank you." I was so proud of his good manners. :)&lt;br /&gt;And, of course he enjoyed the chocolate (another sign he knows well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SuPG834opAI/AAAAAAAADas/cQjzgjvf_ws/s1600-h/DSC08439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SuPG834opAI/AAAAAAAADas/cQjzgjvf_ws/s400/DSC08439.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396375527615931394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SuPG8nAYpJI/AAAAAAAADak/bBfDZstqmbQ/s1600-h/DSC08455_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SuPG8nAYpJI/AAAAAAAADak/bBfDZstqmbQ/s400/DSC08455_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396375523085034642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SuPDiv942OI/AAAAAAAADac/hvUmRoY0kTU/s1600-h/DSC08451_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SuPDiv942OI/AAAAAAAADac/hvUmRoY0kTU/s400/DSC08451_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396371780278999266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SuPDiePl_OI/AAAAAAAADaU/nA7uI44PRr4/s1600-h/DSC08447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SuPDiePl_OI/AAAAAAAADaU/nA7uI44PRr4/s400/DSC08447.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396371775521422562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Clinton scored a goal at his soccer game today--he played excellently.  This makes two goals for the season thus far.  They were down players so the team ended up running the entire game.  Every time he would run, people on the sidelines would comment on his long legs and stride and how quickly he would move.  It's definitely one of his strengths.  I'm glad he's enjoying the league; we're enjoying watching him play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, Daniel, Grandma Wouden and I went for a brisk walk--I'm doing all I can to help baby Riley make her appearance.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-5217410043946967151?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/5217410043946967151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/10/trunk-or-treat.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5217410043946967151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5217410043946967151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/10/trunk-or-treat.html' title='Trunk or Treat'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SuO6pnY1iVI/AAAAAAAADaM/Ki8xOhpxMes/s72-c/DSC08438.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-3532787070494140138</id><published>2009-10-21T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T12:07:40.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still waitingswqaz1`</title><content type='html'>I had my 39 week appointment, and we're still waiting.  Riley is still weighing approximately 8 lbs. 7 oz. from the sonogram measurements and I'm still dilated to a 2.5 and 70% effaced.  Dr. said we'd wait to see if labor would trigger itself naturally because she wasn't over 9 lbs. and we'd see if we make it to next Monday.  If we make it to Monday, we'll schedule to be induced.&lt;br /&gt;All signs are pointing to an easier labor than with Daniel.  Encouraging...however, is there really such thing as an easy labor?!?  I feel more prepared for this labor, but am also nervous.  I'm hoping to go au natural for the whole thing, so am hoping it will be shorter than my first :)&lt;br /&gt;I guess only time will tell.  Here's to more waiting, and enjoying Halloween preparations and festivities in the meantime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  If you couldn't tell, Daniel helped with the title typing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-3532787070494140138?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/3532787070494140138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/10/still-waitingswqaz1.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3532787070494140138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3532787070494140138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/10/still-waitingswqaz1.html' title='Still waitingswqaz1`'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-3627639096270925520</id><published>2009-10-16T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T16:41:09.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Blogger</title><content type='html'>I'm thrilled, my sister and her family have joined the blogging world!  This means they will be keeping in tough, so I wanted to celebrate with a special blog in their honor. &lt;br /&gt;Our blog has been a great way to keep in touch with Clint's family and friends, but now Rebecca, Greg and Timothy have joined the circuit, I can get updates from my family as well.  As our college roommate used to say, "Wahoo!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-3627639096270925520?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/3627639096270925520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/10/family-blogger.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3627639096270925520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3627639096270925520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/10/family-blogger.html' title='Family Blogger'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-5212902149539655577</id><published>2009-10-14T10:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T11:02:56.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready...and waiting</title><content type='html'>Well, I have to hang a newly purchased and painted bathroom shelf and then we have finished my "to do" list of projects I wanted to finish before baby Riley comes.  Our book shelves in our room are clear of clutter, the furniture is dusted among other cleaning chores, Riley's ribbon holder is made, receiving blankets are sewn and placed in the newly organized changing table cabinet, baby clothes are organized, etc. &lt;br /&gt;Of course the dishes are a never-ending pursuit, but Clinton and Candace are super troopers helping with that venture :)  Now, we're just waiting.&lt;br /&gt;I've had weekly appointments for the past 3 weeks and have shown progress with the beginning stages of labor.  As of Tuesday morning (38 weeks), I was dialated to a 2.5 and 70% effaced.  We're not running to the hospital (although maybe that would help get things moving faster :), but we are excitedly and anxiously waiting.  And, hoping for our 8 lb 7 oz (estimated by sonogram measurements) baby Riley to make her appearance soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-5212902149539655577?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/5212902149539655577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/10/readyand-waiting.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5212902149539655577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5212902149539655577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/10/readyand-waiting.html' title='Ready...and waiting'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-3144552472250114972</id><published>2009-09-30T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T09:50:33.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Picture</title><content type='html'>Here's what we all look like now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsOLcxLOgzI/AAAAAAAADZ8/rBctbVnbqCw/s1600-h/DSC08362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsOLcxLOgzI/AAAAAAAADZ8/rBctbVnbqCw/s400/DSC08362.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387302905618268978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and Daniel's hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsOLdRbY5II/AAAAAAAADaE/VdjjV9HFNyc/s1600-h/DSC08403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsOLdRbY5II/AAAAAAAADaE/VdjjV9HFNyc/s400/DSC08403.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387302914275992706" 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/3181403517310986645-3144552472250114972?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/3144552472250114972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/09/family-picture.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3144552472250114972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3144552472250114972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/09/family-picture.html' title='Family Picture'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsOLcxLOgzI/AAAAAAAADZ8/rBctbVnbqCw/s72-c/DSC08362.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-4640372294193797923</id><published>2009-09-29T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T09:34:46.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Organizing</title><content type='html'>I've been organizing and sewing, trying to get ready for Baby Girl. It's a great feeling when I get to check things off the list.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all of the tips and tricks; here are some of my favorite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love using Diaper boxes because you always know which are the kids clothes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The age range separation (based on when they wore the outfit) is great--I used a sharpie to adjust the tag size to help me remember. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Separating boys and girls clothes will save work later :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not keeping everything--keep the outfits that were most meaningful or favorites and still in good condition. We definitely wore out most of our onesies :) But saved many shirts and shorts that way. It's much easier to change the bottom layer. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsOIZixernI/AAAAAAAADZ0/mtV-Uj9BLok/s1600-h/DSC08374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsOIZixernI/AAAAAAAADZ0/mtV-Uj9BLok/s400/DSC08374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387299551677689458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also organized our kids toys.  I got containers from the container store (on sale) and have made cloth toy drawstring bags that keep little pieces together.  Each container has a theme: Newborn, Agility and Fine Motor Skills, Little People, Balls and Cars, Trains and Blocks, Puzzles, Bath Toys, Musical and Electronic.  I put the bag with the toy/toy pieces in each labeled container and they are stored under the cribs.  We pull out a container, which Daniel also enjoys climbing on, and play with his pick of those toys.  When finished, we clean-up those toys before getting out some more.  It seems to be a great system so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I welcome any more kids organization tips and tricks.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-4640372294193797923?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/4640372294193797923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/09/organizing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/4640372294193797923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/4640372294193797923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/09/organizing.html' title='Organizing'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsOIZixernI/AAAAAAAADZ0/mtV-Uj9BLok/s72-c/DSC08374.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-4081566322512969228</id><published>2009-09-29T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T08:24:13.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just like daddy</title><content type='html'>So, Clinton was working from home on Apple stuff before heading off to school for research, etc. He was all set up on the kitchen table and working hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsIhd5iCoUI/AAAAAAAADZk/twuEayFE0-k/s1600-h/DSC08337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsIhd5iCoUI/AAAAAAAADZk/twuEayFE0-k/s400/DSC08337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386904901832057154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsIhdObb4hI/AAAAAAAADZc/olHVZvffWi4/s1600-h/DSC08336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsIhdObb4hI/AAAAAAAADZc/olHVZvffWi4/s400/DSC08336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386904890261627410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once he finished, Daniel decided it was his turn.  He climbed up on the chair and knew just what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsIiTS_ZzcI/AAAAAAAADZs/otrgCg85sVA/s1600-h/DSC08332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsIiTS_ZzcI/AAAAAAAADZs/otrgCg85sVA/s400/DSC08332.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386905819199163842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be aware, your kids are watching and learning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-4081566322512969228?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/4081566322512969228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-like-daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/4081566322512969228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/4081566322512969228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-like-daddy.html' title='Just like daddy'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsIhd5iCoUI/AAAAAAAADZk/twuEayFE0-k/s72-c/DSC08337.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-5238923163183985513</id><published>2009-09-28T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T07:56:55.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Soccer Game(s)</title><content type='html'>We have a new outing each week; on Saturday morning, we all go to watch Clinton play Soccer with the community league he just joined. (Thanks Paul Denson for recommending it!) Two friends from the neighborhood and church also play on the Red Devils--Paul Denson and Jeff Rankin. It's a fun outing, and one to which we look forward each weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Daniel sees a ball across the field and gets so excited--he will point and excitedly exclaim "that" over and over again in his highest pitch voice. (He also does the same thing for basketball hoops, trucks and busses.) He's quite adept at throwing, ambidextrously, and now, is having fun kicking the ball. He'll pick up the ball and place it just so in front of his left foot, then, kick! It's great to watch him work it all out.&lt;br /&gt;On the sidelines, when he's not playing with his ball or friend Nathan (Jeff's son), he will squat and watch what is going on around him. And, it is especially darling when Daddy comes off the field, he will go to him and stand by/with him.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, we're enjoying Saturday morning Soccer! Anybody is welcome to come cheer on the Red Devils. They're 1 and 1, winning their last game 5-0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsIf-Ad9fWI/AAAAAAAADZU/P-KbeSnSsfw/s1600-h/DSC08211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsIf-Ad9fWI/AAAAAAAADZU/P-KbeSnSsfw/s400/DSC08211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386903254426549602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsIf9hPza4I/AAAAAAAADZM/WR68a_6g_kU/s1600-h/DSC08220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsIf9hPza4I/AAAAAAAADZM/WR68a_6g_kU/s400/DSC08220.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386903246045670274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsIf8sJEkZI/AAAAAAAADZE/xXVhcVINtew/s1600-h/DSC08236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsIf8sJEkZI/AAAAAAAADZE/xXVhcVINtew/s400/DSC08236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386903231790354834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsD067Lp0fI/AAAAAAAADY8/leaxKPcGA58/s1600-h/DSC08254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsD067Lp0fI/AAAAAAAADY8/leaxKPcGA58/s400/DSC08254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386574447491273202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsD06TxCr9I/AAAAAAAADY0/fC7F__nD1IY/s1600-h/DSC08284_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsD06TxCr9I/AAAAAAAADY0/fC7F__nD1IY/s400/DSC08284_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386574436910673874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsD05sclhXI/AAAAAAAADYs/EmqcHvIy3RQ/s1600-h/DSC08299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsD05sclhXI/AAAAAAAADYs/EmqcHvIy3RQ/s400/DSC08299.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386574426355893618" 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/3181403517310986645-5238923163183985513?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/5238923163183985513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/09/daddys-soccer-games.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5238923163183985513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5238923163183985513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/09/daddys-soccer-games.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Soccer Game(s)'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SsIf-Ad9fWI/AAAAAAAADZU/P-KbeSnSsfw/s72-c/DSC08211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-6528092184412059183</id><published>2009-09-23T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T20:35:19.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the name is...</title><content type='html'>I think we've decided on a name for baby girl Jones: Riley.  It means "courageous," which fits her ever-moving personality and spunkiness.  Now, we just have to decide if we're going to use a middle name or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-6528092184412059183?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/6528092184412059183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-name-is.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/6528092184412059183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/6528092184412059183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-name-is.html' title='And the name is...'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-246614574534896448</id><published>2009-09-18T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T20:40:52.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why we wear shoes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SrRSqooIoyI/AAAAAAAADYM/vvD0j5BuxJ0/s1600-h/DSC08042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SrRSqooIoyI/AAAAAAAADYM/vvD0j5BuxJ0/s400/DSC08042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383018347028325154" 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/3181403517310986645-246614574534896448?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/246614574534896448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-we-wear-shoes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/246614574534896448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/246614574534896448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-we-wear-shoes.html' title='Why we wear shoes...'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SrRSqooIoyI/AAAAAAAADYM/vvD0j5BuxJ0/s72-c/DSC08042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-6167817702996564533</id><published>2009-09-18T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T20:37:37.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>So, we went to celebrate Kinlee Paul's first birthday party at their complex pool. Although we didn't plan to swim due to overcast weather, Daniel had a different idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SrRRjb4yBbI/AAAAAAAADYE/sAfsa3PJwic/s1600-h/DSC08095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SrRRjb4yBbI/AAAAAAAADYE/sAfsa3PJwic/s400/DSC08095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383017123837773234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SrRRi116cEI/AAAAAAAADX8/J4HwIZB14zI/s1600-h/DSC08074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SrRRi116cEI/AAAAAAAADX8/J4HwIZB14zI/s400/DSC08074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383017113625194562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SrRRiAd2BcI/AAAAAAAADX0/0uXaZJdv06Y/s1600-h/DSC08075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SrRRiAd2BcI/AAAAAAAADX0/0uXaZJdv06Y/s400/DSC08075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383017099297162690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SrRRhqapw_I/AAAAAAAADXs/VvPxFNVZaIM/s1600-h/DSC08105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SrRRhqapw_I/AAAAAAAADXs/VvPxFNVZaIM/s400/DSC08105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383017093378196466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SrRRg4OmeRI/AAAAAAAADXk/ZVqmR0aiGQ4/s1600-h/DSC08103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SrRRg4OmeRI/AAAAAAAADXk/ZVqmR0aiGQ4/s400/DSC08103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383017079905876242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad he loves the water, and I'm glad that Clinton loves our son and is willing to be with him while he plays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-6167817702996564533?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/6167817702996564533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/09/swimming.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/6167817702996564533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/6167817702996564533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/09/swimming.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SrRRjb4yBbI/AAAAAAAADYE/sAfsa3PJwic/s72-c/DSC08095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-987907690819364064</id><published>2009-09-08T09:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T10:17:33.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel loves...</title><content type='html'>Talking on the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SqaLVkRnldI/AAAAAAAADWA/dL2ktcPJmbA/s1600-h/IMG_0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SqaLVkRnldI/AAAAAAAADWA/dL2ktcPJmbA/s400/IMG_0781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379140007571723730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing outside (even in this record-breaking summer with the TX heat) ESPECIALLY playing with the dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SqaMUpPr_OI/AAAAAAAADWI/hlUEES4z-wU/s1600-h/DSC07735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SqaMUpPr_OI/AAAAAAAADWI/hlUEES4z-wU/s400/DSC07735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379141091237559522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lounging on "his" pillows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SqaM2pSXX-I/AAAAAAAADWQ/nWe6vBHdGx4/s1600-h/IMG_0739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SqaM2pSXX-I/AAAAAAAADWQ/nWe6vBHdGx4/s400/IMG_0739.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379141675364343778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding on toys, and he's really getting into climbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SqaO7hNnLmI/AAAAAAAADWo/d-CaTa-3o8Q/s1600-h/IMG_0830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SqaO7hNnLmI/AAAAAAAADWo/d-CaTa-3o8Q/s400/IMG_0830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379143958119525986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SqaO7B9JBBI/AAAAAAAADWg/EzZGUEgtTCo/s1600-h/IMG_0825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SqaO7B9JBBI/AAAAAAAADWg/EzZGUEgtTCo/s400/IMG_0825.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379143949728941074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SqaO6tnyTZI/AAAAAAAADWY/1ir98xQ3fgI/s1600-h/IMG_0819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SqaO6tnyTZI/AAAAAAAADWY/1ir98xQ3fgI/s400/IMG_0819.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379143944270663058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning at the computer--MAC, of course.  Clinton is teaching him well, no!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SqaP0gm72yI/AAAAAAAADWw/MCy7vUFU7Lc/s1600-h/IMG_0820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SqaP0gm72yI/AAAAAAAADWw/MCy7vUFU7Lc/s400/IMG_0820.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379144937209846562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High Fives and "Bones"&lt;br /&gt;Exploring in the bathroom--he even sat on the toilet last week.  Oh, and he tells us when he has "poopers in his diaper" by squatting and pointing to his crotch.  :)&lt;br /&gt;Gathering shoes and bringing them to Mommy and Daddy to put on right then!&lt;br /&gt;Eating oreos--he splits them open and eats out all of the cream filling&lt;br /&gt;...and of course, snuggling with Daddy at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SqaRSpFdhfI/AAAAAAAADW4/BwQodj7tiRA/s1600-h/IMG_0836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SqaRSpFdhfI/AAAAAAAADW4/BwQodj7tiRA/s400/IMG_0836.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379146554393069042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Mommy loves her new haircut--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SqaRiRbAXvI/AAAAAAAADXA/2mZhWkd2578/s1600-h/IMG_0827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SqaRiRbAXvI/AAAAAAAADXA/2mZhWkd2578/s400/IMG_0827.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379146822918889202" 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/3181403517310986645-987907690819364064?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/987907690819364064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/09/daniel-loves.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/987907690819364064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/987907690819364064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/09/daniel-loves.html' title='Daniel loves...'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SqaLVkRnldI/AAAAAAAADWA/dL2ktcPJmbA/s72-c/IMG_0781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-6386189700458723067</id><published>2009-08-15T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T07:54:37.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircuts all around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SobLYO-GZFI/AAAAAAAADV4/aLJxGXK0yLY/s1600-h/IMG_0812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SobLYO-GZFI/AAAAAAAADV4/aLJxGXK0yLY/s400/IMG_0812.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370203222881756242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daniel woke up this morning and immediately signed "outside," his new word for the week. Out he went to play with the dogs. He was covered in mud when he was finally done and into the bath he went. Of course with his wet hair, we couldn't resist being ultra productive and giving him a long-needed haircut. Hope you enjoy the results of our team effort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, we got better as we went along at distracting him and enticing him to be still.  Let's hear it for C&amp;amp;C!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SobLXrjTOII/AAAAAAAADVw/P-2Ka7le_4Y/s1600-h/IMG_0810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SobLXrjTOII/AAAAAAAADVw/P-2Ka7le_4Y/s400/IMG_0810.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370203213374109826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SobLXFbJcYI/AAAAAAAADVo/5CKiAl46lAE/s1600-h/IMG_0803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SobLXFbJcYI/AAAAAAAADVo/5CKiAl46lAE/s400/IMG_0803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370203203139367298" 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/3181403517310986645-6386189700458723067?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/6386189700458723067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/08/haircuts-all-around.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/6386189700458723067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/6386189700458723067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/08/haircuts-all-around.html' title='Haircuts all around'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SobLYO-GZFI/AAAAAAAADV4/aLJxGXK0yLY/s72-c/IMG_0812.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-1121168392980100712</id><published>2009-08-14T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T15:24:43.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drink anybody?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoXkANlbPiI/AAAAAAAADVg/4-aRNopD2CM/s1600-h/DSC07874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoXkANlbPiI/AAAAAAAADVg/4-aRNopD2CM/s400/DSC07874.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369948823006952994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoXj_jbJ3iI/AAAAAAAADVY/mj-uUVhCQog/s1600-h/DSC07871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoXj_jbJ3iI/AAAAAAAADVY/mj-uUVhCQog/s400/DSC07871.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369948811689582114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoXj_BCPNbI/AAAAAAAADVQ/j4YZUMoXIa8/s1600-h/DSC07869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoXj_BCPNbI/AAAAAAAADVQ/j4YZUMoXIa8/s400/DSC07869.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369948802458269106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel loves playing with the doggies!  He's learning to take good care of them and make sure they have enough water to keep them hydrated during this incredibly hot summer.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure he'd be happy to share with all of you--any requests?  His specialties are mud and dirty feet water.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-1121168392980100712?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/1121168392980100712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/08/drink-anybody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1121168392980100712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1121168392980100712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/08/drink-anybody.html' title='Drink anybody?'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoXkANlbPiI/AAAAAAAADVg/4-aRNopD2CM/s72-c/DSC07874.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-3167241030398516669</id><published>2009-08-14T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T15:26:57.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel pretty...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoXiHec4QGI/AAAAAAAADVI/E0yN7NSMHLg/s1600-h/DSC07856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoXiHec4QGI/AAAAAAAADVI/E0yN7NSMHLg/s400/DSC07856.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369946748770336866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merideth Calderwood is a miracle worker; I always feel INCREDIBLE when I leave her place.  She gave me a great haircut today that will look good up in my standard pony tail or down!  Nice compromise between long and short hair, no?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-3167241030398516669?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/3167241030398516669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-feel-pretty.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3167241030398516669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3167241030398516669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-feel-pretty.html' title='I feel pretty...'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoXiHec4QGI/AAAAAAAADVI/E0yN7NSMHLg/s72-c/DSC07856.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-2412916722749819065</id><published>2009-08-13T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T12:24:37.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advantages of Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoRoIk6gWEI/AAAAAAAADVA/ksopRpSPF8w/s1600-h/IMG_0795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoRoIk6gWEI/AAAAAAAADVA/ksopRpSPF8w/s400/IMG_0795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369531152289781826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoRoIM_veWI/AAAAAAAADU4/HQ3Fbf0A7J8/s1600-h/IMG_0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoRoIM_veWI/AAAAAAAADU4/HQ3Fbf0A7J8/s400/IMG_0799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369531145869293922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoRoHXIuhQI/AAAAAAAADUw/MNYoBTs-nKM/s1600-h/IMG_0801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoRoHXIuhQI/AAAAAAAADUw/MNYoBTs-nKM/s400/IMG_0801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369531131411465474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel has a friend, Caleb, over today.  It is really cute to see them running around the house together.  One will walk by me holding a toy and the other one following after.  Then, after exploring around the corner, they will re-emerge with the second holding two toys, including the one the first was holding, and the other is toddling.&lt;br /&gt;Caleb just got the pudding boxes out of our pantry, and Daniel came in behind him to sign "cookie, please."  I went and got them both milk and cookies--no playdate is complete with out them, right!  Anyway, Caleb chomps into his oreo immediately, while Daniel opens the oreo and begins to eat the cream filling.  After a few moments, they both come to me again and Caleb is holding his cookie and Daniel's is no where to be found.  I ask Daniel where his cookie is, imagining that it will be ground into the carpet somewhere.  However, I notice, that Caleb is now eating a perfectly cream-less oreo half!  Daniel had given him his other half once he finished the cream.  Caleb, of course, was a very happy recipient, and I had no cookie crumbs to clean up!&lt;br /&gt;What a great outcome for all of us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-2412916722749819065?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/2412916722749819065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/08/advantages-of-friends.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2412916722749819065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2412916722749819065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/08/advantages-of-friends.html' title='Advantages of Friends'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoRoIk6gWEI/AAAAAAAADVA/ksopRpSPF8w/s72-c/IMG_0795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-3425525113621558891</id><published>2009-08-11T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:44:43.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poked, Kicked, Poked again and Attacked</title><content type='html'>It must not be my day!  After tossing and turning all night, I woke up to drink my bottle of sugar for my glucose test today and my 28 week appointment (even though I am 29 weeks :).  I took Daniel to a neighbor's house to play (thanks, Janelle) and took my turn at each mandatory stoplight to make it to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;I waited in the Lab waiting room, and made it in just in time to give my 3 vials of blood (poke #1) and headed to pee in a cup.  With all of the routine stuff out of the way, the nurse rolled in the sonogram machine and we got to see baby.  She is still a she, and is doing very well.  About 5 weeks ago, she was measuring at the 57th percentile--just right at average; however, she is now measuring at the 90th percentile.  My doctor said that she is now on Daniel's growth trajectory, and is on track to be a big baby.  Her head is average, her belly is way above average and her femur is LONG.  It looks like we'll have a tall girl on our hands!  Reassuringly, the doctor told me that the good news is I have a "tried pelvis" and we know I can push out a big baby!  :)&lt;br /&gt;Just as the nurse was starting the sonogram, baby, who is in the head down position, kicked me really hard and hit on the back side of my belly button (which is already stretched out.)&lt;br /&gt;After reassuring her that we were watching her, I got a Rhogam shot (poke #2) and headed out.&lt;br /&gt;After picking up Daniel, we headed to the car to strap him in and my left foot was on fire.  I looked down to see that I had stepped in an anthill.  I sat Daniel Dan in the seat and threw off my shoe to begin my massacre of the insects.  I ended up with a red ankle--have I not had enough today already?!?  It reminds me of "Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day!"   Learning from his experiences, I'm off to take a nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful that baby girl is healthy and growing well.  She's already 3 lbs 10 oz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-3425525113621558891?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/3425525113621558891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/08/poked-kicked-poked-again-and-attacked.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3425525113621558891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3425525113621558891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/08/poked-kicked-poked-again-and-attacked.html' title='Poked, Kicked, Poked again and Attacked'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-1787049781095466760</id><published>2009-08-10T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:21:26.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkeying Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoC4og0nKnI/AAAAAAAADUI/dpH-17_H020/s1600-h/DSC07762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoC4og0nKnI/AAAAAAAADUI/dpH-17_H020/s400/DSC07762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368493761970514546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoC4qPujcwI/AAAAAAAADUo/8gF_C7p-jfY/s1600-h/IMG_0787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoC4qPujcwI/AAAAAAAADUo/8gF_C7p-jfY/s400/IMG_0787.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368493791741440770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoC4pkmJ9DI/AAAAAAAADUg/9qjaVmY8OI4/s1600-h/IMG_0790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoC4pkmJ9DI/AAAAAAAADUg/9qjaVmY8OI4/s400/IMG_0790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368493780163490866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoC4papCRCI/AAAAAAAADUY/vodTnqJGqZA/s1600-h/IMG_0789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoC4papCRCI/AAAAAAAADUY/vodTnqJGqZA/s400/IMG_0789.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368493777491215394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I wanted to share the cutest monkey cake that Candace made me for my 32nd birthday (August 1).  It was a great day, complete with a German Pancake breakfast made by Clinton, after which we all went to paint ceramics (see pictures).  I painted a watermelon bowl, Candace painted a really cool "mother load mug," and Clinton painted a light switch for the kids bathroom.  We finished in time to get a picnic lunch from Whole Foods, and headed downtown to Zilker Park for an outdoor production of The Music Man with some ward members.  It was a great day!&lt;br /&gt;Here's to being 32!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-1787049781095466760?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/1787049781095466760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/08/monkeying-around.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1787049781095466760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1787049781095466760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/08/monkeying-around.html' title='Monkeying Around'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SoC4og0nKnI/AAAAAAAADUI/dpH-17_H020/s72-c/DSC07762.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-6130492425129216290</id><published>2009-08-04T15:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T15:39:35.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snuggling with Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sni4nZXHYFI/AAAAAAAADT4/Ui_Q3VNoDG4/s1600-h/photo-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sni4nZXHYFI/AAAAAAAADT4/Ui_Q3VNoDG4/s400/photo-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366241942974193746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to see my guys together...aren't they cute?!?  Here's a picture I snapped with my iPhone--just couldn't resist their smiles.  Hope you enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-6130492425129216290?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/6130492425129216290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/08/snuggling-with-daddy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/6130492425129216290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/6130492425129216290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/08/snuggling-with-daddy.html' title='Snuggling with Daddy'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sni4nZXHYFI/AAAAAAAADT4/Ui_Q3VNoDG4/s72-c/photo-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-5967819667682345545</id><published>2009-08-04T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T15:35:00.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel is learning to drive...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sni1-EYDsGI/AAAAAAAADTw/YqQfDwJmklY/s1600-h/DSC07746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sni1-EYDsGI/AAAAAAAADTw/YqQfDwJmklY/s400/DSC07746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366239033943109730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sni19q4JNUI/AAAAAAAADTo/lLkVjAh8ifk/s1600-h/DSC07737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sni19q4JNUI/AAAAAAAADTo/lLkVjAh8ifk/s400/DSC07737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366239027098367298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sni19Kqxl1I/AAAAAAAADTg/Wz4oeNouvQw/s1600-h/DSC07735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sni19Kqxl1I/AAAAAAAADTg/Wz4oeNouvQw/s400/DSC07735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366239018452358994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Snix2JlKjbI/AAAAAAAADTY/owrwfMnyQ-k/s1600-h/DSC07726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Snix2JlKjbI/AAAAAAAADTY/owrwfMnyQ-k/s400/DSC07726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366234499854798258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Snix1CQ3TnI/AAAAAAAADTQ/c2osgq_VUmk/s1600-h/DSC07722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Snix1CQ3TnI/AAAAAAAADTQ/c2osgq_VUmk/s400/DSC07722.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366234480710733426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Snix0dYS-VI/AAAAAAAADTI/mO2Refdg8ac/s1600-h/DSC07719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Snix0dYS-VI/AAAAAAAADTI/mO2Refdg8ac/s400/DSC07719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366234470809794898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we got this Big Rig Sandbox and backyard pool off of craigslist.  I tied it to the top of my Rover to get it home, which was quite humorous.  But, we succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;Daniel has enjoyed the pool and is learning to climb all through it.  It's fun to watch him explore, especially with the dogs in the back yard.  He LOVES going back in the yard to play with his two new favorites--his truck and his puppies!  Now, all we need to get is some sand!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-5967819667682345545?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/5967819667682345545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/08/daniel-is-learning-to-drive.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5967819667682345545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5967819667682345545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/08/daniel-is-learning-to-drive.html' title='Daniel is learning to drive...'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sni1-EYDsGI/AAAAAAAADTw/YqQfDwJmklY/s72-c/DSC07746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-3901181670887746476</id><published>2009-07-31T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T10:20:37.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brook's Birthday at Chuck E Cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SnMnzggjm6I/AAAAAAAADS8/BlBUeKzJM8k/s1600-h/DSC07577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 365px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SnMnzggjm6I/AAAAAAAADS8/BlBUeKzJM8k/s400/DSC07577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364675346981690274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SnMm7qv1SSI/AAAAAAAADS0/08FJ4PmEoEA/s1600-h/DSC07689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SnMm7qv1SSI/AAAAAAAADS0/08FJ4PmEoEA/s400/DSC07689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364674387657443618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SnMm7Q5-MwI/AAAAAAAADSs/Q7Xa08Kp46A/s1600-h/DSC07696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SnMm7Q5-MwI/AAAAAAAADSs/Q7Xa08Kp46A/s400/DSC07696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364674380720648962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SnMm6_6h4CI/AAAAAAAADSk/hX_baCgQ4wM/s1600-h/DSC07701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SnMm6_6h4CI/AAAAAAAADSk/hX_baCgQ4wM/s400/DSC07701.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364674376159584290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SnMm6ug9H0I/AAAAAAAADSc/3tA4_4ryEmY/s1600-h/DSC07704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SnMm6ug9H0I/AAAAAAAADSc/3tA4_4ryEmY/s400/DSC07704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364674371488915266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SnMhfvEh9UI/AAAAAAAADSU/m5ODdTmInE4/s1600-h/DSC07705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SnMhfvEh9UI/AAAAAAAADSU/m5ODdTmInE4/s400/DSC07705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364668410223523138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SnMhfDOF7OI/AAAAAAAADSM/cYTMoPaqZAQ/s1600-h/DSC07706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SnMhfDOF7OI/AAAAAAAADSM/cYTMoPaqZAQ/s400/DSC07706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364668398452468962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SnMhe5MTCPI/AAAAAAAADSE/WBNn_VRBkDg/s1600-h/DSC07710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SnMhe5MTCPI/AAAAAAAADSE/WBNn_VRBkDg/s400/DSC07710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364668395760584946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in Birmingham, AL, we got to celebrate Brooks' 4th birthday with him.  We were so glad to be there on this special day, and enjoyed going to the Zoo and Chuck E Cheese, both of which were new FIRSTS for Daniel.  He loved being with his cousins--boy, we wish we lived closer to family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...enjoy the pictures of the "kids" at Chuck E Cheese enjoying the games:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-3901181670887746476?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/3901181670887746476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/07/brooks-birthday-at-chuck-e-cheese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3901181670887746476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3901181670887746476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/07/brooks-birthday-at-chuck-e-cheese.html' title='Brook&apos;s Birthday at Chuck E Cheese'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SnMnzggjm6I/AAAAAAAADS8/BlBUeKzJM8k/s72-c/DSC07577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-7057251394699446665</id><published>2009-07-23T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T08:10:24.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse me, I'm wearing a hat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Smh8vjK2kCI/AAAAAAAADR8/l6XrT9ElZ2c/s1600-h/DSC06453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Smh8vjK2kCI/AAAAAAAADR8/l6XrT9ElZ2c/s400/DSC06453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361672512721031202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Smh8vYy-jZI/AAAAAAAADR0/XL9VoLcRWYk/s1600-h/DSC06439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Smh8vYy-jZI/AAAAAAAADR0/XL9VoLcRWYk/s400/DSC06439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361672509936536978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Smh8u4MWHBI/AAAAAAAADRs/K-F9UC-erVE/s1600-h/DSC06438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Smh8u4MWHBI/AAAAAAAADRs/K-F9UC-erVE/s400/DSC06438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361672501184568338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Smh8utvn5RI/AAAAAAAADRk/kwTnjbBDJyQ/s1600-h/DSC06433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Smh8utvn5RI/AAAAAAAADRk/kwTnjbBDJyQ/s400/DSC06433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361672498379744530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel actually kept a hat on his head long enough to snap some pictures.  He's very expressive; can you tell?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's started saying the following (in his baby dialect of course, but it's often understood by more than just me):&lt;br /&gt;"What's that?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, Stay" (this is to Pfluger and Zoe, our dogs).  He also says that every animal says "ruff ruff"&lt;br /&gt;"Uh oh!" (especially when he drops food from his highchair.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves playing outside, and is getting good at throwing the ball to Zoe who retrieves it back to him.&lt;br /&gt;He is such a joy; we are glad to have him in our family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-7057251394699446665?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/7057251394699446665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/07/excuse-me-im-wearing-hat.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/7057251394699446665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/7057251394699446665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/07/excuse-me-im-wearing-hat.html' title='Excuse me, I&apos;m wearing a hat!'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Smh8vjK2kCI/AAAAAAAADR8/l6XrT9ElZ2c/s72-c/DSC06453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-3320578995720218191</id><published>2009-07-14T13:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T09:05:15.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoe joins C&amp;C Jones' famiy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Slzvj2vWxMI/AAAAAAAADRM/32fz99obUNY/s1600-h/DSC06707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Slzvj2vWxMI/AAAAAAAADRM/32fz99obUNY/s400/DSC06707.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358421055932646594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help us welcome our new arrival--Zoe, who joined our family on Saturday, July 11, 2009.  We celebrated with a trip down to San Antonio to visit Grandpa Simmons and Aunts Vada and Nan.  We had a great time and all enjoyed swimming--all except Pfluger, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe is a 10 month old purebred Labrador Retriever and lives up to her name.  She loves to play ball, and focus on little else if there is a tennis ball in her vicinity.  She even plays with Daniel, and is very patient with his short throws, although his throws are slowly increasing in distance.  She is a beautiful dog, especially when her coat shimmers in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She weighed in 69.5 lbs., mostly due to her muscle tone, which is more than Pfluger who weighs 65.5 lbs.  They are getting along great, both indoors and outside.&lt;br /&gt;When we first brought both dogs inside, Daniel looked at them each and put his hand out like we do and said, "No, stay!"  It was the cutest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlzvkN7OIPI/AAAAAAAADRU/bXeAB3ZZVXs/s1600-h/DSC06711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlzvkN7OIPI/AAAAAAAADRU/bXeAB3ZZVXs/s400/DSC06711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358421062156427506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to Candace for finding her!  She's a fun addition to the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlzvklaloYI/AAAAAAAADRc/NcETO0f1C1g/s1600-h/DSC06703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlzvklaloYI/AAAAAAAADRc/NcETO0f1C1g/s400/DSC06703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358421068462006658" 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/3181403517310986645-3320578995720218191?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/3320578995720218191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/07/zoe-joins-c-jones-famiy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3320578995720218191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/3320578995720218191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/07/zoe-joins-c-jones-famiy.html' title='Zoe joins C&amp;C Jones&apos; famiy'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Slzvj2vWxMI/AAAAAAAADRM/32fz99obUNY/s72-c/DSC06707.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-7565721894168244179</id><published>2009-07-06T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T13:23:22.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please...Fireworks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlJRKPLjOjI/AAAAAAAADQE/Qv6If1HB8L0/s1600-h/DSC06475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlJRKPLjOjI/AAAAAAAADQE/Qv6If1HB8L0/s400/DSC06475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355432143212460594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlJZoG9lQ-I/AAAAAAAADQk/cgI1X75a-_c/s1600-h/DSC06465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlJZoG9lQ-I/AAAAAAAADQk/cgI1X75a-_c/s400/DSC06465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355441452495487970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It always starts with a please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of Daniel signing "Please"-- he's gotten very good at using it in context; however, the 4th of July please started with Candace! :)  "Please, let's go get some Fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...well, it worked.  We made a last-minute dash to the Fireworks stand by our house, and felt good about supporting Round Rock High School's Theatre Department! Nothing like fire and sparks to show &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlJOLLUqmpI/AAAAAAAADPk/SDzV4D87FJo/s1600-h/DSC06462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlJOLLUqmpI/AAAAAAAADPk/SDzV4D87FJo/s400/DSC06462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355428860821936786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;your support for the arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all got to pick our favorites--Daniel really &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlJOM5mFwtI/AAAAAAAADP8/sO5aUV4OyJE/s1600-h/DSC06592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlJOM5mFwtI/AAAAAAAADP8/sO5aUV4OyJE/s400/DSC06592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355428890422919890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;liked the Smoke Bombs!   We even got a 12 shot Artillery.  (Of course, we only used 3, so we're ready for more if anybody's game :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember the names of any others, but I know that Candace loved the Flowers!  I had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home and went to the park by our house with the  Harwards and Kunzs.  We all, including Pfluger, watched the Fireworks, then walked home to enjoy our spoils until way too early in the morning.  (It was not pretty getting up for 8:30 am church then next day!)  But, we had a good time.  Daniel only got scared when the loud sounds were right in front of us on the street.  Otherwise, he and Pfluger both enjoyed the show.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlJcO7NJhzI/AAAAAAAADQ0/6sKtXVycqUM/s1600-h/DSC06608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlJcO7NJhzI/AAAAAAAADQ0/6sKtXVycqUM/s400/DSC06608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355444318377707314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlJcOZuFvJI/AAAAAAAADQs/G1TXXONJ3pg/s1600-h/DSC06507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlJcOZuFvJI/AAAAAAAADQs/G1TXXONJ3pg/s400/DSC06507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355444309389065362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlJcPMTrz4I/AAAAAAAADQ8/LSNiYNQzHZc/s1600-h/DSC06479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlJcPMTrz4I/AAAAAAAADQ8/LSNiYNQzHZc/s400/DSC06479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355444322968522626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, as a special treat, we get to close the holiday weekend with a homemade apple pie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were here to join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fourth of July!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlJcPUsOccI/AAAAAAAADRE/FbUtdrLB0qI/s1600-h/photo-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlJcPUsOccI/AAAAAAAADRE/FbUtdrLB0qI/s400/photo-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355444325218939330" 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/3181403517310986645-7565721894168244179?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/7565721894168244179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/07/pleasefireworks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/7565721894168244179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/7565721894168244179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/07/pleasefireworks.html' title='Please...Fireworks!'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlJRKPLjOjI/AAAAAAAADQE/Qv6If1HB8L0/s72-c/DSC06475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-9061003509388957327</id><published>2009-07-02T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T12:32:21.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Branson, MO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlIuaEmchHI/AAAAAAAADPM/tfmSwpAYU5I/s1600-h/DSC06271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlIuaEmchHI/AAAAAAAADPM/tfmSwpAYU5I/s400/DSC06271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355393932343411826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlIua6czy9I/AAAAAAAADPc/9lBq-oRs6BM/s1600-h/IMG_0700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlIua6czy9I/AAAAAAAADPc/9lBq-oRs6BM/s400/IMG_0700.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355393946798509010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great family reunion in Branson, MO--definitely the heart of the country!  We stayed on a lake house on Table Rock Lake, which is where I first learned to waterski when I was 9 years old!  It was fun to be back in the Ozarks, so many gree&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlIuauNW7MI/AAAAAAAADPU/wYwNuWMA5Ss/s1600-h/DSC06281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlIuauNW7MI/AAAAAAAADPU/wYwNuWMA5Ss/s400/DSC06281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355393943512476866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n hills and forests.  It really is beautiful country, and I didn't even mind the humidity!&lt;br /&gt;Daniel LOVED playing with his cousins and being outside so much.  It took a few tries for him to get used to lake water instead of pool water.  But by the middle of the trip, he would want to walk right off the dock into the water.&lt;br /&gt;Clinton loved the water too, especially since he got up on one waterski and had two nice tours around the lake.  WHAT A MILESTONE!  ...that is, until he broke Dad's boat!  Way to go out with a BANG, honey!  Ok, it wasn't really Clint's fault!  While we were turning on his second lake tour, the propeller hit a submerged rock or tree or something.&lt;br /&gt;We spent the rest of the time in Silver Dollar City and downtown Branson.  Daniel had a GREAT time playing in the sprinklers the park put out a various places.  He also enjoyed playing in the sand and went on his first water roller coaster (American Plunge) and ride (the butterflies--he got to press the button and the butterfly went up as the ride went around in a circle).  We saw several shows at the amusement park as well as several in Branson, including, "The Duttons," "&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlIrhnPzpzI/AAAAAAAADPE/XC4mDXo2CZM/s1600-h/DSC06255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlIrhnPzpzI/AAAAAAAADPE/XC4mDXo2CZM/s400/DSC06255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355390763367900978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Twelve Irish Tenors," "Broadway Spectacular" and Dolly Parton's "Dixie Stampede"--that one came with dinner and lighted-up dresses.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty amazing that we had four generations present since my grandfather and his brothers and many of their descendants from each line were able to come.  I don't know how often that experience will be repeated!&lt;br /&gt;Our fish fry went well--many thanks to  Bart who sought out the catfish supplier, and Doug who slaved over hot oil cooking the fish.  It was great to be with family and have a chance to relax.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post our pictures on our SmugMug site, including all the ones with extended family.  Here are the picutres from the second part of the reunion.  You can download, save, send to print, etc. for any pictures you want.  They will be high resolution, so enjoy!  We'll get the other pictures off of Clinton's computer and upload those next.  We'd love to hear what you think, so let us know.  Link: &lt;a href="http://cncjones.smugmug.com/gallery/8831218_xG6Yi/1/585226064_D6wCT"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  We think it's a great way to share your pictures--let us know your feedback.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlIp7DSbY-I/AAAAAAAADO8/xwp7UbKp-7E/s1600-h/DSC06087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlIp7DSbY-I/AAAAAAAADO8/xwp7UbKp-7E/s400/DSC06087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355389001368560610" 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/3181403517310986645-9061003509388957327?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/9061003509388957327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/07/branson-mo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/9061003509388957327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/9061003509388957327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/07/branson-mo.html' title='Branson, MO'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SlIuaEmchHI/AAAAAAAADPM/tfmSwpAYU5I/s72-c/DSC06271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-6234421345698858951</id><published>2009-06-04T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:52:55.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SigJ5cYY9gI/AAAAAAAACfE/zTU3U_HkvTM/s1600-h/photo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SigJ5cYY9gI/AAAAAAAACfE/zTU3U_HkvTM/s400/photo-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343531840350778882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clinton and I got a date to San Antonio yesterday to see Wicked!  Many thanks to all of the people who made this possible: Dan and Dee, Cassandra and Candace, Grandpa Simmons and Aunt Chris!  We had a wonderful evening, and it was great to see such a great production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Austin around 3:00 pm and went down to Grandpa's house in San Antonio (by Lackland and Kelly bases.)  We enjoyed the dinner Chris prepared, including home-grown garden tomatoes!  DELICIOUS!  It was great to talk with Grandpa--we love hearing his stories and experiences.  We even got some ideas for girl names from his family line--I enjoyed Hannah, Preal and Ina.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Clint, Aunt Chris and I headed downtown for the production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and I got dropped off close to the theatre while Clinton found a parking spot and ran up to meet us.  Our timing worked out perfectly as we got to our seats ~5 minutes before the start of the production--just enough time to get settled, read the playbill, peruse the set and theatre and enjoy the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was opening night, and there was a lot of energy from the cast.  The audience was responsive, which always helped me when I was performing; I'm sure this made a difference for the performers as well.  It was a night to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, we all walked back to the car and headed to Sonic.  They were giving away free 10 oz. root beer floats!  Blessings come when you're living right :)  It was a great way to end the evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dropped Chris off at home and Clinton was a trooper driving back to Austin in the wee hours of the morning.  We arrived home to everyone sleeping, and quickly joined the club.  Morning came early, but we both got enough sleep to make it through the day--so far, at least.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all who helped make this excursion possible--it was a wonderful early celebration for our two years of marriage!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-6234421345698858951?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/6234421345698858951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/06/wicked.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/6234421345698858951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/6234421345698858951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/06/wicked.html' title='Wicked!'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SigJ5cYY9gI/AAAAAAAACfE/zTU3U_HkvTM/s72-c/photo-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-4261950470720535365</id><published>2009-05-28T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T07:41:23.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Escaping!!!</title><content type='html'>I caught Pfluger on camera being innovative in the back yard!  The picture is taken through the screen and window, so the quality isn't great, but its enough to get the idea.  Enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sh6iLLsZQZI/AAAAAAAACe0/0F-Noej_DeY/s1600-h/IMG_0597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sh6iLLsZQZI/AAAAAAAACe0/0F-Noej_DeY/s400/IMG_0597.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340884521109242258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sh6iLVWCPNI/AAAAAAAACe8/p-xuHW6Wtu8/s1600-h/IMG_0598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sh6iLVWCPNI/AAAAAAAACe8/p-xuHW6Wtu8/s400/IMG_0598.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340884523699813586" 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/3181403517310986645-4261950470720535365?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/4261950470720535365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/escaping.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/4261950470720535365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/4261950470720535365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/escaping.html' title='Escaping!!!'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sh6iLLsZQZI/AAAAAAAACe0/0F-Noej_DeY/s72-c/IMG_0597.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-1172747545143103248</id><published>2009-05-28T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T07:33:08.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Balloons &amp; Grocery Stores</title><content type='html'>When we go to the grocery store, Daniel notices the balloons almost every time.  Of course they are high enough to see from the whole front of the store. :)  We were in Costco the other day and I stopped to wipe the cart clean.  Daniel pointed and said, "That, that, I want that" in his loud and high-pitched voice.  We moved closer to the wipes, thinking that is what he wanted, but as we did, he raised his hand up...and pointed to the balloons! &lt;br /&gt;His insistence grew louder and his pointing more determined. &lt;br /&gt;All the strings were tangled, and I had to donate a dollar, but he got his balloon.  It ended up being the biggest one--yellow, and had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; blow pops tied to the bottom to keep it weighted.  Blow Pops anyone?!? &lt;br /&gt;He played with it all over the store. &lt;br /&gt;Now, he's playing with Daddy's opened deodorant, so got to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-1172747545143103248?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/1172747545143103248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/balloons-grocery-stores.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1172747545143103248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1172747545143103248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/balloons-grocery-stores.html' title='Balloons &amp; Grocery Stores'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-552424007127888029</id><published>2009-05-27T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T10:18:56.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby is moving!</title><content type='html'>We learned from the sonogram that baby is a mover--she wouldn't stay still, and kept moving her hands all over.  (Daniel also did the same thing!)&lt;br /&gt;There have been two times today that I have felt the baby move--really little kicks to my stomach.  I figure some of them are in reaction to Daniel stepping on her, or climbing over her :)  I guess she has got to learn to hold her own soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thought I'd share the news.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-552424007127888029?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/552424007127888029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-is-moving.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/552424007127888029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/552424007127888029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-is-moving.html' title='Baby is moving!'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-5055272261726924906</id><published>2009-05-26T07:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T08:42:33.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel LOVES Balls--Thanks JJ</title><content type='html'>I was doing something in the back of the house on Saturday and heard Daniel giggling and screaming in the front room with Clinton.  I went in to enjoy this scene!  It was delightful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ, Lewis, Aiden, Brooks, Cate--thank you for the wonderful balls!  As you can tell, we're REALLY enjoying them.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-46174883e872d230" 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://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D46174883e872d230%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330291058%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B735F354F35C4D68F2FBC524532C5F7015C69F0.5E39CC08AA1F74974CA3487DF7389C709E49EFAD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D46174883e872d230%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVYuyVVSMVfrL7hkD-GnH-2rzG8c&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://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D46174883e872d230%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330291058%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B735F354F35C4D68F2FBC524532C5F7015C69F0.5E39CC08AA1F74974CA3487DF7389C709E49EFAD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D46174883e872d230%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVYuyVVSMVfrL7hkD-GnH-2rzG8c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only is this a fun experience with Daniel, but it's also Clinton's premiere using iMovie!  Great job honey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-5055272261726924906?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=46174883e872d230&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/5055272261726924906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/daniel-loves-balls-thanks-jj.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5055272261726924906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/5055272261726924906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/daniel-loves-balls-thanks-jj.html' title='Daniel LOVES Balls--Thanks JJ'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-8877437827737688266</id><published>2009-05-22T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T09:54:37.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About a Daniel</title><content type='html'>Daniel is moving about, growing and developing every day.  Especially for those of you who live far away, I thought you'd enjoy this glimpse of our one-year-old boy!  He's such a joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-16b243de93d2edd7" 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://v14.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D16b243de93d2edd7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330291058%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6DECAB3EBE68EA334511CCD18260D2D15705DB37.13A9CD691102CC3269902AFF37AA6915B5A8F7E5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D16b243de93d2edd7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6JzPbc2KKyJvR_SSDOFZeutAKZU&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://v14.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D16b243de93d2edd7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330291058%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6DECAB3EBE68EA334511CCD18260D2D15705DB37.13A9CD691102CC3269902AFF37AA6915B5A8F7E5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D16b243de93d2edd7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6JzPbc2KKyJvR_SSDOFZeutAKZU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and now I know that you can't rotate video--sorry about the side angle perspective!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-8877437827737688266?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=16b243de93d2edd7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/8877437827737688266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/about-daniel.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/8877437827737688266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/8877437827737688266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/about-daniel.html' title='About a Daniel'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-2647765272595624139</id><published>2009-05-22T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:18:54.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please...</title><content type='html'>Daniel has learned the sign "please," and is getting quite good at using it, especially when prompted.  However, he just came up to me and reached to sit on my lap.  I diverted him with a toy, so he walked around my chair, hurdled a few piles and reams of paper to come to the other side of our computer desk.  He then signed "please" and pointed up to the top shelf of the desk.  He didn't want the mouse, the camera or the rubix cube, but instead reached for the New Orleans shot glass!  (We use it for coins; however, this one happened to be empty.)  He's now toting it around the room!&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm a sucker for manners!   :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShbBZ7gTPDI/AAAAAAAACeU/WplLUilk7Qo/s1600-h/DSC04077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShbBZ7gTPDI/AAAAAAAACeU/WplLUilk7Qo/s400/DSC04077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338667059508362290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...well, that was stupid!  Sorry Clinton, you're now one shot glass short--oops!  Daniel made it to the kitchen floor, and now I have another reason to sweep and vacuum!  Off I go to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-2647765272595624139?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/2647765272595624139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/please.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2647765272595624139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2647765272595624139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/please.html' title='Please...'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShbBZ7gTPDI/AAAAAAAACeU/WplLUilk7Qo/s72-c/DSC04077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-6028553088627973958</id><published>2009-05-20T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T12:51:31.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruits of our labor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShSn8fQkxKI/AAAAAAAACd0/3r1250cVHIo/s1600-h/IMG_0649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShSn8fQkxKI/AAAAAAAACd0/3r1250cVHIo/s400/IMG_0649.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338076115965887650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We've been working hard on the garden this year.  So far, we've had good experiences working the soil, planting the plants, watering despite Pfluger (our dog who LOVES to chew the hoses) and weeding (thanks to Clinton--you can see him in the background of the grape picture weeding the garden).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, however, we are fighting ants on our grapes and pill bugs or something on our squash.  So, as we are coming into the heat, we get to start fighting bugs!!!  Wahoo!  Despite all this, we are hopeful, and enjoy looking out at our yard and know we're doing our part.  Enjoy the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShWV8X46DpI/AAAAAAAACd8/QydbcrdrWdY/s1600-h/DSC02907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShWV8X46DpI/AAAAAAAACd8/QydbcrdrWdY/s400/DSC02907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338337797754982034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShWV8kAApfI/AAAAAAAACeE/tM_t7rczyvE/s1600-h/DSC02938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShWV8kAApfI/AAAAAAAACeE/tM_t7rczyvE/s400/DSC02938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338337801005999602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShWV84G_XLI/AAAAAAAACeM/6LxReRB6Sgo/s1600-h/DSC02921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShWV84G_XLI/AAAAAAAACeM/6LxReRB6Sgo/s400/DSC02921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338337806403984562" 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/3181403517310986645-6028553088627973958?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/6028553088627973958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/fruits-of-our-labor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/6028553088627973958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/6028553088627973958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/fruits-of-our-labor.html' title='Fruits of our labor'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShSn8fQkxKI/AAAAAAAACd0/3r1250cVHIo/s72-c/IMG_0649.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-1708816308685361552</id><published>2009-05-20T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T08:14:46.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a girl!</title><content type='html'>We found out this morning that we'll be having a girl!  Plus, she's very healthy and progressing well.  Now it's time to start thinking of names.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-1708816308685361552?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/1708816308685361552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-girl.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1708816308685361552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1708816308685361552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-girl.html' title='It&apos;s a girl!'/><author><name>Clint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251599753960972814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-2539469187345288539</id><published>2009-05-18T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T07:43:26.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"That," "What's That?" and "I want that!"</title><content type='html'>Daniel is becoming so communicative.  In the car, he will sing and sigh and pat his hand in front of his mouth making a "Ah-wa-wa-wa-wa" sound.  He is now signing: more, milk, please, and seems to know what they mean.  We're working on Amen--this one is slow going because he doesn't want to stay still for prayers.  (I'm open for suggestions on how you taught this to your kiddos.)   &lt;br /&gt;He also loves toothbrushes (and most things in the bathroom!)  In the morning, he will sit on our bed and point through the bathroom door, saying "that, that, that" in successively higher-pitched tones until we manage to distract him (rare), or give him &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; toothbrush.  We have now implemented a new rule in our house that you only play with your own toothbrush!   &lt;br /&gt;He shared his vocal talent yesterday at the Mount Bonnell (the Young Single Adult) ward--one not used to noises during the sacrament.  We went to hear Aunt Candace speak about her mission, which she did quite successfully, and at several quiet times during the meeting, everybody heard "What's that?" in a very high-pitched voice.  He walked the back row and distracted everybody from the High Council speaker--sorry Brother Simonsen! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Just now, he succeeded in opening the bathroom doors, looked at me while pointing his finger at the toothbrushes and said, "I want that!"  I guess we now have three phrases to use!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Daniel is figuring out doors and doorknobs!   Watch out us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-2539469187345288539?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/2539469187345288539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/that-whats-that-and-i-want-that.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2539469187345288539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2539469187345288539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/that-whats-that-and-i-want-that.html' title='&quot;That,&quot; &quot;What&apos;s That?&quot; and &quot;I want that!&quot;'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-2448808539539080225</id><published>2009-05-16T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T16:14:55.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Father &amp; Son Campout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sg78ewViZ2I/AAAAAAAACcQ/p2E72En-_zg/s1600-h/DSC05160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sg78ewViZ2I/AAAAAAAACcQ/p2E72En-_zg/s320/DSC05160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336480213782128482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sg7-1vovTiI/AAAAAAAACcY/9H1NnlvpyN8/s1600-h/DSC05147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sg7-1vovTiI/AAAAAAAACcY/9H1NnlvpyN8/s320/DSC05147.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336482807754477090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clinton and Daniel had their first Fathers &amp;amp; Sons Campout last night with the men from church.  Daniel helped Daddy pack up the car by checking the tire pressure and working on the bumper, then they were off.&lt;br /&gt;I learned I have a lot to learn about these events when packed a bib for Daniel's dinner.  I was amused to hear Clinton laughing when I told him this and he admitted he wasn't going to use a bib on a F&amp;amp;S campout--silly me!  I'm grateful Clinton volunteered to help with the laundry as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know much about the campout details--I guess that's how it's supposed to be?!?  However, I was able to learn that Daniel slept well through the night and awoke early (6:00 am) with the light of day.  He enjoyed climbing all over sleeping Daddy in our two-person tent.  Needless to say, Daniel fell asleep in the car ride home and continued sleeping upon returning home for at least an hour...Clinton joined him in slumber land; although, he made &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sg8BCXrsLmI/AAAAAAAACcg/C1PgPBrEdtM/s1600-h/IMG_0364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sg8BCXrsLmI/AAAAAAAACcg/C1PgPBrEdtM/s320/IMG_0364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336485223685959266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sure this was in the comfort of his own bed without a little munchkin learning to mountain climb on him.   Clinton can fill in more details, if that's not breaking a male-bonding pact.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah for Fathers and Sons and Campouts!  Maybe next year, Clinton will have two sons to accompany him on the campout!  Won't that be fun (for me especially)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Candace and I had a GREAT girls night out!  We can recommend Freddy's Frozen Custard, which recently opened up in Pflugerville (on 1825).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-2448808539539080225?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/2448808539539080225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-father-son-campout.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2448808539539080225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2448808539539080225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-father-son-campout.html' title='First Father &amp; Son Campout'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sg78ewViZ2I/AAAAAAAACcQ/p2E72En-_zg/s72-c/DSC05160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-4084983629738794067</id><published>2009-05-12T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T16:15:13.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel's First Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sg8OQcN7m6I/AAAAAAAACco/WbDpVhqt8QM/s1600-h/DSC04884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sg8OQcN7m6I/AAAAAAAACco/WbDpVhqt8QM/s320/DSC04884.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336499759072648098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sg8OQRWnJkI/AAAAAAAACcw/kb1f-3-nrLc/s1600-h/DSC04868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sg8OQRWnJkI/AAAAAAAACcw/kb1f-3-nrLc/s320/DSC04868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336499756156266050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On April 30, 2009, Daniel turned ONE year old.  It was a great day with lots of celebration!  We continued the "Train up a child" theme to culminate our year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Grandma Wouden for coming to play--it also helped Mom get the cake decorated throughout the day.  It was really wonderful having you in town.  We often thought of other family members all around the world--we miss you.  Daniel enjoyed your phone calls as he had learned to put the phone to his ear and make noise.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sg8QaBlvi1I/AAAAAAAACdI/4JtxEgnWPL4/s1600-h/DSC04909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sg8QaBlvi1I/AAAAAAAACdI/4JtxEgnWPL4/s320/DSC04909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336502122746710866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had made a colorful train out of cardboard boxes and fun gadgets to play with. It even had a "present car," which Daniel enjoyed discovering throughout the day.  He loved opening presents throughout the day and playing with all of his new toys, which included a rocket walker/rider toy, Leap Frog fridge magnets (Thanks Grandma Dee and Grandpa Dan--he knew just what to do when he opened the package, and went right to work pressing buttons!), and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a BBQ dinner of hambu&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sg8QaKRER1I/AAAAAAAACdA/kqtwQ7WioL8/s1600-h/IMG_0633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sg8QaKRER1I/AAAAAAAACdA/kqtwQ7WioL8/s320/IMG_0633.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336502125075908434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rgers, hotdogs, sausages with all the fixins, and of course birthday cake.  Daniel thought it was more interesting to touch the fire, but luckily Daddy was there watching over him.  He and all the kiddos began dismantling the train and enjoying all the frosting and goodies.  It was a happy time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all who participated in our celebration, both near and far.  We are blessed to have wonderful friends.  We love Daniel and are grateful that he is in our lives.  We also love being parents--families really are the way to go!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sg8OQvg16QI/AAAAAAAACc4/o35-_FVwzVE/s1600-h/DSC04898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sg8OQvg16QI/AAAAAAAACc4/o35-_FVwzVE/s320/DSC04898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336499764252240130" 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/3181403517310986645-4084983629738794067?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/4084983629738794067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/daniels-first-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/4084983629738794067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/4084983629738794067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/daniels-first-birthday.html' title='Daniel&apos;s First Birthday'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/Sg8OQcN7m6I/AAAAAAAACco/WbDpVhqt8QM/s72-c/DSC04884.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-8898323011547977863</id><published>2009-05-11T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T09:51:53.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SghXAGdmj3I/AAAAAAAACcI/VAsX1d-pCwE/s1600-h/photo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SghXAGdmj3I/AAAAAAAACcI/VAsX1d-pCwE/s320/photo-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334609417866743666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While finishing my lesson preparation early Sunday morning, Daniel was drinking his milk and snuggling with me!  It was a wonderful way to start Mother's Day 2009!  Clinton made us scrambled-egg bagel sandwiches for breakfast and then we rushed to get ready for 8:30 am church, but not before I got two cards.  Daniel signed his (see attached picture) and Clinton's poem allowed me a day of rest and relaxation--and he held me to it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clinton's card poem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"Honey, it's your SPECIAL DAY, so just ignore the phone. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;The chores can wait, so sleep in late or spend some time alone.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Enjoy your favorite magazine.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Veg out and watch TV.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Sit back, relax and snarf some snacks...in short, pretend you're ME."&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After church, he brought me lunch, which even included chocolate milk!  We all got to take a long afternoon nap, and then I got to read the Ensign and Life of Pi while he made a delicious pasta and chicken dinner with our fresh garden herbs!  He, of course, did the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen--another amazing treat!  Talk about spoiled! &lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, we slept well last night--Me, because I was relaxed, and Clinton, because he was exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, honey, for making it such a special day for me.  Looks like I have a high bar to live up to for Father's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-8898323011547977863?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/8898323011547977863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day-bliss.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/8898323011547977863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/8898323011547977863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day-bliss.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day Bliss'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/SghXAGdmj3I/AAAAAAAACcI/VAsX1d-pCwE/s72-c/photo-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-2012591990150199675</id><published>2009-05-06T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T12:39:48.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REALLY Yummy Breakfast Casserole!</title><content type='html'>We used this recipe at our Visiting Teaching Conference earlier this year--it is phenomenal!  I hope you all can enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;“Thee” Egg Thing&lt;br /&gt;Melt ½ stick (¼ cup) butter in a 9”x13” pan.  In a bowl mix:&lt;br /&gt;10 eggs&lt;br /&gt;½ cup self-rising flour (or regular flour plus ½ teaspoon baking powder)&lt;br /&gt;1 pint cottage cheese&lt;br /&gt;1 lb. grated Monterey Jack or Cheddar cheese&lt;br /&gt;1 small can (3 or 4 oz.) chopped green chilies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake for 350 degree oven for 40 minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-2012591990150199675?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/2012591990150199675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/really-yummy-breakfast-casserole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2012591990150199675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/2012591990150199675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/really-yummy-breakfast-casserole.html' title='REALLY Yummy Breakfast Casserole!'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3181403517310986645.post-1723553881907652233</id><published>2009-05-05T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T06:23:24.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Calling</title><content type='html'>Sunday was a big day for me as I got a new calling as the Relief Society President for our ward.  Life will be interesting as we get organized!  I am grateful for the opportunities we have to serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do feel sorry for my bathrooms--it will now be even harder for them to stay cleaned :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3181403517310986645-1723553881907652233?l=unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/feeds/1723553881907652233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-calling.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1723553881907652233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3181403517310986645/posts/default/1723553881907652233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unstressedsyllables.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-calling.html' title='New Calling'/><author><name>Cha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372282313180933399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7x6zEWegKF8/ShLSqOlo8EI/AAAAAAAACdU/xlEoxzdTphA/S220/DSC04964.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
