<?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-7439503358247553377</id><updated>2012-01-30T12:48:01.135-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chapman Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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>289</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-3976138711241697540</id><published>2011-12-25T20:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T22:41:08.707-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas! We had such a great day and hope everyone else did as well. We started the morning with quite the load from Santa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7bxqm_PyQqI/TxOfMamBQ_I/AAAAAAAAElc/PIPv6pkNBrQ/s1600/IMG_0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698072989199844338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7bxqm_PyQqI/TxOfMamBQ_I/AAAAAAAAElc/PIPv6pkNBrQ/s320/IMG_0230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulldozer is nice, but did you see this toothbrush?!? Dad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rr6xakJ_2bM/TxOezVYpT1I/AAAAAAAAEk4/6iNiLGVLPzo/s1600/IMG_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698072558304841554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rr6xakJ_2bM/TxOezVYpT1I/AAAAAAAAEk4/6iNiLGVLPzo/s320/IMG_0234.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IdyPx6Y7En0/TxOesT2iM5I/AAAAAAAAEks/9LfRquE9CKY/s1600/IMG_0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698072437634249618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IdyPx6Y7En0/TxOesT2iM5I/AAAAAAAAEks/9LfRquE9CKY/s320/IMG_0235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac scored with a much desired mountain bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qre2hHcyH1w/TxOfETnGSkI/AAAAAAAAElQ/kpXrV5mdb0U/s1600/IMG_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698072849886366274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qre2hHcyH1w/TxOfETnGSkI/AAAAAAAAElQ/kpXrV5mdb0U/s320/IMG_0231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter asked us, "Are you going to get me my electric spark scooter or do I need to ask Santa for it?" There was no thought that he may &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; get it. He just needed to know how to go about it. Lucky Santa had compassion on him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GiCVcgHVLjQ/TxOe8yYAguI/AAAAAAAAElE/tg-PxGpq0p0/s1600/IMG_0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698072720705618658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GiCVcgHVLjQ/TxOe8yYAguI/AAAAAAAAElE/tg-PxGpq0p0/s320/IMG_0233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashlyn was a bit easier. She just wanted a hula hoop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-otUfE6sOeWc/TxOej4GGk4I/AAAAAAAAEkg/WP0ovBpKNkY/s1600/IMG_0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698072292744401794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-otUfE6sOeWc/TxOej4GGk4I/AAAAAAAAEkg/WP0ovBpKNkY/s320/IMG_0236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jT54MeQEHcU/TxOePKDuHhI/AAAAAAAAEkI/OaZvgQWVQDM/s1600/IMG_0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698071936788995602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jT54MeQEHcU/TxOePKDuHhI/AAAAAAAAEkI/OaZvgQWVQDM/s320/IMG_0241.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xb5FjGq25nQ/TxOedjtn9LI/AAAAAAAAEkU/p4dJfvgOMuQ/s1600/IMG_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The morning was so nice and relaxing. Everyone enjoyed their stockings and Santa gifts, we ate a quick breakfast, and then it was on to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't have time to set up for a family picture, so we divided into guys with guys and gals with gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R_6sF4oFLr4/TxOPgsPOPdI/AAAAAAAAEj8/K_Vd1M4CUtM/s1600/IMG_0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 216px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698055745347403218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R_6sF4oFLr4/TxOPgsPOPdI/AAAAAAAAEj8/K_Vd1M4CUtM/s320/IMG_0243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty handsome, if I do say so myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ni4We1c2lYY/TxOPT8aLzGI/AAAAAAAAEjw/6UUYXuFg9OU/s1600/IMG_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698055526350048354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ni4We1c2lYY/TxOPT8aLzGI/AAAAAAAAEjw/6UUYXuFg9OU/s320/IMG_0244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a really nice Sacrament Meeting we rushed back home for presents. We told the kids they'd have to wait until after Ian's nap to open them. How well do you think that went? Luckily we were kidding and opening presents by 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IzmH0WQCaT4/TxOPDiZ4oZI/AAAAAAAAEjk/zL8FwOpL9bs/s1600/IMG_0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698055244491563410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IzmH0WQCaT4/TxOPDiZ4oZI/AAAAAAAAEjk/zL8FwOpL9bs/s320/IMG_0247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pq5zLi-O58I/TxOO6WfKN3I/AAAAAAAAEjY/epi0baqfe3w/s1600/IMG_0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698055086673639282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pq5zLi-O58I/TxOO6WfKN3I/AAAAAAAAEjY/epi0baqfe3w/s320/IMG_0249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kX9e8XGZjvk/TxOOybBIsJI/AAAAAAAAEjM/cCJVuCooRCk/s1600/IMG_0251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698054950450933906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kX9e8XGZjvk/TxOOybBIsJI/AAAAAAAAEjM/cCJVuCooRCk/s320/IMG_0251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_8wJp-U-UXA/TxOOTAXTCmI/AAAAAAAAEjA/WCkBNGuLdWk/s1600/IMG_0253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698054410720184930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_8wJp-U-UXA/TxOOTAXTCmI/AAAAAAAAEjA/WCkBNGuLdWk/s320/IMG_0253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited in line for this Jeep at 2am at Walmart on Black Friday when I was pregnant with Ian. Glad I finally got my "must have" out of the box! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had another spoiled Christmas with lots of fun stuff. The kids loved the day, Eric and I loved the day - everyone was happy and we had a house full of love. Thank goodness Santa got my letter. It was exactly what I asked for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-3976138711241697540?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3976138711241697540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=3976138711241697540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3976138711241697540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3976138711241697540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7bxqm_PyQqI/TxOfMamBQ_I/AAAAAAAAElc/PIPv6pkNBrQ/s72-c/IMG_0230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-6246259085137874224</id><published>2011-12-24T19:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T22:48:48.452-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More of the Season</title><content type='html'>Eric had the week before Christmas off and it was WONDERFUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Winterhaven with some friends to look at the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XcrgPyxLb5s/TxOIB6pKufI/AAAAAAAAEi0/nxuMgIEHEvY/s1600/IMG_0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698047520056982002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XcrgPyxLb5s/TxOIB6pKufI/AAAAAAAAEi0/nxuMgIEHEvY/s320/IMG_0216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5HQRUMYxXw8/TxOH5nwuW8I/AAAAAAAAEio/FziuAekuWjg/s1600/IMG_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698047377549450178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5HQRUMYxXw8/TxOH5nwuW8I/AAAAAAAAEio/FziuAekuWjg/s320/IMG_0218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love that Monty always has the double stroller to throw Ian in with Kase. It came in handy at Halloween, too... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iIE_Dlphg5s/TxOHzSwXclI/AAAAAAAAEic/F-fg09pezRg/s1600/IMG_0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698047268831588946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iIE_Dlphg5s/TxOHzSwXclI/AAAAAAAAEic/F-fg09pezRg/s320/IMG_0219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids begged and BEGGED and &lt;em&gt;begged &lt;/em&gt;to make gingerbread houses this year with real gingerbread. I finally caved and these were their beautiful creations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tJq5_jhCC58/TxOHtQWUSHI/AAAAAAAAEiQ/DyTnTzFCvPQ/s1600/IMG_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698047165106243698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tJq5_jhCC58/TxOHtQWUSHI/AAAAAAAAEiQ/DyTnTzFCvPQ/s320/IMG_0222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The frosting was thick and too hard for them to squeeze, so I did not get any pictures of the process. I went from house to house to house squeezing, squeezing, squeezing - trying my best to follow instructions. My hand hurt so bad by the end of it, but I loved how they turned out and the kids had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pm96-n77FE0/TxOHdSl8WjI/AAAAAAAAEiE/bCIysX95-vk/s1600/IMG_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698046890830748210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pm96-n77FE0/TxOHdSl8WjI/AAAAAAAAEiE/bCIysX95-vk/s320/IMG_0228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac and Ashlyn left theirs for Santa to eat, but Carter preserved his for just a little while longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days before Christmas we went to Thatcher to play with Grandma and Grandpa. Eric and the kids raked up a big pile of leaves in Grandma Pearl's yard and they had a blast jumping in them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V7W84PF6Nco/TxOGm5Au3TI/AAAAAAAAEh4/gXlNltWTf18/s1600/IMG_0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 230px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698045956250852658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V7W84PF6Nco/TxOGm5Au3TI/AAAAAAAAEh4/gXlNltWTf18/s320/IMG_0364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CUgJ7U84ZhQ/TxOGgsOT1GI/AAAAAAAAEhs/ONIL20Pw2KE/s1600/IMG_0367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698045849738925154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CUgJ7U84ZhQ/TxOGgsOT1GI/AAAAAAAAEhs/ONIL20Pw2KE/s320/IMG_0367.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Lfso_adVtA/TxOGZCR6jhI/AAAAAAAAEhg/SqajH2kExh8/s1600/IMG_0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 236px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698045718220672530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Lfso_adVtA/TxOGZCR6jhI/AAAAAAAAEhg/SqajH2kExh8/s320/IMG_0370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKAqqjHUsJA/TxOGRwMXVnI/AAAAAAAAEhU/w9_nsWYI2L0/s1600/IMG_0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 238px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698045593106470514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKAqqjHUsJA/TxOGRwMXVnI/AAAAAAAAEhU/w9_nsWYI2L0/s320/IMG_0375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Grandma Cindy got in on the action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7xwxfkw-cuQ/TxOGMXNWgsI/AAAAAAAAEhI/-WGzK4TxBV8/s1600/IMG_0376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698045500500378306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7xwxfkw-cuQ/TxOGMXNWgsI/AAAAAAAAEhI/-WGzK4TxBV8/s320/IMG_0376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vAA7RwyhqK4/TxOGGEVnn-I/AAAAAAAAEg8/x34zbrJk4rs/s1600/IMG_0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 279px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698045392355565538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vAA7RwyhqK4/TxOGGEVnn-I/AAAAAAAAEg8/x34zbrJk4rs/s320/IMG_0377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdOv8QQDCbU/TxOBOkgvPwI/AAAAAAAAEgw/rFKxcZDkWzw/s1600/IMG_0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698040040872951554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdOv8QQDCbU/TxOBOkgvPwI/AAAAAAAAEgw/rFKxcZDkWzw/s320/IMG_0382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A5rh5sapEEE/TxOA4SYnh7I/AAAAAAAAEgk/hYWV3xPX2-4/s1600/IMG_0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 238px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698039658049931186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A5rh5sapEEE/TxOA4SYnh7I/AAAAAAAAEgk/hYWV3xPX2-4/s320/IMG_0383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cody, Emily, and Jackson also came down for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-dy_81e6eo/TxOAe96kWAI/AAAAAAAAEgM/YkDiOb2qXG0/s1600/IMG_0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698039223058454530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-dy_81e6eo/TxOAe96kWAI/AAAAAAAAEgM/YkDiOb2qXG0/s320/IMG_0386.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cute boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian LOVED the fudge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M_lO9OowtQc/TxOATcyUQoI/AAAAAAAAEgA/h7sRUpyjbbk/s1600/IMG_0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698039025186914946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M_lO9OowtQc/TxOATcyUQoI/AAAAAAAAEgA/h7sRUpyjbbk/s320/IMG_0389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve we had a family program with piano and violin playing, song singing, hat wearing, and of course....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HICZLG1sF78/TxOAEVXgvYI/AAAAAAAAEf0/SzcN7RQAEdE/s1600/IMG_0401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698038765497400706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HICZLG1sF78/TxOAEVXgvYI/AAAAAAAAEf0/SzcN7RQAEdE/s320/IMG_0401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a visit from Santa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UlZgQ1HeiLA/TxN_sgIs8AI/AAAAAAAAEfo/OuWsbYwNzYU/s1600/IMG_0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 238px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698038356071215106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UlZgQ1HeiLA/TxN_sgIs8AI/AAAAAAAAEfo/OuWsbYwNzYU/s320/IMG_0404.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so good to come and deliver the kids' pajamas from Grandma and Grandpa on such a busy night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b6Pce_mjzXI/TxN-pfO12pI/AAAAAAAAEfc/avgThJO5QDA/s1600/IMG_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698037204777294482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b6Pce_mjzXI/TxN-pfO12pI/AAAAAAAAEfc/avgThJO5QDA/s320/IMG_0406.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BH0RSCjZboY/TxN-e4HODCI/AAAAAAAAEfQ/7BARSfFNVVE/s1600/IMG_0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698037022477650978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BH0RSCjZboY/TxN-e4HODCI/AAAAAAAAEfQ/7BARSfFNVVE/s320/IMG_0408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian didn't cry, but he sure wasn't going to smile. All of our Christmas Eve pictures were taken on Eric's iphone and most didn't turn out well. I need to get pictures from everyone else! I was sad that Ian's turned out the very worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CL2JuW9aiPg/TxN8-Q07waI/AAAAAAAAEfE/AE_R7T7-U6s/s1600/IMG_0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698035362664530338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CL2JuW9aiPg/TxN8-Q07waI/AAAAAAAAEfE/AE_R7T7-U6s/s320/IMG_0409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EwqkMkibIko/TxN8z9c7laI/AAAAAAAAEe4/HbQoAG7rCcY/s1600/IMG_0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698035185664890274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EwqkMkibIko/TxN8z9c7laI/AAAAAAAAEe4/HbQoAG7rCcY/s320/IMG_0410.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r5ZhNi-kVw4/TxN8nUiDNKI/AAAAAAAAEes/_mCT9BTQhmE/s1600/IMG_0414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698034968522077346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r5ZhNi-kVw4/TxN8nUiDNKI/AAAAAAAAEes/_mCT9BTQhmE/s320/IMG_0414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All jammied up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EJB1Ibw7Y5g/TxN8gXSkpGI/AAAAAAAAEeg/i-kYk8RxLE0/s1600/IMG_0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698034849003381858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EJB1Ibw7Y5g/TxN8gXSkpGI/AAAAAAAAEeg/i-kYk8RxLE0/s320/IMG_0415.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Santa came we acted out the Nativity, but I don't have any pictures. If you ever want to come over for home movies... :) Ashlyn made a beautiful Mary, especially riding in on Cody the donkey. Eric was Joseph, Isaac and Carter were wisemen, Jackson and Ian were supposed to be shepherds, Grandma was the angel, and Grandpa was the narrator. The only time Ian really participated was when he was trying to kidnap baby Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_VXPtZtXGMQ/TxN8VVxqABI/AAAAAAAAEeU/haVHR-hdTNA/s1600/IMG_0420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698034659618324498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_VXPtZtXGMQ/TxN8VVxqABI/AAAAAAAAEeU/haVHR-hdTNA/s320/IMG_0420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a great time with family, we loaded up in the van and went back home to Tucson to wait for the big man to come. It was perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QVA8Zyq6_zo/TxN8G04QahI/AAAAAAAAEeI/vJPmQ3irFck/s1600/IMG_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698034410269469202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QVA8Zyq6_zo/TxN8G04QahI/AAAAAAAAEeI/vJPmQ3irFck/s320/IMG_0422.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-6246259085137874224?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6246259085137874224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=6246259085137874224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/6246259085137874224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/6246259085137874224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-of-season.html' title='More of the Season'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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/-XcrgPyxLb5s/TxOIB6pKufI/AAAAAAAAEi0/nxuMgIEHEvY/s72-c/IMG_0216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-7974597170025296427</id><published>2011-12-18T21:31:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T21:58:44.011-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Advent Candles</title><content type='html'>A new tradition that we started this year is the Advent Candles. It's something Eric did every Christmas growing up and I have often admired my mother-in-law's candle holder. As a surprise this year, we received our very own in the mail right before the first Sunday of December. I love it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-He7oc-s_KzM/Tu6wgdyU3RI/AAAAAAAAEd8/SBE2LeLX2Fw/s1600/IMG_0207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687677451213528338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-He7oc-s_KzM/Tu6wgdyU3RI/AAAAAAAAEd8/SBE2LeLX2Fw/s320/IMG_0207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each Sunday we light a candle, read some scriptures, sing a song, and eat treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F6CGDmGQK9M/Tu6wfd5CerI/AAAAAAAAEdw/C7oUtIeIBu0/s1600/IMG_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687677434061814450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F6CGDmGQK9M/Tu6wfd5CerI/AAAAAAAAEdw/C7oUtIeIBu0/s320/IMG_0208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week we lit the Anticipation candle. We talked about the anticipation of the Christ Child, the prophecies that foretold his birth, and the excitement we feel as Christmas draws closer. Each week when we ask what the first candle is, Ashlyn always excitedly raises her hand. "It's the recipator", "It's the ancipatey", etc. She'll get it right one of these times! However she says it, she always knows what it means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A289sU5QDd0/Tu6we1-vI8I/AAAAAAAAEdk/SJiRaeSx40s/s1600/IMG_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687677423348294594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A289sU5QDd0/Tu6we1-vI8I/AAAAAAAAEdk/SJiRaeSx40s/s320/IMG_0209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second week is the Concern for Others candle. We talked about how we can serve and care for other people like the Savior did. I loved the ideas the kids came up with for ways that they can better love their fellowmen, especially at school. They're good kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DyO61ISJk1g/Tu6weVOUseI/AAAAAAAAEdY/JFVNtnhZxak/s1600/IMG_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687677414555300322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DyO61ISJk1g/Tu6weVOUseI/AAAAAAAAEdY/JFVNtnhZxak/s320/IMG_0211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third week is the Light of the World candle or the Joy candle. We are so thankful for the light that Christ brings into our lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k-XHHRDIILg/Tu6wRmJz-hI/AAAAAAAAEdQ/0uTNEGUYtms/s1600/IMG_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687677195761482258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k-XHHRDIILg/Tu6wRmJz-hI/AAAAAAAAEdQ/0uTNEGUYtms/s320/IMG_0213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, the fourth week, was the Gifts for Christ candle. We talked about what gifts were given to the baby Jesus by everyone, not just the wisemen and what gifts we can give to Jesus now. It's a really great thing to ponder. Ashlyn was very quick to offer up our home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ian never lit a candle, but he did spend quite a bit of time trying to blow them out. He deserved a nose to the wall several times, but finally landed it when he pushed over my little tree. He's a stinker!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WM_3ZtjdFjI/Tu6wRZb3knI/AAAAAAAAEdA/YrwTUOnc10U/s1600/IMG_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687677192347554418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WM_3ZtjdFjI/Tu6wRZb3knI/AAAAAAAAEdA/YrwTUOnc10U/s320/IMG_0214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thankful for the extra opportunities to talk about and ponder the birth and life of our Savior, and especially to teach my children of Him. What a wonderful season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-7974597170025296427?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7974597170025296427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=7974597170025296427' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/7974597170025296427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/7974597170025296427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-candles.html' title='Advent Candles'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-He7oc-s_KzM/Tu6wgdyU3RI/AAAAAAAAEd8/SBE2LeLX2Fw/s72-c/IMG_0207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-8583111269802760411</id><published>2011-12-18T19:05:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T19:20:45.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ian's Sandboxes</title><content type='html'>The weather has been so COLD this winter! We've already had a few freezes, which is not the norm. I've been waiting for winter so that we could go on bike rides and picnics and play at the park, but that has not been the case. Our first freeze we picked all our oranges, covered our trees and bushes and brought in my potted rose bush. There is ALWAYS a reason why it is so quiet, although I'm usually enjoying it so much that I don't realize it's been so quiet before it's too late. Ian really enjoyed my rose bush the few days it was in. DVD's make really great shovels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7i4kZMIYB4I/Tu6O-ReRonI/AAAAAAAAEc0/_MWy3Jl2F-w/s1600/IMG_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687640579908936306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7i4kZMIYB4I/Tu6O-ReRonI/AAAAAAAAEc0/_MWy3Jl2F-w/s320/IMG_0119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tQeGoyAdj-A/Tu6OlgwXSJI/AAAAAAAAEco/KyKv5_a8sBA/s1600/IMG_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687640154514606226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tQeGoyAdj-A/Tu6OlgwXSJI/AAAAAAAAEco/KyKv5_a8sBA/s320/IMG_0140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was making biscuits the other morning and walked away for a minute (always a mistake), only to return to a boy who had pushed over a chair, climbed into the drawer, and was shoveling flour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hsly-mqmCE4/Tu6ORBq5QGI/AAAAAAAAEcc/ykFrxR7TRqM/s1600/IMG_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687639802572783714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hsly-mqmCE4/Tu6ORBq5QGI/AAAAAAAAEcc/ykFrxR7TRqM/s320/IMG_0190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked out the perfect spot for a sandbox months ago and it is mostly cleared. Guess I need to just get it done. This boy needs a place to dig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fNfWpgWgMrU/Tu6OHzumTLI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/MNRLNyqy7uA/s1600/IMG_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687639644211399858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fNfWpgWgMrU/Tu6OHzumTLI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/MNRLNyqy7uA/s320/IMG_0111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-8583111269802760411?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8583111269802760411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=8583111269802760411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/8583111269802760411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/8583111269802760411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/ians-sandboxes.html' title='Ian&apos;s Sandboxes'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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/-7i4kZMIYB4I/Tu6O-ReRonI/AAAAAAAAEc0/_MWy3Jl2F-w/s72-c/IMG_0119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-3662873539904403220</id><published>2011-12-18T16:35:00.021-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T18:21:02.811-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trimming the Tree</title><content type='html'>Picking out our Christmas tree is one of our most favorite traditions. We've gone from the sad little lot where Eric and I got our first (almost their last) tree, to cutting it in the forest, to tree farms, to Walmart, to tree lots, etc., etc.. Every year we feel our tree is the most perfect and the most best. The last few years we've started picking a bound tree and looking forward to the grand unveiling when we cut the cords at home. We still have requirements - heighth, shape (you can still tell a lot when it's bound), health, etc. This year after rejecting Walmart and Costco we ended up at Lowe's for our perfect tree hunt. Let the games begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbliXyk77xw/Tu58SKsXdSI/AAAAAAAAEcE/wWGftnn_zMY/s1600/IMG_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687620030965445922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbliXyk77xw/Tu58SKsXdSI/AAAAAAAAEcE/wWGftnn_zMY/s320/IMG_0097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter is never one to pass up a higher vantage point. I think it definitely helped. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric and I found several good ones, but apparently height was the kids' main objective this year. We gave them a certain price range and then they hunted for the tallest one. Finally we found a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O7PTMufEwMM/Tu58Mo8rSAI/AAAAAAAAEb4/nbnqNAesZMY/s1600/IMG_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687619936007702530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O7PTMufEwMM/Tu58Mo8rSAI/AAAAAAAAEb4/nbnqNAesZMY/s320/IMG_0098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn and Ian were thrilled. It was freezing and raining. We know how to pick a good tree finding night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aHRCoOV_J_Q/Tu58HfPfw_I/AAAAAAAAEbs/yqAZvmiLbes/s1600/IMG_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687619847502939122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aHRCoOV_J_Q/Tu58HfPfw_I/AAAAAAAAEbs/yqAZvmiLbes/s320/IMG_0099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac left his sweatshirt at a football game and his jacket at school. "Better remember to bring it home next time! I'm taking Ian and Ashlyn inside. Guard the tree!" - Like anyone else was out there looking for one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HNTfuk3YrpU/Tu575vYjebI/AAAAAAAAEbg/T2hcYQF9IzA/s1600/IMG_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687619611317729714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HNTfuk3YrpU/Tu575vYjebI/AAAAAAAAEbg/T2hcYQF9IzA/s320/IMG_0100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look happy about it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yr065E_VYLA/Tu570KbBHOI/AAAAAAAAEbY/Q4GlGugDPK0/s1600/IMG_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687619515496602850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yr065E_VYLA/Tu570KbBHOI/AAAAAAAAEbY/Q4GlGugDPK0/s320/IMG_0101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got it home to begin our three day process. First night - set up. Second night - lights. Third night - ornaments. We like to drag things out as long as humanly possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-51haplCwP34/Tu57tNh2H5I/AAAAAAAAEbI/2QuhiXC8m1k/s1600/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687619396071464850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-51haplCwP34/Tu57tNh2H5I/AAAAAAAAEbI/2QuhiXC8m1k/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sfG7N2d5vAg/Tu57oKN-FbI/AAAAAAAAEa8/Br3luEJ-cFo/s1600/IMG_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687619309283448242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sfG7N2d5vAg/Tu57oKN-FbI/AAAAAAAAEa8/Br3luEJ-cFo/s320/IMG_0105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YcI76M0cykw/Tu57f-rW-wI/AAAAAAAAEaw/ogivFQhYZXk/s1600/IMG_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687619168746535682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YcI76M0cykw/Tu57f-rW-wI/AAAAAAAAEaw/ogivFQhYZXk/s320/IMG_0106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-dah and SCORE! A whole foot taller than it was marked. Nice find, boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dX1DnEfuAxE/Tu57YU0uUNI/AAAAAAAAEak/4cIAv1s00fo/s1600/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687619037252440274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dX1DnEfuAxE/Tu57YU0uUNI/AAAAAAAAEak/4cIAv1s00fo/s320/IMG_0110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter was the lucky star placer this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CgvLeIAqg7Q/Tu57Q-nYJYI/AAAAAAAAEaY/PUAnhiLWf0o/s1600/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687618911031797122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CgvLeIAqg7Q/Tu57Q-nYJYI/AAAAAAAAEaY/PUAnhiLWf0o/s320/IMG_0113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jMyYjafsxP0/Tu57GawgovI/AAAAAAAAEaM/7yWj1Fdzm-Q/s1600/IMG_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687618729607734002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jMyYjafsxP0/Tu57GawgovI/AAAAAAAAEaM/7yWj1Fdzm-Q/s320/IMG_0114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the ornament placing begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x0mOGBr1Vig/Tu56_SCH00I/AAAAAAAAEaA/CP9sKgTcxLk/s1600/IMG_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687618607006602050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x0mOGBr1Vig/Tu56_SCH00I/AAAAAAAAEaA/CP9sKgTcxLk/s320/IMG_0120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uFnxUYFCEk4/Tu56034r2VI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/kx_LtH_pD08/s1600/IMG_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687618428189006162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uFnxUYFCEk4/Tu56034r2VI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/kx_LtH_pD08/s320/IMG_0126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KQN6edgi63g/Tu56uDqcDHI/AAAAAAAAEZo/-g6I5hZkYJw/s1600/IMG_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687618311091391602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KQN6edgi63g/Tu56uDqcDHI/AAAAAAAAEZo/-g6I5hZkYJw/s320/IMG_0132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlG6x4Wn2SE/Tu56pAL097I/AAAAAAAAEZc/Kg96E4oo0NE/s1600/IMG_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687618224258348978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlG6x4Wn2SE/Tu56pAL097I/AAAAAAAAEZc/Kg96E4oo0NE/s320/IMG_0133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be fooled. Those ornaments are &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; going on the tree. In fact the whole bottom third of our tree is devoid of beads and ornaments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o8Foi1jzadA/Tu56iCgYC4I/AAAAAAAAEZQ/YGfSHF7GEvw/s1600/IMG_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687618104622320514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o8Foi1jzadA/Tu56iCgYC4I/AAAAAAAAEZQ/YGfSHF7GEvw/s320/IMG_0135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OBAi1G53uX0/Tu56YBYxv8I/AAAAAAAAEZE/ZX2h-sJlp2Y/s1600/IMG_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687617932523323330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OBAi1G53uX0/Tu56YBYxv8I/AAAAAAAAEZE/ZX2h-sJlp2Y/s320/IMG_0136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is a broom swinging into my picture. Weilded by non other than Ian. He has been a joy with our Christmas decorations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ohL-N5OQCuw/Tu56NA49tvI/AAAAAAAAEY4/5bbm_FfXAZk/s1600/IMG_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687617743411328754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ohL-N5OQCuw/Tu56NA49tvI/AAAAAAAAEY4/5bbm_FfXAZk/s320/IMG_0138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-22VOPgxPbDs/Tu56D8H9M1I/AAAAAAAAEYs/z6yobbx-H90/s1600/IMG_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687617587513209682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-22VOPgxPbDs/Tu56D8H9M1I/AAAAAAAAEYs/z6yobbx-H90/s320/IMG_0139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few years back Walmart taught us that if you put in a can of lemon lime soda, a cap of bleach, and then fill the rest of your stand with water that it extends the life of your tree. It works like a charm. Unfortunately, it took us &lt;em&gt;after &lt;/em&gt;our three days of decorating to realize that our carpet was soggy and that our tree stand was leaking. Thanks to a super awesome friend who volunteered her stand and her husband, we were able to successful switch out stands on a fully decorated Christmas tree without mishap. Miracle! My carpet, however, was not as lucky as our tree. The bleach was a double edged sword. No mold, but I have a nice bleach stain on my rug now. Guess I'll just have to go buy something to put on it once our tree is gone...;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were finished with it all, I stepped back and looked at the single branch with 50 ornaments, the bare bottom third of our tree, and our crooked star and thought once again, "Our tree is the most perfect and the most best."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-3662873539904403220?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3662873539904403220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=3662873539904403220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3662873539904403220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3662873539904403220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/trimming-tree.html' title='Trimming the Tree'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LbliXyk77xw/Tu58SKsXdSI/AAAAAAAAEcE/wWGftnn_zMY/s72-c/IMG_0097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-8645073959544575450</id><published>2011-11-26T16:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T16:34:51.495-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving was wonderful as always! It's definitely a top pick for favorite holiday. We went to Gilbert this year and had it with Cari's family. Our good friends from med school, the Galloway's joined us also. The moment we arrived on Wednesday evening, Cari and I headed to the grocery store to get our goods and then cooked and baked until the main event at 2 the next day. At least it seemed like it! We were able to sneak in a morning run to offset our all day piggery, but I'm not sure if even a marathon could properly balance out our feast. We had all the normal traditional stuff. Lots and lots of it - including two fried turkeys! We way over cooked for the amount of people we had there, but the leftovers were great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z5_ek9t9U5o/TuUpCFni9dI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p-9sDv5NqWU/s1600/IMG_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684995220469642706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z5_ek9t9U5o/TuUpCFni9dI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p-9sDv5NqWU/s320/IMG_0087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a whole day of feasting and fun, the only picture I got was of Ian digging in to Amanda's Pumpkin Mousse Cake. Excellent choice on his part. It was yummy! It does a pretty good job illustrating the event, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, and snacking, and picking, and snacking some more, we headed out to the stores for Black Friday shopping that was not on Black Friday. What are they going to call it now? Walmart went pretty smooth for us, although the whole event never ceases to amaze me. It's just stuff, people! We were done with Walmart at a little after 10, so we headed over to Target to see what the situation was there. It didn't open until midnight and the line to get in wrapped all the way to the back of the store when we arrived. It was cold and raining, but I was about to save $25, so we decided to join in on the fun. However, if we're going to do something, we're going to do it right. So Cari dropped me off in line, shivering (I forgot my jacket in Kimberly's cart at Wal-Mart) and went back home for supplies. She soon returned with lawn chairs, blankets, and hot chocolate. We're generally the envy of the crowd. ;) Cyndi joined us soon and then Stacie arrived right after the doors opened. I don't think I'd ever do the shopping by myself, but it's fun to go and spend time with my sisters. Why we don't stay home and play games, I don't know, but it's fun all the same! We hung out with Kimmie at Wal-Mart, but we left before her and she never made it to Target. Done by 2 am and then we didn't have to get up super early in the morning. Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was another really nice day. We gathered at a park near Cari's house to celebrate Kinnedy's birthday. Stacie, Kimberly, Steven, Cari and I (and fams) were all able to make it. After my previous day of gluttony, I was content to claim a lawn chair and never move. However, my plans never really work out the way I plan and this backfire was a good one. We started with a little football, but soon evolved into a serious capture the flag game. I'm not sure any of us can remember the last time we sprinted (or attempted to). It was a lot of fun and will be a great memory. We may have to make it a point to get off our lazy behinds more often. Maybe our muscles won't be so sore the next day then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the only picture I took on Friday. Aunt Cari and Uncle Garrett's garage is pretty much the coolest place ever. Ian would stay out there all day if we let him. He was just chillin' for a minute enjoying some snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FGTQ9I2UVD4/TuUo4IT_pRI/AAAAAAAAEYU/dvzfdVdsUeI/s1600/IMG_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684995049394251026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FGTQ9I2UVD4/TuUo4IT_pRI/AAAAAAAAEYU/dvzfdVdsUeI/s320/IMG_0093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hope everyone was able to enjoy the holiday as much as we did. I love spending a little extra time thinking about my many blessings and especially spending time with so many of them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-8645073959544575450?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8645073959544575450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=8645073959544575450' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/8645073959544575450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/8645073959544575450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z5_ek9t9U5o/TuUpCFni9dI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p-9sDv5NqWU/s72-c/IMG_0087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-6750926292691180702</id><published>2011-11-23T17:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T21:34:06.335-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I see yellow!</title><content type='html'>On November 18 at 6:30pm (this is a date and time that was made positive that we did NOT forget!) Carter tested for his first belt in Karate. Hooray! He was SOOO excited. Normally, Carter has no patience for me and the camera. However, he was very willing participant for a complete photo shoot before this special event - even insisting on a picture with all of his siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWkZcT3Fq6c/TtLOsoXCrpI/AAAAAAAAEYI/aGB1Xc-mAbY/s1600/IMG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679829346211245714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWkZcT3Fq6c/TtLOsoXCrpI/AAAAAAAAEYI/aGB1Xc-mAbY/s320/IMG_0032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKQV4AwivUo/TtLOiyS0NjI/AAAAAAAAEX8/vl1wHtiFgv0/s1600/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679829177079182898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKQV4AwivUo/TtLOiyS0NjI/AAAAAAAAEX8/vl1wHtiFgv0/s320/IMG_0033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qtu6G141Ibw/TtLOcYKz8BI/AAAAAAAAEXw/R6PZZyqjKjs/s1600/IMG_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679829066987073554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qtu6G141Ibw/TtLOcYKz8BI/AAAAAAAAEXw/R6PZZyqjKjs/s320/IMG_0034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N16VXa6p0SU/TtLOT4Q3SvI/AAAAAAAAEXk/0kHSCRx8VsY/s1600/IMG_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679828920983571186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N16VXa6p0SU/TtLOT4Q3SvI/AAAAAAAAEXk/0kHSCRx8VsY/s320/IMG_0035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pShFfo_Dwwk/TtLODQXMfUI/AAAAAAAAEXY/R6tsrtR9Mi0/s1600/IMG_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679828635394800962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pShFfo_Dwwk/TtLODQXMfUI/AAAAAAAAEXY/R6tsrtR9Mi0/s320/IMG_0036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pow-wow with his karate instructor, Marianne Morrill - 3rd Degree Blackbelt, before his testing began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ca0JB7shA-E/TtLN8TAMfEI/AAAAAAAAEXM/UGQkb4KCI9k/s1600/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679828515844553794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ca0JB7shA-E/TtLN8TAMfEI/AAAAAAAAEXM/UGQkb4KCI9k/s320/IMG_0041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takes his karate very serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eiJqH-YGSQE/TtLNycQNSLI/AAAAAAAAEXA/5xWlne4IB3s/s1600/IMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679828346528942258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eiJqH-YGSQE/TtLNycQNSLI/AAAAAAAAEXA/5xWlne4IB3s/s320/IMG_0042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did such a great job! He knew everything she called out without hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rxFoAIApWLg/TtLNnVjpaaI/AAAAAAAAEW0/_gE8Zwmi-zM/s1600/IMG_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679828155752868258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rxFoAIApWLg/TtLNnVjpaaI/AAAAAAAAEW0/_gE8Zwmi-zM/s320/IMG_0049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BSDCCtokh-g/TtLNbskp2vI/AAAAAAAAEWo/xH73ZGgqHJE/s1600/IMG_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679827955772676850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BSDCCtokh-g/TtLNbskp2vI/AAAAAAAAEWo/xH73ZGgqHJE/s320/IMG_0051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4L01G0_caC0/TtLM6Mwq_6I/AAAAAAAAEWc/9AC0VMtllkU/s1600/IMG_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679827380297465762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4L01G0_caC0/TtLM6Mwq_6I/AAAAAAAAEWc/9AC0VMtllkU/s320/IMG_0052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does he have the pride of a little color in his belt, but he also got to move up to the youth class from Lil' Dragons. Almost better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xXZfgK0Jfjw/TtLMmN0emTI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/nBwSuT_tcCk/s1600/IMG_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679827036984482098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xXZfgK0Jfjw/TtLMmN0emTI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/nBwSuT_tcCk/s320/IMG_0058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he's a pretty gosh darn handsome yellow belt myself. Way to go, Carter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DQO1rFnig7s/TtLMYqmtHLI/AAAAAAAAEWE/8XK_TZYgD6w/s1600/IMG_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679826804193172658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DQO1rFnig7s/TtLMYqmtHLI/AAAAAAAAEWE/8XK_TZYgD6w/s320/IMG_0060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-6750926292691180702?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6750926292691180702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=6750926292691180702' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/6750926292691180702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/6750926292691180702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-see-yellow.html' title='I see yellow!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWkZcT3Fq6c/TtLOsoXCrpI/AAAAAAAAEYI/aGB1Xc-mAbY/s72-c/IMG_0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-8148173962994085949</id><published>2011-11-11T17:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T17:35:30.244-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Veteran's Day Performance</title><content type='html'>The fourth graders did a Veteran's Day Concert this year. Each of them wore a name tag of a family member or friend who is a veteran. Isaac's tag proudly displayed his great grandfathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uw8OCdM7dfI/TtLHbgL1KpI/AAAAAAAAEV4/1kSdtt6ClUY/s1600/IMG_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679821355377568402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uw8OCdM7dfI/TtLHbgL1KpI/AAAAAAAAEV4/1kSdtt6ClUY/s320/IMG_0017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also tried out for a piano solo and entertained us all with "Stars and Stripes Forever." He did a fabulous job! I love that he never lets an opportunity go by to use his talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are very grateful for all those who have fought and continue to fight to preserve our freedoms. 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My sister Cari's friend invited her to do a duathlon with her in Casa Grande at the beginning of November. When she told me about it, I wanted to hop on board. I told my friend Tammy about it, and she was excited, so we decided to do it! I'm lucky Tammy signed up because Cari bailed on me! (That's right - I'm telling EVERYONE!) I wanted to train hard - I really did - but due to crazy schedules, the sun coming up later, eternally flat tires, etc., etc., my training was somewhat casual and sporadic. Knowing I was unprepared, I had butterflies in my stomach for a week before the race. Last night I didn't sleep well at all. There was a big wind/rain storm most of the night that kept me awake, except for an hour here and there when I was having very uncomfortable dreams about giant hills. After throwing out two burnt pieces of toast and brushing my teeth, I rode to Tammy's house to load up at 5:30a. After going the wrong way only twice, we made it with plenty of time in our matching clearanced Halloween shirts to get set up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4YJ4lrHQFoQ/TrXnvrNHOhI/AAAAAAAAEVg/Cmy-c4Xq01c/s1600/IMG_9946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671694111980599826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4YJ4lrHQFoQ/TrXnvrNHOhI/AAAAAAAAEVg/Cmy-c4Xq01c/s320/IMG_9946.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the race. It was supposed to be pretty cold, but was actually perfect once we got going. Thank goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My major goal going into the race was to finish without walking. In the back of my head I really didn't want to come in last and if I finished in 1 hr and 40 mins, then that would be nice - but I wasn't holding my breath for either one of those. The first 1.5 mile run went great and I finished in less than a 10 min mile (which is what I've been running lately). I made me a playlist with songs for running, biking, running (I like different songs for different things) and timed them with my goals so I could keep track. I didn't want to time or pace because I didn't want it to add to my anxiety. It was the bike ride that killed me. Riding a bike seems like a piece of cake, but 10.5 miles of it was harder than I thought it would be. That's where I killed my time - and my bottom. It was a little sad watching bike after bike after bike passing me. There was a triathlon at the same time, same course, so there were quite a few people and it got to the point that I wasn't sure there was anyone left behind me. But last or no, I finally pulled in and parked that blasted bike. I assumed that I would shuffle the last three miles saddle style, but after I got going I actually felt really good. The course so far had been pretty flat, but I was pretty nervous when I turned the first corner of the second run to see that the course went through the wash and desert. Washes aren't flat and I thought they were nuts to make me try and go up and down little hills in the dirt after torturing my legs the way that I just had. Luckily, the dirt was pretty packed down. If it had been loose sand I would have sat down and cried. But like I said, I was feeling good and surprised myself at how well I took the wash and was actually passing people. It was the last mile of the race that was the worst. My fire finally burned out and I didn't think I was going to make it. I didn't want to stop, but it was going on FOREVER! Somehow I pulled through and it was the best feeling picking up speed to cross the finish line with them announcing my name that I had done it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--SXsxK3f8jE/TrXnYHoZGAI/AAAAAAAAEVU/pSlStjXdl98/s1600/IMG_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671693707294349314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--SXsxK3f8jE/TrXnYHoZGAI/AAAAAAAAEVU/pSlStjXdl98/s320/IMG_0014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the race on the way home. We were pretty proud of ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The results of my goals were 1) YES! I did it without stopping. 2) HOORAY! I didn't come in last. I was 36th out of 44. 3) SO CLOSE! My time was 1 hr and 48 mins. I'd really like to try another one and see if I can improve my time. I really enjoyed myself! I learned a few things for the next one, though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Spend some time on a bike. Running more than once or twice a week (sometimes every other week) would be beneficial also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Mountain bikes are no competition for road bikes. (I decided that was the reason everyone was passing me. It had nothing to do with their incredibly muscular legs!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Not worth the anxiety and loss of sleep. It's all for fun anyway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) ABOVE ALL, get a pair of padded bike shorts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-2925114765393547053?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2925114765393547053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=2925114765393547053' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/2925114765393547053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/2925114765393547053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/duathlete.html' title='Duathlete!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4YJ4lrHQFoQ/TrXnvrNHOhI/AAAAAAAAEVg/Cmy-c4Xq01c/s72-c/IMG_9946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-6497873124056561958</id><published>2011-11-04T20:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T21:06:29.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!</title><content type='html'>Carter lost his first tooth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bdiM6PSPclM/TrXqQhE8gFI/AAAAAAAAEVs/7fKeUQABbuk/s1600/IMG_9945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671696875220926546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bdiM6PSPclM/TrXqQhE8gFI/AAAAAAAAEVs/7fKeUQABbuk/s320/IMG_9945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This kid has been wiggling firmly planted teeth for a LONG time. It was super exciting when one of them was actually loose! But of course, it still had to be a long process. His permanent tooth grew in behind his baby one, so it wasn't making it fall out. After a month or two, we finally made him wiggle it day and night. He hasn't put it under his pillow for the tooth fairy yet, because it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; his very first lost tooth. He's not quite ready to part with it yet. We'll see if maybe the tooth fairy will just let him hang on to this one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-6497873124056561958?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6497873124056561958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=6497873124056561958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/6497873124056561958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/6497873124056561958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/finally.html' title='FINALLY!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bdiM6PSPclM/TrXqQhE8gFI/AAAAAAAAEVs/7fKeUQABbuk/s72-c/IMG_9945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-3276611220186767413</id><published>2011-10-23T17:59:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T18:35:24.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SEVEN!</title><content type='html'>On September 28th, Carter turned SEVEN! We started the morning off with a pile full of presents. He's a hard kid to shop for with his wild imagination, but I think Grandma and Grandpa nailed it with a kids woodworking book and gift card to Home Depot. He's always up to hardware stores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hyl1SUENxyk/TqSfbGGODRI/AAAAAAAAEVI/4y-NWlJWK3c/s1600/IMG_9627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666829518980910354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hyl1SUENxyk/TqSfbGGODRI/AAAAAAAAEVI/4y-NWlJWK3c/s320/IMG_9627.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided he wasn't quite old enough for the electric saw and drill that he requested, so we settled with his first hand saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LW1-xSpCDGE/TqSfPNMUpcI/AAAAAAAAEU8/U_etimwJcxk/s1600/IMG_9629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666829314727126466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LW1-xSpCDGE/TqSfPNMUpcI/AAAAAAAAEU8/U_etimwJcxk/s320/IMG_9629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big treat was his new bow and arrow. Now he doesn't have to share Isaac's anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ecC7ASVhEwc/TqSfESDrC7I/AAAAAAAAEUw/jQOaTRqVwbQ/s1600/IMG_9631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666829127054461874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ecC7ASVhEwc/TqSfESDrC7I/AAAAAAAAEUw/jQOaTRqVwbQ/s320/IMG_9631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty impressive! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ym2gaYp1Bgo/TqSei_8hYuI/AAAAAAAAEUk/A0DMPEHSXj8/s1600/IMG_9654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666828555256947426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ym2gaYp1Bgo/TqSei_8hYuI/AAAAAAAAEUk/A0DMPEHSXj8/s320/IMG_9654.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up extra early so that I could get to Crispy Creme's and back AND have time to open presents before Eric had to leave for work. Much to my dismay (after driving for 10 min.), our Crispy Creme closed down so we had to pay for Safeway (just around the corner) donuts instead of getting our free, melt in your mouth, dozen. Carter was still happy...we let him light his own candle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_JT4bUt7fLE/TqSdv0oYHRI/AAAAAAAAEUY/md5hKf_cJqk/s1600/IMG_9634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666827676046335250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_JT4bUt7fLE/TqSdv0oYHRI/AAAAAAAAEUY/md5hKf_cJqk/s320/IMG_9634.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up Subway and took it to Carter's school to have lunch with him. On my way out, I picked up a pale and fevered Isaac and brought him home with me. He was pretty bummed to miss out on the rest of the day's activities. Especially dinner that night because Carter got to invite two friends to go to MONKEY BUSINESS! YEA! I had to miss out, too, but still had loads of fun cleaning up the puke that Ian (not Isaac) decided to dispense all over me and the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QQMIOb7CFM8/TqSdWWRqkvI/AAAAAAAAEUM/2F3t8Kq1wKk/s1600/IMG_9641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666827238401282802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QQMIOb7CFM8/TqSdWWRqkvI/AAAAAAAAEUM/2F3t8Kq1wKk/s320/IMG_9641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel, Bryant, and Carter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we had some Navy Ship cake and ice cream. My friend, Tammy, came over to teach me the fine art of fondant and this is what I ended up with. It was a lot of fun. Not exactly what my head pictured, but sometimes my head outthinks my abilities! He loved it and that's what I was going for. Next time I'll make sure she stays until the end....:) Thanks for your help, Tammy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nDABRVYaCUQ/TqSdLFGXn5I/AAAAAAAAEUA/B-35mU5cvwk/s1600/IMG_9643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666827044811939730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nDABRVYaCUQ/TqSdLFGXn5I/AAAAAAAAEUA/B-35mU5cvwk/s320/IMG_9643.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uQ_7X-iNFDI/TqSc4DHyMFI/AAAAAAAAET0/wkUyvRSXDPU/s1600/IMG_9644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666826717863489618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uQ_7X-iNFDI/TqSc4DHyMFI/AAAAAAAAET0/wkUyvRSXDPU/s320/IMG_9644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OSl0ghhkMlU/TqScrjnwYpI/AAAAAAAAETo/AbT1P8DQ52I/s1600/IMG_9647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666826503249224338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OSl0ghhkMlU/TqScrjnwYpI/AAAAAAAAETo/AbT1P8DQ52I/s320/IMG_9647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carter is definitely the life of our little family. He has so many crazy ideas and a cute little smirk to match. I think sometimes his brain outthinks his abilities, too, but I love that he builds cardboard ships that will "really sail" and paper parachutes that he tries to use off of his bunkbed. I feel very fortunate that we're seven years down and no trips to the ER. (Knock on wood!) Happy Birthday Carter Boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-3276611220186767413?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3276611220186767413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=3276611220186767413' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3276611220186767413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3276611220186767413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/seven.html' title='SEVEN!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hyl1SUENxyk/TqSfbGGODRI/AAAAAAAAEVI/4y-NWlJWK3c/s72-c/IMG_9627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-8815464071603328806</id><published>2011-10-23T17:16:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T17:58:34.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ian, Soccer Action, Ian, More, and Ian</title><content type='html'>I was looking through pictures so I could update and this sweet little face kept popping up every other picture or so. He's no specific event, but he's definitely still a main event around our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AOpod9cK4yQ/TqSXspgs0CI/AAAAAAAAETc/gh3-bKiG2kA/s1600/IMG_9552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 306px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666821024451973154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AOpod9cK4yQ/TqSXspgs0CI/AAAAAAAAETc/gh3-bKiG2kA/s320/IMG_9552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pYtzMf45b6A/TqSXMtqNXII/AAAAAAAAETQ/gv3PaBEpiHM/s1600/IMG_9541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666820475809782914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pYtzMf45b6A/TqSXMtqNXII/AAAAAAAAETQ/gv3PaBEpiHM/s320/IMG_9541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got a couple of pictures of Isaac in soccer action. We generally either forget our camera, or forget to take pictures when we do have it. He's doing great this year and really enjoying it. He scored his first goal of the season yesterday and was super excited. Way to go! He's especially good at playing defense and rarely lets a ball get by. He's a good hustler and keeps going even when he's pooped. After practice last week his coach told me "Isaac is such a fun kid." I love soccer season and watching his games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DWplSHZV00g/TqSWptXEw4I/AAAAAAAAETE/FrDFPBeb-tk/s1600/IMG_9656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666819874434106242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DWplSHZV00g/TqSWptXEw4I/AAAAAAAAETE/FrDFPBeb-tk/s320/IMG_9656.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ouLcg3x1Y4/TqSWeQI-o2I/AAAAAAAAES4/wmzQyUwtACE/s1600/IMG_9664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666819677611795298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ouLcg3x1Y4/TqSWeQI-o2I/AAAAAAAAES4/wmzQyUwtACE/s320/IMG_9664.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dwfXq6bj_Io/TqSWJL6so6I/AAAAAAAAESs/gU8iNY4lMxo/s1600/IMG_9662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666819315700900770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dwfXq6bj_Io/TqSWJL6so6I/AAAAAAAAESs/gU8iNY4lMxo/s320/IMG_9662.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How did this picture get here?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ogmrpzKLFxU/TqSV29qu1II/AAAAAAAAESg/Y107KKFQcFI/s1600/IMG_9665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666819002638193794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ogmrpzKLFxU/TqSV29qu1II/AAAAAAAAESg/Y107KKFQcFI/s320/IMG_9665.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This September 16th, my Dad turned 60! Such an old man! We had a great John Deere themed party down in Thatcher (no pics) and I provided the pinatas. Ian's no dummy. He knows what to do when his mommy is distracted and in a time crunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r6opbK9eHac/TqSVqQkivKI/AAAAAAAAESU/4iUgQua8nzU/s1600/IMG_9589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666818784374209698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r6opbK9eHac/TqSVqQkivKI/AAAAAAAAESU/4iUgQua8nzU/s320/IMG_9589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the tractor pinata for the kids and the hay bale for the adults. They were pretty sturdy and we had a great time whacking at them. I think we even lost a whacker! Nothing like getting out a little aggression with those you love most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--6_KqoF9jww/TqSVfMfQ-DI/AAAAAAAAESI/8ojsTQlTzOE/s1600/IMG_9590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666818594299770930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--6_KqoF9jww/TqSVfMfQ-DI/AAAAAAAAESI/8ojsTQlTzOE/s320/IMG_9590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hey there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8v38iba2TU0/TqSVUYsK35I/AAAAAAAAER8/ylCy-ErznkY/s1600/IMG_9655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666818408596561810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8v38iba2TU0/TqSVUYsK35I/AAAAAAAAER8/ylCy-ErznkY/s320/IMG_9655.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn had her first preschool fieldtrip this year to the Arizona Desert Museum. It was perfect after studying about the desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ep17Xcta8NU/TqST9TnJZ0I/AAAAAAAAERw/pdJqD4LOS1A/s1600/IMG_9594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666816912584697666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ep17Xcta8NU/TqST9TnJZ0I/AAAAAAAAERw/pdJqD4LOS1A/s320/IMG_9594.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she looks good with bat ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I463m-eVf8w/TqSTxux0gxI/AAAAAAAAERk/7-xBl0yfDGQ/s1600/IMG_9593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666816713718792978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I463m-eVf8w/TqSTxux0gxI/AAAAAAAAERk/7-xBl0yfDGQ/s320/IMG_9593.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, two of her classmates couldn't make it, but she still had a great time with Jenna and Rebecca!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wJp8S5dFUgI/TqSTmPa5EzI/AAAAAAAAERY/SaSU49SaAN0/s1600/IMG_9597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666816516322562866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wJp8S5dFUgI/TqSTmPa5EzI/AAAAAAAAERY/SaSU49SaAN0/s320/IMG_9597.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Say Cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-be9d18f1d44bc8c2" 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://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe9d18f1d44bc8c2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330309258%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5F17B5AE17AB61EE8192672AFED525C272E191D6.67DB518CADFE45D29CCF4F2B4F2ED4F6653B1CE0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe9d18f1d44bc8c2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Du_cx0Yn5OADQ6skPW_gAm5SArjA&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://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe9d18f1d44bc8c2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330309258%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5F17B5AE17AB61EE8192672AFED525C272E191D6.67DB518CADFE45D29CCF4F2B4F2ED4F6653B1CE0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe9d18f1d44bc8c2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Du_cx0Yn5OADQ6skPW_gAm5SArjA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-8815464071603328806?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8815464071603328806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=8815464071603328806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/8815464071603328806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/8815464071603328806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/ian-soccer-action-ian-more-and-ian.html' title='Ian, Soccer Action, Ian, More, and Ian'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AOpod9cK4yQ/TqSXspgs0CI/AAAAAAAAETc/gh3-bKiG2kA/s72-c/IMG_9552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-2977900665300668143</id><published>2011-10-23T17:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T17:16:53.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a BEAR in here!</title><content type='html'>Isaac completed all of his requirements to receive his Bear in Cub Scouts. Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ASXLZ8WcUj0/TqSRm7VcgSI/AAAAAAAAERM/vCTEfs1pG9Y/s1600/DSCN3594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666814329087623458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ASXLZ8WcUj0/TqSRm7VcgSI/AAAAAAAAERM/vCTEfs1pG9Y/s320/DSCN3594.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I3pPRxm3MLs/TqSReMGwvAI/AAAAAAAAERA/l7dNICMAZsQ/s1600/DSCN3597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666814178970614786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I3pPRxm3MLs/TqSReMGwvAI/AAAAAAAAERA/l7dNICMAZsQ/s320/DSCN3597.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a little reluctant to give me the traditional "mother's salute," but that didn't stop me! I still planted a big one on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-grC_HPJWIVo/TqSRURMru5I/AAAAAAAAEQ0/rbLRJEWvU5I/s1600/DSCN3603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666814008538938258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-grC_HPJWIVo/TqSRURMru5I/AAAAAAAAEQ0/rbLRJEWvU5I/s320/DSCN3603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good job, son! We're proud of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-2977900665300668143?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2977900665300668143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=2977900665300668143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/2977900665300668143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/2977900665300668143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/theres-bear-in-here.html' title='There&apos;s a BEAR in here!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ASXLZ8WcUj0/TqSRm7VcgSI/AAAAAAAAERM/vCTEfs1pG9Y/s72-c/DSCN3594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-2507672753752481427</id><published>2011-09-19T17:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T17:51:36.824-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Strokes for Different Folks</title><content type='html'>Friday was Opposite Day at the boys' school, where the kids were supposed to dress like the teachers and the teachers were supposed to dress like the kids. I had forgotten about it and was shocked when I saw Isaac walk in the kitchen with a button up shirt and nice dress pants on. Button up shirts are the &lt;em&gt;worst things ever&lt;/em&gt; in our house (even though he looks &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; handsome in them!). I asked Carter if he wanted to dress up and he said "No, I just really like being me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that Isaac wants to be involved, even if it mandates the wearing of undesirable clothing. I love that he gets into the spirit of things and wants to participate in everything and really enjoys himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love that Carter is so comfortable with who he is. I love that he doesn't bend with every changing wind and that he stays true to his own little personality, no matter what other people are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are such different boys, but they're both great kids and I'm so lucky to have them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-2507672753752481427?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2507672753752481427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=2507672753752481427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/2507672753752481427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/2507672753752481427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/different-strokes-for-different-folks.html' title='Different Strokes for Different Folks'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-8549110006436026448</id><published>2011-09-19T17:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T17:39:16.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness Stamp</title><content type='html'>Carter and Ashlyn went and got the mail this afternoon and as soon as they brought it in the house, Isaac and Ashlyn started fighting over a dolphin stamp. I told them I didn't want to listen to them fight, to put it on the counter, and I'll decide later who gets it. Of course, later to Ashlyn is every 30 seconds to a minute. After putting her off for the gazillionth time she decided a little reasoning would be her best tactic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, I think that the dolphin stamp should be a forgiveness stamp. Since I do &lt;em&gt;a lot&lt;/em&gt; of bad things, then I think I should get it since it's a forgiveness stamp. So can I have it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has a point, but it may need to go to Ian instead of her. I won't take the time to list all of his offenses, but I wasn't really all that surprised when I was looking for my cell phone that my VCR started to ring when I called it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-8549110006436026448?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8549110006436026448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=8549110006436026448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/8549110006436026448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/8549110006436026448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/forgiveness-stamp.html' title='Forgiveness Stamp'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-5841245666355520545</id><published>2011-09-11T19:42:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:16:19.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Functional</title><content type='html'>Friday I was in the grocery store and we were having an above normal good experience. It had started out bad, with me trying to force Ian in the basket and him screaming and trying to jump out. So I gave in, because I really needed groceries, and let him walk and ride on the side. Besides it taking us twice as long, we actually had a pretty good time. When we were checking out, both Ashlyn and Ian were helping to put the groceries on the belt and then the bags in the cart. There was no screaming, no grabbing things, no "mean face" mom, etc. As we were about to leave, an older gentlemen behind me asked if I could handle a compliment. &lt;br /&gt;"Sure," I said.&lt;br /&gt;"It has been a joy watching you and your &lt;em&gt;functional &lt;/em&gt;family. It has been a real treat. Thank you."&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you. I have really great kids."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes you do."&lt;br /&gt;And then I walked away with watery eyes because we &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; been functional and I really &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; have great kids. So often I feel like we're barely hanging in there and I forget to notice how lucky I am and what a wonderful family I have. Every day isn't perfect - I was lucky he didn't see me earlier in the store - but so many minutes are. I appreciate that man for taking a moment to make my day and help me count my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures that I downloaded. I'm not sure where Carter has been, but Ian has no problem finding the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac had his first rocket derby. It wasn't going as well as he'd hoped. He'd been pretty unlucky with broken rocket parts and snapping rubber bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w5_PqhrdX8I/Tm1YExV-ZMI/AAAAAAAAEQs/jfY-CV5XjX8/s1600/IMG_9475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651269946408068290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w5_PqhrdX8I/Tm1YExV-ZMI/AAAAAAAAEQs/jfY-CV5XjX8/s320/IMG_9475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately he was still able to have a good time. He gave me this goofy pose right before my camera died. It's all I got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4AcKhEQ4uXE/Tm1X-R2RQXI/AAAAAAAAEQk/VkYoWnbVMl0/s1600/IMG_9477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651269834874372466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4AcKhEQ4uXE/Tm1X-R2RQXI/AAAAAAAAEQk/VkYoWnbVMl0/s320/IMG_9477.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian is a constant source of stinkerness. Piano and homework is an interesting production at our house. Ian's usually pounding away, but he can't resist a "cheese" opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CV9XOUswmGs/Tm1X1GXtN_I/AAAAAAAAEQc/ua8HOIboVzc/s1600/IMG_9480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651269677174568946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CV9XOUswmGs/Tm1X1GXtN_I/AAAAAAAAEQc/ua8HOIboVzc/s320/IMG_9480.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves wearing hats and they're always on backwards. He knows he's pretty cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cn7I8MuA_sg/Tm1XsV8uSHI/AAAAAAAAEQU/p9e4BLEio_E/s1600/IMG_9485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651269526737537138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cn7I8MuA_sg/Tm1XsV8uSHI/AAAAAAAAEQU/p9e4BLEio_E/s320/IMG_9485.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn just wanted in on the picture taking action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UT-KEhdpws0/Tm1XjN82A8I/AAAAAAAAEQM/0lFA0clZTck/s1600/IMG_9486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651269369971737538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UT-KEhdpws0/Tm1XjN82A8I/AAAAAAAAEQM/0lFA0clZTck/s320/IMG_9486.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EouyAl4wOjE/Tm1XZG62_PI/AAAAAAAAEQE/N4zElgGE6yI/s1600/IMG_9487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651269196285672690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EouyAl4wOjE/Tm1XZG62_PI/AAAAAAAAEQE/N4zElgGE6yI/s320/IMG_9487.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday we went to Phoenix for my brother's baby blessing and were so lucky that our awesome friends from med school, Polly and Santino, were blessing their baby the same day. David and Amanda (also great med school friends) were able to be there, too. After we left, Eric and I were talking about how we felt just as good and happy seeing them as we had felt with our family earlier that day. We are truly blessed to have such wonderful friends. We couldn't have made it through med school without them and love that they will forever be a part of our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_NiixnR0Xmk/Tm1XCZPvrLI/AAAAAAAAEP8/veOaC3E95bQ/s1600/IMG_9488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651268806068120754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_NiixnR0Xmk/Tm1XCZPvrLI/AAAAAAAAEP8/veOaC3E95bQ/s320/IMG_9488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric, Aubrey, David, Amanda, Polly, Santino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaac was getting ready for soccer practice and couldn't resist giving me a pose. Awesome goalie block if I do say so myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C6VQD9l9bE0/Tm1WXnOs7iI/AAAAAAAAEP0/Tyx4Nqhj1oc/s1600/IMG_9520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651268071087468066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C6VQD9l9bE0/Tm1WXnOs7iI/AAAAAAAAEP0/Tyx4Nqhj1oc/s320/IMG_9520.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had his first game on Saturday and did great! They tied 2-2. He played hard and kept running even though he was really pooped and ready to quit. He didn't play goalie, but did a fabulous job at defense and forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian has decided to take after his brother and play soccer, too. He got the shin guards right, but I'm afraid he'll have to trade in my flip flops for cleats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-icdI6ozlP5c/Tm1V1ixCDfI/AAAAAAAAEPs/ijXM_77O5i4/s1600/IMG_9536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651267485773729266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-icdI6ozlP5c/Tm1V1ixCDfI/AAAAAAAAEPs/ijXM_77O5i4/s320/IMG_9536.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-5841245666355520545?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5841245666355520545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=5841245666355520545' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/5841245666355520545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/5841245666355520545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/functional.html' title='Functional'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w5_PqhrdX8I/Tm1YExV-ZMI/AAAAAAAAEQs/jfY-CV5XjX8/s72-c/IMG_9475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-2539487865436117969</id><published>2011-09-11T18:21:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T19:01:36.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Colossal Caves</title><content type='html'>Over Labor Day weekend our good friends, Jason, Erica and Bryce, from Galveston days came to visit us. They currently live in Alburquerque, but are hoping to move back to the Houston area soon. We're so glad they came before they do! We had such a good time - mostly visiting. On Saturday Erica and I were able to squeeze in kickboxing and a pedicure and the guys took the kids swimming and then went to a movie. Eric was able to get us tickets to the U of A football game that night, so we got a babysitter and hit the town. We were so excited to have free tickets to the game, but by the time we ate all our yummy stadium food and paid for the babysitter, the "free" had lost all of its excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday we went to Colossal Caves in South Tucson. I love caves and am pretty impressed every time. This one was perfect for a baby and small kids. It was a "dead" cave, so even though you're encouraged not to touch anything, it's okay if there's a slip up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-04Eh1INHm3Y/Tm1GCZXNLBI/AAAAAAAAEPU/xf7Q_Oo1ybc/s1600/IMG_9494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651250114401741842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-04Eh1INHm3Y/Tm1GCZXNLBI/AAAAAAAAEPU/xf7Q_Oo1ybc/s320/IMG_9494.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac, Carter, Bryce, Ashlyn, Ian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gO4sk2_rqsg/Tm1F1QUgnRI/AAAAAAAAEPM/UPm5SnMnQOM/s1600/IMG_9496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651249888636214546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gO4sk2_rqsg/Tm1F1QUgnRI/AAAAAAAAEPM/UPm5SnMnQOM/s320/IMG_9496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryce, Carter (in the back), Isaac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C9EfBpCwFHs/Tm1FlYWChbI/AAAAAAAAEPE/cjCt2nF0P24/s1600/IMG_9499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651249615912207794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C9EfBpCwFHs/Tm1FlYWChbI/AAAAAAAAEPE/cjCt2nF0P24/s320/IMG_9499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K-7kSL8yZaA/Tm1FZG56IzI/AAAAAAAAEO8/akB9ORFqGrE/s1600/IMG_9502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651249405072384818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K-7kSL8yZaA/Tm1FZG56IzI/AAAAAAAAEO8/akB9ORFqGrE/s320/IMG_9502.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter and Isaac both got to be helpers and shine the flashlight at a particular point of interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZJqdZ7anS0/Tm1FQVu4L6I/AAAAAAAAEO0/u17WLCw3iHI/s1600/IMG_9503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651249254433828770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZJqdZ7anS0/Tm1FQVu4L6I/AAAAAAAAEO0/u17WLCw3iHI/s320/IMG_9503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hIptm8q1SJc/Tm1D-rtO0vI/AAAAAAAAEOk/wmIqMWEb1bY/s1600/IMG_9505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651247851583230706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hIptm8q1SJc/Tm1D-rtO0vI/AAAAAAAAEOk/wmIqMWEb1bY/s320/IMG_9505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few times we have seen the Yule's, Ashlyn has been very attached to Jason. He had to work a little harder for her affection this time, but in the end he won out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RDTvdPbIgjY/Tm1D4y8OWBI/AAAAAAAAEOc/tl5v1xsniGo/s1600/IMG_9506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651247750445946898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RDTvdPbIgjY/Tm1D4y8OWBI/AAAAAAAAEOc/tl5v1xsniGo/s320/IMG_9506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rSg67B9xNrw/Tm1DkF7k1kI/AAAAAAAAEOU/1TLC8gOm_kI/s1600/IMG_9507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651247394766247490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rSg67B9xNrw/Tm1DkF7k1kI/AAAAAAAAEOU/1TLC8gOm_kI/s320/IMG_9507.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wzlBt3K4_78/Tm1DVSc3dKI/AAAAAAAAEOM/QCoC7ULD9og/s1600/IMG_9508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651247140429067426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wzlBt3K4_78/Tm1DVSc3dKI/AAAAAAAAEOM/QCoC7ULD9og/s320/IMG_9508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica, Jason, Ashlyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EbO-7jZuYiA/Tm1DK9U_IiI/AAAAAAAAEOE/zL22Pkz26hk/s1600/IMG_9509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651246962960179746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EbO-7jZuYiA/Tm1DK9U_IiI/AAAAAAAAEOE/zL22Pkz26hk/s320/IMG_9509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have a park around the caves with different activities, a museum, library, etc. The kids had a sheet to punch holes in at several different areas. Once it was finished, they were able to turn it in for a prize. They all loved their polished shiny rocks. Of course, I didn't get pictures of any of that, because, well, Ian is just really cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T7Z8gP1kJus/Tm1C7ZPXtSI/AAAAAAAAEN8/bN-E_6UxnbI/s1600/IMG_9511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651246695574910242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T7Z8gP1kJus/Tm1C7ZPXtSI/AAAAAAAAEN8/bN-E_6UxnbI/s320/IMG_9511.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, Yules, for a great visit! We can't wait until we see you again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-2539487865436117969?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2539487865436117969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=2539487865436117969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/2539487865436117969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/2539487865436117969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/colossal-caves.html' title='Colossal Caves'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-04Eh1INHm3Y/Tm1GCZXNLBI/AAAAAAAAEPU/xf7Q_Oo1ybc/s72-c/IMG_9494.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-6910504855694223824</id><published>2011-09-11T17:34:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T18:19:49.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Firsts!</title><content type='html'>We've had quite a few firsts lately - the firsts of the firsts being the first day of school! (say that ten times!) This was our first take of all the kids before the boys left for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-At2LpEp6bvc/Tm0_TSGCkvI/AAAAAAAAEN0/5O5hjF6C7ck/s1600/IMG_9458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651242707927077618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-At2LpEp6bvc/Tm0_TSGCkvI/AAAAAAAAEN0/5O5hjF6C7ck/s320/IMG_9458.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was considerably better than the second!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V6At2rZrjf4/Tm097ND2LMI/AAAAAAAAENs/98jxBrP9oxg/s1600/IMG_9459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651241194747210946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V6At2rZrjf4/Tm097ND2LMI/AAAAAAAAENs/98jxBrP9oxg/s320/IMG_9459.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only were they excited for a new school year, but this was the first year that I've let them ride bikes to school. (I made them wait until the second day, though!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XIqokglOYSQ/Tm09vFGf7qI/AAAAAAAAENk/4BpKLP-nMTg/s1600/IMG_9457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651240986452422306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XIqokglOYSQ/Tm09vFGf7qI/AAAAAAAAENk/4BpKLP-nMTg/s320/IMG_9457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter started the first grade. His teachers this year are Mrs. Hanover and Mrs. Rouintree. They are a duo that I've been super impressed with. It should be a great year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fa6FixQeE9s/Tm09iRBcwzI/AAAAAAAAENc/bItqFQuiKBU/s1600/IMG_9463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651240766314169138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fa6FixQeE9s/Tm09iRBcwzI/AAAAAAAAENc/bItqFQuiKBU/s320/IMG_9463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac started the fourth grade. His teacher is Mrs. Melsted. She seems really nice and he has enjoyed being in her class. He also just got voted on to Student Council as one of his class's representatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6tUlnY7Mhw/Tm09SHN8oGI/AAAAAAAAENU/R7Q4A6ZjaCw/s1600/IMG_9461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651240488804327522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6tUlnY7Mhw/Tm09SHN8oGI/AAAAAAAAENU/R7Q4A6ZjaCw/s320/IMG_9461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In they go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j78q15v-G5c/Tm09D2NrROI/AAAAAAAAENM/-ZHwdHgsPAE/s1600/IMG_9464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651240243721618658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j78q15v-G5c/Tm09D2NrROI/AAAAAAAAENM/-ZHwdHgsPAE/s320/IMG_9464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac still lets me hug and kiss him at the door. What a good boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RQq9Hr0Nbc8/Tm082iV6KOI/AAAAAAAAENE/88aYJ3aTrMQ/s1600/IMG_9465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651240015049140450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RQq9Hr0Nbc8/Tm082iV6KOI/AAAAAAAAENE/88aYJ3aTrMQ/s320/IMG_9465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later, Ashlyn had her first day of preschool. We're doing another co-op with friends this year and so far she loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a_0TojwZMEc/Tm08qsltusI/AAAAAAAAEM8/XtB8Uthw9sg/s1600/IMG_9468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651239811641359042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a_0TojwZMEc/Tm08qsltusI/AAAAAAAAEM8/XtB8Uthw9sg/s320/IMG_9468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the first that we've all been waiting anxiously for. Ian's first day of nursery! Hooray! Church has taken on a whole new meaning! If only they had nursery during sacrament meeting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rewwjZNZRgI/Tm08UR2tVqI/AAAAAAAAEM0/xav_LUyzoB4/s1600/IMG_9454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651239426507757218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rewwjZNZRgI/Tm08UR2tVqI/AAAAAAAAEM0/xav_LUyzoB4/s320/IMG_9454.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter has been after us every week for the last two years to sign him up for karate. It finally happened! This is his first day. He looks pretty fierce to me. Watch out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m-Hv2rJcC1Q/Tm07wvSCQNI/AAAAAAAAEMs/eiOmp7bVp8Q/s1600/IMG_9513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651238815931711698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m-Hv2rJcC1Q/Tm07wvSCQNI/AAAAAAAAEMs/eiOmp7bVp8Q/s320/IMG_9513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've only been a couple of times, but it seems to be everything he hoped for and dreamed about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s7NBBqEwT8E/Tm07odo1qpI/AAAAAAAAEMk/i9N-eBmJsM0/s1600/IMG_9514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 235px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651238673756564114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s7NBBqEwT8E/Tm07odo1qpI/AAAAAAAAEMk/i9N-eBmJsM0/s320/IMG_9514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oqTr_5ZPWPQ/Tm07OzH_8SI/AAAAAAAAEMc/ewRzLSJLBQ4/s1600/IMG_9517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651238232847806754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oqTr_5ZPWPQ/Tm07OzH_8SI/AAAAAAAAEMc/ewRzLSJLBQ4/s320/IMG_9517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exciting times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-6910504855694223824?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6910504855694223824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=6910504855694223824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/6910504855694223824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/6910504855694223824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/firsts.html' title='Firsts!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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/-At2LpEp6bvc/Tm0_TSGCkvI/AAAAAAAAEN0/5O5hjF6C7ck/s72-c/IMG_9458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-1632912590398397715</id><published>2011-08-31T14:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T15:09:28.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT a travel log - It was time!</title><content type='html'>Ashlyn always talks about "when I'm a mom..." It's not the usual excitement over babies, etc., it's more like "When I'm a mom I'm going to say to my kids 'Go take a nap'" or "When I'm a mom I'm going to make you (that would be &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;) change all of my babies' diapers." Today I was making her strawberry and chocolate milk (my kids like it mixed - yuck!) and she wanted to spoon it in. I told her that I got to do all of the exciting jobs because I'm the mom, but that I'd let her stir. So of course, that led to "When I'm a mom I'm always going to say 'No, I get to put it in.'" I then told her that when she's a mom, I'm going to be a grandma and that I would spoil all of her kids rotten and then send them home for her to take care of. She quickly replied with "You're not going to be a Grandma, you can just still be a mom and share my kids with me. That way you can take care of them when I want to go to the store and do things." Remind me &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; to live next door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter's homework load has significantly increased from kindergarten to first grade and he's not loving it. You know, it takes five minutes to do, instead of one. Sheesh! One of the things he had to do yesterday was write who the characters were in his reading book in a complete sentence. It's on a worksheet that says "Characters:" and then is followed by a couple of lines for the answer. When I was checking his work, I saw that he only wrote "Bear and kangaroo" - not a complete sentence. After much boohooing, he finally brought me back his worksheet to check. Instead of erasing what he had written and starting over, he added a "The" in front of the preprinted "Characters" and a "were" after it. He was pretty proud of himself and I couldn't help but laugh. "Very clever," I said, "but nice try." School could get interesting with him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian LOVES reading books. Especially with his Dad. The moment Eric walks in the door, Ian is following him around with a book. He can't sit down, or Ian will be on top of him, with book after book. It's not just a few. Last night was the same, but Ian is getting more demanding. Instead of going to Daddy, he expects Daddy to come to him. He grabbed a book, went and sat on the couch, made eye contact with Eric, and then starting patting the couch harder and harder - staring more and more intently with each pat - until Eric caved and went to him. Then he gave him a big smile and snuggled in for the story. He knows how to get what he wants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac starts soccer practice today. He's really excited and wants to do anything and everything he can to help himself get better. He's been riding his bike to and from school everyday and was ready to trade it in for his feet and jog, but I refused to let him. It's near child abuse letting him ride his bike in 110 degree weather, I'm not letting him run! Eric and I have been pretty quick on the uptake with this one. "Did you know that lifting trash bags and vacuuming is really great exercise and will help you get stronger for soccer?" This is going to be a great season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-1632912590398397715?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1632912590398397715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=1632912590398397715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1632912590398397715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1632912590398397715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/not-travel-log-it-was-time.html' title='NOT a travel log - It was time!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-8512344321319218466</id><published>2011-08-28T22:15:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T23:06:26.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoiled Isaac!</title><content type='html'>My mother-in-law has been after me for over a year to send Isaac to Texas to spend some time with them over the summer. I finally caved, thinking a week wouldn't be so bad, but she insisted on TWO! Besides me missing the kid like crazy, I had no idea what they were going to do with a nine year old for two weeks, but Eric and I said okay. We were all set to say "I told you so" when he was whiny and bored after the first week, but I think Debbie knew that and wanted to insure against it. They stopped off at Inner Space Caverns before they even made it home from the airport and that was just the beginning! Here's the short (or rather long) list of their activities while he was there. I'm sure I'll leave something out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Inner Space Caverns&lt;br /&gt;-Movies&lt;br /&gt;-Fishing&lt;br /&gt;-Playing cards&lt;br /&gt;-Playing Wii&lt;br /&gt;-Driving the tractor&lt;br /&gt;-Air show&lt;br /&gt;-Zoo&lt;br /&gt;-Ranger's game&lt;br /&gt;-Beach&lt;br /&gt;-Eating out (Eric is still jealous about King's Inn...best seafood ever!)&lt;br /&gt;-Drive-in Theater (at home)&lt;br /&gt;-staying up as late as wanted&lt;br /&gt;-Cars 2 on the xbox (Thanks Uncle Anton!)&lt;br /&gt;-Etc.&lt;br /&gt;-Etc.&lt;br /&gt;-Etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No responsibility, no little siblings, no problem. He was living the life! He also spent some of his time in Waxahatchie with Aunt Jennifer and Uncle Anton. That's where he did the zoo, air show, and Ranger's game, with a little xbox in between. Heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him, of all that he did, what his most favorite thing was. He was waffling between the beach (even though he, Cecilia, and Jennifer all got stung by jelly fish) and Inner Space Caverns. While he thought, I asked him about the baseball game and he said THAT was his favorite thing and then went on to excitedly tell me all the details of the suspenseful ending. Debbie and Jen sent me a few pictures, but said they didn't get very many because they were just too busy having fun. Here's a few that they did get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AmcvgSebLZM/TlsLIvYTvHI/AAAAAAAAEME/2zt_qpUEAkc/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646118802624330866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AmcvgSebLZM/TlsLIvYTvHI/AAAAAAAAEME/2zt_qpUEAkc/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panning for gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qTwXm1AoGK0/TlsLAeum59I/AAAAAAAAEL8/fmSwCMY1Qbw/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646118660715505618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qTwXm1AoGK0/TlsLAeum59I/AAAAAAAAEL8/fmSwCMY1Qbw/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving the tractor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y8ppxlUR434/TlsK6CGq6KI/AAAAAAAAEL0/D2SF6tAlF5w/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646118549952587938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y8ppxlUR434/TlsK6CGq6KI/AAAAAAAAEL0/D2SF6tAlF5w/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L24zyt9LSuE/TlsKyO1sINI/AAAAAAAAELs/tYM0yuoKB6U/s1600/2011_07_21%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646118415932072146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L24zyt9LSuE/TlsKyO1sINI/AAAAAAAAELs/tYM0yuoKB6U/s320/2011_07_21%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac and Cecilia at the zoo. Apparently Isaac soon became "My Isaac" and Cecilia was stuck to him like glue. He loved the attention and loved spending time with his cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EgibuYJmZ2w/TlsKqsIUhKI/AAAAAAAAELk/9gFi2D_FyhQ/s1600/2011_07_22%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646118286355891362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EgibuYJmZ2w/TlsKqsIUhKI/AAAAAAAAELk/9gFi2D_FyhQ/s320/2011_07_22%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrlK4nsP_Co/TlsKZLBGVoI/AAAAAAAAELc/GfubvpImQfE/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646117985409455746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrlK4nsP_Co/TlsKZLBGVoI/AAAAAAAAELc/GfubvpImQfE/s320/photo.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eric and I were proved &lt;em&gt;way &lt;/em&gt;wrong and two weeks was barely enough for that kid. I kept asking him if he was homesick, but nope. Not a bit. Now I want to know when it's &lt;em&gt;my &lt;/em&gt;turn! Thanks so much for taking such good care of my boy and spoiling him like crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-8512344321319218466?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8512344321319218466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=8512344321319218466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/8512344321319218466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/8512344321319218466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/spoiled-isaac.html' title='Spoiled Isaac!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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/-AmcvgSebLZM/TlsLIvYTvHI/AAAAAAAAEME/2zt_qpUEAkc/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-5369377389064757569</id><published>2011-08-28T19:44:00.044-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T22:15:19.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'>While Isaac's away....the rest of us will play!</title><content type='html'>We took Isaac to Phoenix airport to fly out to Texas because Tucson didn't have non-stop flights. Our first stop was my brother Steven's house to see his and Cyndi's beautiful new baby, Lilly, and drop their son Tillman off - who'd been partying with us for a few days. It's the only fun thing we let him do with us before we shipped him off. That and our impromptu family picnic that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvEvCdECGQI/TlrwFT3a5AI/AAAAAAAAELU/1yAYN4BZMNk/s1600/IMG_9338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646089056885072898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvEvCdECGQI/TlrwFT3a5AI/AAAAAAAAELU/1yAYN4BZMNk/s320/IMG_9338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UpPPKFFIKHM/Tlrv5JBoecI/AAAAAAAAELM/nsKFeSIboIU/s1600/IMG_9340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646088847816686018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UpPPKFFIKHM/Tlrv5JBoecI/AAAAAAAAELM/nsKFeSIboIU/s320/IMG_9340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All six of us kids happened to be in the Phoenix area that weekend for different reasons, so we couldn't pass up the opportunity to get together. We met at the park for a couple of hours then went our separate ways. Good times as always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbe0i7r4XPg/TlrvpM7LllI/AAAAAAAAELE/z8Y630KsARc/s1600/IMG_9343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646088573985461842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbe0i7r4XPg/TlrvpM7LllI/AAAAAAAAELE/z8Y630KsARc/s320/IMG_9343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-po9V65ezG_I/TlrvcSa0C5I/AAAAAAAAEK8/R-benFARH2M/s1600/IMG_9344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646088352122014610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-po9V65ezG_I/TlrvcSa0C5I/AAAAAAAAEK8/R-benFARH2M/s320/IMG_9344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed Aunt Cari's pool for a day then went home and packed up for St. John's. We went to Aunt Kimmie's house for the 24th of July celebrations. Her most ingenious idea of the whole weekend (plus a little - we got there Wed. and left Mon.) was setting up their monster tent for all the kids to sleep in. They were in heaven, &lt;em&gt;we&lt;/em&gt; were in heaven. Brilliant! Cari's family came up, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VgSlrG70ZIQ/Tlrup5_MZjI/AAAAAAAAEK0/N-her4k7lOA/s1600/IMG_9358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646087486570260018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VgSlrG70ZIQ/Tlrup5_MZjI/AAAAAAAAEK0/N-her4k7lOA/s320/IMG_9358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love their snowcones and they have the BEST snowcone maker ever! Thanks Kort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kmULAkCW4hg/TlruSDgHRuI/AAAAAAAAEKs/SGh4liBnlyo/s1600/IMG_9362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646087076807395042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kmULAkCW4hg/TlruSDgHRuI/AAAAAAAAEKs/SGh4liBnlyo/s320/IMG_9362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter's only packing request was his cowboy hat and boots. He and Trace are all snazzed up for the family dance. That's Carter's "You bet I'm a tough cowboy" stance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KSOB_VBvMvw/TlruDgVTC-I/AAAAAAAAEKk/-8asfAfzasI/s1600/IMG_9364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646086826848619490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KSOB_VBvMvw/TlruDgVTC-I/AAAAAAAAEKk/-8asfAfzasI/s320/IMG_9364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parade took the cake for most rewarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SkffgiZ3V4Q/Tlrt1sqfLtI/AAAAAAAAEKc/3IGtASrQ-cs/s1600/IMG_9368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646086589640552146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SkffgiZ3V4Q/Tlrt1sqfLtI/AAAAAAAAEKc/3IGtASrQ-cs/s320/IMG_9368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got a little crazy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rVbcVxA-JrI/Tlrtqdibp5I/AAAAAAAAEKU/O-kRgwJw_48/s1600/IMG_9365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646086396601673618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rVbcVxA-JrI/Tlrtqdibp5I/AAAAAAAAEKU/O-kRgwJw_48/s320/IMG_9365.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but was totally worth it. They brought back a haul of candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RrZzk3oeRio/TlrtacBh5fI/AAAAAAAAEKM/FvZ5tqUXeCo/s1600/IMG_9367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646086121317328370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RrZzk3oeRio/TlrtacBh5fI/AAAAAAAAEKM/FvZ5tqUXeCo/s320/IMG_9367.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time we were at Aunt Kimmie's Carter wanted to jump off the diving board soooo bad but just couldn't quite talk himself into it. He was fearless this time and quite proud of himself for making the plunge. I was too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R67fr2vAs2I/TlrtHJb6lrI/AAAAAAAAEKE/Xzy2PqkFD_U/s1600/IMG_9369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646085789910210226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R67fr2vAs2I/TlrtHJb6lrI/AAAAAAAAEKE/Xzy2PqkFD_U/s320/IMG_9369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn and Ian had a great time in the baby pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x0NPHUJ0Xps/Tlrs5BaqqQI/AAAAAAAAEJ8/MXxypUeAdS8/s1600/IMG_9378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646085547239319810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x0NPHUJ0Xps/Tlrs5BaqqQI/AAAAAAAAEJ8/MXxypUeAdS8/s320/IMG_9378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The swimming pool wasn't the only place the kids got drenched! We had a huge rainstorm that we LOVED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rBZr-FVnvaQ/TlrswJ9E5lI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/qMMAccWoBF0/s1600/IMG_9382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646085394912306770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rBZr-FVnvaQ/TlrswJ9E5lI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/qMMAccWoBF0/s320/IMG_9382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-prQOC49z3Uw/Tlrsk_Q1gEI/AAAAAAAAEJs/fNQS5EczWgE/s1600/IMG_9381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646085203063832642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-prQOC49z3Uw/Tlrsk_Q1gEI/AAAAAAAAEJs/fNQS5EczWgE/s320/IMG_9381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1vsbIr2YIbI/TlrsY1Yj5eI/AAAAAAAAEJk/A0yI85Ngmcc/s1600/IMG_9384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646084994253448674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1vsbIr2YIbI/TlrsY1Yj5eI/AAAAAAAAEJk/A0yI85Ngmcc/s320/IMG_9384.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually got a little chilly sometimes. I LOVE St. John's weather in July! Beats Tucson for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uSpWvxmGP6s/TlrsC2SRAsI/AAAAAAAAEJc/kgmzdjgIhKQ/s1600/IMG_9387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646084616538358466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uSpWvxmGP6s/TlrsC2SRAsI/AAAAAAAAEJc/kgmzdjgIhKQ/s320/IMG_9387.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yogurt anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning we loaded up and met Grandma and Grandpa at Roosevelt Lake for some fun motorboating (as my kids call it). We brought a couple of extras along with us. Carter was begging for Trace and Cody to come home with us so we threw them in. We could actually make it work this time, so it was fun to be able to say "yes!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandma on the tube with Trace and Cody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8idR8juHwHo/TlrrYopZuSI/AAAAAAAAEJU/4O1t7pkbffk/s1600/IMG_9389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646083891322796322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8idR8juHwHo/TlrrYopZuSI/AAAAAAAAEJU/4O1t7pkbffk/s320/IMG_9389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Trace and Carter. Trace LOVED the tube. He was on almost every ride. Carter was nervous at first, but was soon riding as much as Trace. Cody rode it a little, but Ashlyn and Ian didn't want anything to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-51_1ynK7hrI/TlrqbJsHOcI/AAAAAAAAEJM/vs0pOY5i3ss/s1600/IMG_9396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646082835040647618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-51_1ynK7hrI/TlrqbJsHOcI/AAAAAAAAEJM/vs0pOY5i3ss/s320/IMG_9396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Grandma was able to coax Ashlyn into the lake to swim. Almost everytime we'd change riders the kids would jump in and swim for 10-15 mins. It was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vxgTX4rCB7w/TlrqIgwRTqI/AAAAAAAAEJE/5OkVeN1blMM/s1600/IMG_9397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646082514814586530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vxgTX4rCB7w/TlrqIgwRTqI/AAAAAAAAEJE/5OkVeN1blMM/s320/IMG_9397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vVEaqYF4Abs/Tlrp2g28_-I/AAAAAAAAEI8/nqJegzQq35U/s1600/IMG_9411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646082205604970466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vVEaqYF4Abs/Tlrp2g28_-I/AAAAAAAAEI8/nqJegzQq35U/s320/IMG_9411.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rocking of the boat made Ian really nervous and the life jacket drove him crazy. But once we got him hooked up with a licorice he was able to calm down and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NvR_AD21Xrw/TlrpuCMjNrI/AAAAAAAAEI0/Oa8YZcaVkgs/s1600/IMG_9400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646082059935102642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NvR_AD21Xrw/TlrpuCMjNrI/AAAAAAAAEI0/Oa8YZcaVkgs/s320/IMG_9400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aC8U2e-km64/TlrplnDFWHI/AAAAAAAAEIs/mBnbDEpePpQ/s1600/IMG_9404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646081915208685682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aC8U2e-km64/TlrplnDFWHI/AAAAAAAAEIs/mBnbDEpePpQ/s320/IMG_9404.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trace and Carter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fqwxoQGIbk4/TlrpWOllufI/AAAAAAAAEIk/oc7OBc2XzBg/s1600/IMG_9408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646081650944489970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fqwxoQGIbk4/TlrpWOllufI/AAAAAAAAEIk/oc7OBc2XzBg/s320/IMG_9408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cute drivers if I do say so myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5PAGBhOmCDY/TlrpNbdzivI/AAAAAAAAEIc/yj4-BnW9BUM/s1600/IMG_9409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646081499782679282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5PAGBhOmCDY/TlrpNbdzivI/AAAAAAAAEIc/yj4-BnW9BUM/s320/IMG_9409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody chillin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O4sPg5z2bac/TlroJipG7NI/AAAAAAAAEIU/wGs_R6J-FQY/s1600/IMG_9414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646080333478030546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O4sPg5z2bac/TlroJipG7NI/AAAAAAAAEIU/wGs_R6J-FQY/s320/IMG_9414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to work up to Carter riding by himself, but he did it and even let Grandpa go faster than 2 miles per hour. Yay Carter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AIFwA8gIe3g/Tlrn_bpxGnI/AAAAAAAAEIM/BsbD3QGGs68/s1600/IMG_9417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646080159803054706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AIFwA8gIe3g/Tlrn_bpxGnI/AAAAAAAAEIM/BsbD3QGGs68/s320/IMG_9417.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's greatest accomplishment of the day was getting Ashlyn to lay back. She would have &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; done that for Eric or I. I guess that's why we have Grandmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YLV2J8vJeS8/Tlrnsd4p9eI/AAAAAAAAEIE/cc8tzMJDFW8/s1600/IMG_9421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646079833984857570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YLV2J8vJeS8/Tlrnsd4p9eI/AAAAAAAAEIE/cc8tzMJDFW8/s320/IMG_9421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ff2B8-s_sLE/Tlrm8NxSrRI/AAAAAAAAEHs/F5eUO8dS1uA/s1600/IMG_9419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646079005025283346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ff2B8-s_sLE/Tlrm8NxSrRI/AAAAAAAAEHs/F5eUO8dS1uA/s320/IMG_9419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DiQ6-rhGLCQ/TlrmZ3Ugq6I/AAAAAAAAEHk/ZIOf71Y5dw8/s1600/IMG_9424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646078414883433378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DiQ6-rhGLCQ/TlrmZ3Ugq6I/AAAAAAAAEHk/ZIOf71Y5dw8/s320/IMG_9424.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody, Trace, and Carter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trace and Carter were having fun and being silly as Grandpa pulled them in to the boat ramp. Fun times together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AgvvlMPOo7c/TlrmNqkq4aI/AAAAAAAAEHc/IX58QFpnWbU/s1600/IMG_9427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646078205303120290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AgvvlMPOo7c/TlrmNqkq4aI/AAAAAAAAEHc/IX58QFpnWbU/s320/IMG_9427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Lake Roosevelt we detoured through Thatcher for a couple of days before we went back to Tucson. Grandpa and Grandma took us up to Mt. Graham one of the days for a picnic. Ian loved the corn on the cob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OEWhU1ExxkY/TlrlrfX35sI/AAAAAAAAEHU/8rQs6PLDKIA/s1600/IMG_9429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646077618181105346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OEWhU1ExxkY/TlrlrfX35sI/AAAAAAAAEHU/8rQs6PLDKIA/s320/IMG_9429.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter's a pretty strong dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-54xBdztqWB8/TlrlelR4A-I/AAAAAAAAEHM/5xqNZ_L6qvU/s1600/IMG_9432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646077396428260322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-54xBdztqWB8/TlrlelR4A-I/AAAAAAAAEHM/5xqNZ_L6qvU/s320/IMG_9432.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three crazy boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fxlJvsrv1XE/TlrlQNNxocI/AAAAAAAAEHE/e2h9r-NmHI0/s1600/IMG_9434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646077149450445250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fxlJvsrv1XE/TlrlQNNxocI/AAAAAAAAEHE/e2h9r-NmHI0/s320/IMG_9434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can't get over how cute he is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dr4FdYm8yMs/Tlrk3eWpLOI/AAAAAAAAEG8/GBJqdHWYMW8/s1600/IMG_9438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646076724554312930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dr4FdYm8yMs/Tlrk3eWpLOI/AAAAAAAAEG8/GBJqdHWYMW8/s320/IMG_9438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were on the mountain the boys talked Grandpa into hiking to the Bear Cave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WJGmY3kPei8/TlrkDdCcemI/AAAAAAAAEG0/m5MMvIfJMKA/s1600/IMG_9444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646075830847961698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WJGmY3kPei8/TlrkDdCcemI/AAAAAAAAEG0/m5MMvIfJMKA/s320/IMG_9444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trail seemed a little rougher than just a year ago when we did the same hike, but we all managed it with no major bumps or bruises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o93-ZaQTcck/TlrjvlKbGTI/AAAAAAAAEGs/dIlGISzUrbE/s1600/IMG_9451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646075489431525682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o93-ZaQTcck/TlrjvlKbGTI/AAAAAAAAEGs/dIlGISzUrbE/s320/IMG_9451.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian had the best seat of all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DqFrFma48NA/Tlrje8g8ALI/AAAAAAAAEGk/DsLrS23M1wE/s1600/IMG_9452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646075203642196146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DqFrFma48NA/Tlrje8g8ALI/AAAAAAAAEGk/DsLrS23M1wE/s320/IMG_9452.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0gAEqNMElro/TlrjPWA28FI/AAAAAAAAEGc/ZvwwTk_BO_g/s1600/IMG_9448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646074935609061458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0gAEqNMElro/TlrjPWA28FI/AAAAAAAAEGc/ZvwwTk_BO_g/s320/IMG_9448.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ljNNMT2FQv0/TlrjAe0Z2CI/AAAAAAAAEGU/uU-VWBFFPI8/s1600/IMG_9445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646074680274704418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ljNNMT2FQv0/TlrjAe0Z2CI/AAAAAAAAEGU/uU-VWBFFPI8/s320/IMG_9445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were all impressed with how good Casey was at hiking. I was pretty impressed with me and Grandma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0iGd50Lut-I/TlrhnAS_VhI/AAAAAAAAEGM/t174bw_69CA/s1600/IMG_9450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646073143073134098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0iGd50Lut-I/TlrhnAS_VhI/AAAAAAAAEGM/t174bw_69CA/s320/IMG_9450.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of fun in Thatcher and kept it up back in Tucson with Trace and Cody, but my pictures have run out. Someday I should learn how to get them off of my phone. We texted pictures to their mom of riding in the lawn mower wagon to get snowcones, getting eaten by an alligator at the Wildlife Museum, etc. Awww the memories! The best part, though, was going back to Phoenix to pick up Isaac. I missed my little boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-5369377389064757569?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5369377389064757569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=5369377389064757569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/5369377389064757569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/5369377389064757569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/while-isaacs-awaythe-rest-of-us-will.html' title='While Isaac&apos;s away....the rest of us will play!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvEvCdECGQI/TlrwFT3a5AI/AAAAAAAAELU/1yAYN4BZMNk/s72-c/IMG_9338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-3189668661335890715</id><published>2011-08-13T22:57:00.074-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T01:12:48.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Utah</title><content type='html'>Although Eric being away for 3 months for his SLC peds rotation was stinky, we were rewarded with a month long vacation in Utah for his last month there. As soon as the kids were out of school (and cub scout day camp was over!) me and the kids set out to join Eric. His apartment was a one bedroom with very thin walls, so we spent most of our time out and about having a great time. Thanks to reciprocal passes (and a friend telling me about them...) we were able to enjoy the Children's Museum, Planetarium, and Aviary as much and as often as we liked - for FREE! It was great! We also spent alot of time at parks and seeing the sights. The weather was beautiful and I'd sigh in happy contentment as I'd see weather reports in AZ and then go about enjoying the outside &lt;em&gt;without&lt;/em&gt; being in a swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being in a one bedroom apartment was not ideal, but the kids made the most of their air mattress bed in the dining room. I worried how they would do with Eric and I still awake right around the corner, but they were usually so exhausted from all of the day's activities it wasn't much of an issue. Especially since we generally didn't make it to bed until 9:30 or 10:00 most nights. Who can sleep with the sun still shining and a park right across the street? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LS0TKwXC8u8/Tkg-bv--4QI/AAAAAAAAEF0/9PTM6RjHByg/s1600/IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640827179739570434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LS0TKwXC8u8/Tkg-bv--4QI/AAAAAAAAEF0/9PTM6RjHByg/s320/IMG_0107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worse than the sleeping arrangments was six people sharing one small bathroom. But luckily, Ian kept even that entertaining! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-34mgfs94vNU/Tkg-POv-gsI/AAAAAAAAEFs/fzHtQhilVXQ/s1600/IMG_9196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640826964659831490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-34mgfs94vNU/Tkg-POv-gsI/AAAAAAAAEFs/fzHtQhilVXQ/s320/IMG_9196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is mostly a photo journal of some of our happenings in no particular order. I'm sad I didn't take more pictures of some of the things we did, but the pictures I did take are in no short supply!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QLgYIi0Z2HQ/Tkg98rZWwLI/AAAAAAAAEFk/zo-cs6cjQ4c/s1600/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640826645932064946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QLgYIi0Z2HQ/Tkg98rZWwLI/AAAAAAAAEFk/zo-cs6cjQ4c/s320/IMG_0110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids might as well have been on Mars by their reaction to Salt Lake City when we drove in. "This city is so beautiful!" "Look at all the &lt;em&gt;trees&lt;/em&gt;!" We've only lived in Tucson for 2 years. Have they forgotten the Texas green already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric took them (minus Ian) to Kung Fu Panda 2 right after we arrived and then they went and walked around the planetarium. Good thing they have soda on the moon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-likDMaRzZj8/Tkg9zJz5bNI/AAAAAAAAEFc/aVD34_-mNX0/s1600/IMG_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640826482297760978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-likDMaRzZj8/Tkg9zJz5bNI/AAAAAAAAEFc/aVD34_-mNX0/s320/IMG_0111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Temple Square&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BwqddJy4CBQ/Tkg9XBh_q-I/AAAAAAAAEFU/hUmH3LAar2g/s1600/202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640825999038852066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BwqddJy4CBQ/Tkg9XBh_q-I/AAAAAAAAEFU/hUmH3LAar2g/s320/202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids and I on top of the conference center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zm24XNGR0zY/Tkg8ejNxxCI/AAAAAAAAEFM/kriO8N649kU/s1600/149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640825028828316706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zm24XNGR0zY/Tkg8ejNxxCI/AAAAAAAAEFM/kriO8N649kU/s320/149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temple was beautiful and we enjoyed several walks around it. The kids would always see who could spot it first when we'd get close to downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8GdGmICdx6Y/Tkg8QQMeXII/AAAAAAAAEFE/SnB-mLAiDII/s1600/153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640824783204408450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8GdGmICdx6Y/Tkg8QQMeXII/AAAAAAAAEFE/SnB-mLAiDII/s320/153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mFWXabPj17Q/Tkg8AgPQ5OI/AAAAAAAAEE4/4kinNxp0_2w/s1600/154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640824512633169122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mFWXabPj17Q/Tkg8AgPQ5OI/AAAAAAAAEE4/4kinNxp0_2w/s320/154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ckj71DvbMdY/Tkg7tvENQFI/AAAAAAAAEEw/7CSArXusMqw/s1600/159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640824190195810386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ckj71DvbMdY/Tkg7tvENQFI/AAAAAAAAEEw/7CSArXusMqw/s320/159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-45vUMe1uNb4/Tkg7SvTHQQI/AAAAAAAAEEo/fkJgsk3ZLYo/s1600/162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640823726401863938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-45vUMe1uNb4/Tkg7SvTHQQI/AAAAAAAAEEo/fkJgsk3ZLYo/s320/162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yG6UtrIs3E8/Tkg6qlcMUHI/AAAAAAAAEEg/UMHxc02Poj4/s1600/170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640823036560822386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yG6UtrIs3E8/Tkg6qlcMUHI/AAAAAAAAEEg/UMHxc02Poj4/s320/170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the Place Heritage Park&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with our friends from medical school, the Hadleys, and went to "This is the Place" park. Last time I was here it was nothing but a monument. When we pulled up, we couldn't believe how busy it was, then quickly discovered that it was a free day. Plus - didn't have to pay, minus - it was so busy it was hard to get the full experience. The kids waited in line to ride the horses for 20 minutes and then got one turn around the circle. They were still pretty happy with it. Sometimes ignorance is bliss - not knowing what you missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CwSZf7bC2Bs/TkdaKkRMRsI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/F9C0UkAu4AY/s1600/174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640576195885811394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CwSZf7bC2Bs/TkdaKkRMRsI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/F9C0UkAu4AY/s320/174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8OlDUFVlXoI/TkdZ86umLoI/AAAAAAAAEEI/Z0WLmVPcvMs/s1600/175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640575961396555394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8OlDUFVlXoI/TkdZ86umLoI/AAAAAAAAEEI/Z0WLmVPcvMs/s320/175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lOHwTqYKF20/TkdZmL1LoBI/AAAAAAAAEEA/E6r0QSTJh90/s1600/177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640575570850586642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lOHwTqYKF20/TkdZmL1LoBI/AAAAAAAAEEA/E6r0QSTJh90/s320/177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashlyn's favorite part was the school house. They took us in, shut the doors, and then pretended like it was the first day of school. The kids sat at the desks and they gave a short demonstration of what school was like in early Utah territory. When the "teacher" was finished, she dismissed us for "lunch." Ashlyn was really ticked that we didn't go back and finish our school day. "We were only supposed to go for lunch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although everything was crowded and busy, we did get free icecream included in the day. It was a welcome treat after a few hours in the warm sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UBRRc1TZACI/TkdZK4U-4zI/AAAAAAAAEDw/2cc6kdSXWyk/s1600/183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640575101758792498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UBRRc1TZACI/TkdZK4U-4zI/AAAAAAAAEDw/2cc6kdSXWyk/s320/183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Qu6VSYdgA/TkdY-mau4eI/AAAAAAAAEDo/e4-TCXtH77M/s1600/186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640574890792640994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Qu6VSYdgA/TkdY-mau4eI/AAAAAAAAEDo/e4-TCXtH77M/s320/186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept making this squinty goofy face every time he wanted another bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CAhZz1zmCjg/TkdYr_Don4I/AAAAAAAAEDg/B6Es2X247dI/s1600/188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640574570989133698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CAhZz1zmCjg/TkdYr_Don4I/AAAAAAAAEDg/B6Es2X247dI/s320/188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys' favorite part was panning for gold. It was the much anticipated activity of the day. That's why we saved it for last! Most kids were having a hard time finding any gold, but Carter was a champ and found close to ten pieces. He was bitterly disappointed to find out that you had to trade it in for a piece of candy and couldn't keep it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vxaxd8CYuQc/TkdYaPFcvyI/AAAAAAAAEDY/XqLINCPSXcY/s1600/189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640574266054065954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vxaxd8CYuQc/TkdYaPFcvyI/AAAAAAAAEDY/XqLINCPSXcY/s320/189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oInBxyBx1xY/TkdYMjxpUoI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/n7kT9kL35Vk/s1600/194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640574031089980034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oInBxyBx1xY/TkdYMjxpUoI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/n7kT9kL35Vk/s320/194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had a train that we could ride around the park. Saved all those poor tired little legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u8sVPbzK-Kw/TkdYB3HC49I/AAAAAAAAEDI/fA_JQk_6Dk8/s1600/195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640573847301448658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u8sVPbzK-Kw/TkdYB3HC49I/AAAAAAAAEDI/fA_JQk_6Dk8/s320/195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Dy3zKjyLnY/TkdX1f8bHII/AAAAAAAAEDA/kRIBus1hTbc/s1600/197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640573634924452994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Dy3zKjyLnY/TkdX1f8bHII/AAAAAAAAEDA/kRIBus1hTbc/s320/197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian trekking along with the pioneers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gpUc91QRgyk/TkdXnRR0tgI/AAAAAAAAEC4/vCXaWcqmep0/s1600/199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640573390469510658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gpUc91QRgyk/TkdXnRR0tgI/AAAAAAAAEC4/vCXaWcqmep0/s320/199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard to get a group picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-az87S1EYqBk/TkdXVlLbHbI/AAAAAAAAECw/NrPMELiynJo/s1600/200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640573086573731250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-az87S1EYqBk/TkdXVlLbHbI/AAAAAAAAECw/NrPMELiynJo/s320/200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn, Ian, Isaac, Matthew, Carter, Ryan, Keira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RbQVaPItqZI/TkdXEoBaXHI/AAAAAAAAECo/53l15DoC1mo/s1600/201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640572795279268978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RbQVaPItqZI/TkdXEoBaXHI/AAAAAAAAECo/53l15DoC1mo/s320/201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually got to spend a lot of time with the Hadleys. They came up to SLC several times and we headed down to Spanish Fork for a couple of days also. We were lucky enough to be their for Ryan's birthday and went hiking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Jou4WsMl5M/TkdWc9ZOI8I/AAAAAAAAECg/V2-MpI_G0QQ/s1600/IMG_9183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640572113821508546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Jou4WsMl5M/TkdWc9ZOI8I/AAAAAAAAECg/V2-MpI_G0QQ/s320/IMG_9183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always a favorite - even with little kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YMQplXvl6aw/TkdWQaq9bzI/AAAAAAAAECY/f8zbQ61G9ek/s1600/IMG_9186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640571898342240050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YMQplXvl6aw/TkdWQaq9bzI/AAAAAAAAECY/f8zbQ61G9ek/s320/IMG_9186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2OF5StKzgjw/TkdWCYsWCGI/AAAAAAAAECQ/65Pi4ADtofE/s1600/IMG_9190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640571657293006946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2OF5StKzgjw/TkdWCYsWCGI/AAAAAAAAECQ/65Pi4ADtofE/s320/IMG_9190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HG4C3myW3yo/TkdV2_KwBmI/AAAAAAAAECI/84asjDTqZrY/s1600/IMG_9191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640571461462656610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HG4C3myW3yo/TkdV2_KwBmI/AAAAAAAAECI/84asjDTqZrY/s320/IMG_9191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little licorice and a few waters bottles - Ian was in heaven for the ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OFIjcKwHCVE/TkdVT6X4H3I/AAAAAAAAECA/9AYSGEWz3GM/s1600/IMG_9193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640570858880114546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OFIjcKwHCVE/TkdVT6X4H3I/AAAAAAAAECA/9AYSGEWz3GM/s320/IMG_9193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Discovery Museum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so fun to be able to say "yes" every time the kids wanted to go to the children's museum. They loved it. Ian would mostly sit around in the different cars...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--10cVXsFdJE/TkdVInjN_GI/AAAAAAAAEB4/XU0KEIdLU5M/s1600/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640570664848850018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--10cVXsFdJE/TkdVInjN_GI/AAAAAAAAEB4/XU0KEIdLU5M/s320/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...while the rest of the kids were busy in the construction zone. Carter, especially, took his job very seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PgAbhCuSy4s/TkdU6C2AAUI/AAAAAAAAEBw/7gSoDSmiOHs/s1600/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640570414477345090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PgAbhCuSy4s/TkdU6C2AAUI/AAAAAAAAEBw/7gSoDSmiOHs/s320/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V-piBR3P2wg/TkdUiOmR1qI/AAAAAAAAEBo/P7tJnZjiecM/s1600/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640570005315770018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V-piBR3P2wg/TkdUiOmR1qI/AAAAAAAAEBo/P7tJnZjiecM/s320/061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gN_-6jPL3Wo/TkdUSj9NhJI/AAAAAAAAEBg/8Lx06i3VFXg/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640569736171193490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gN_-6jPL3Wo/TkdUSj9NhJI/AAAAAAAAEBg/8Lx06i3VFXg/s320/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, there were still lots of other fun things to see and do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bei8nvCQgww/TkdTq-XFUlI/AAAAAAAAEBY/4Uvqbbe6Sf0/s1600/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640569056064262738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bei8nvCQgww/TkdTq-XFUlI/AAAAAAAAEBY/4Uvqbbe6Sf0/s320/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-21-gmWRWWAw/TkdTeXjHe8I/AAAAAAAAEBQ/ItPfuEdbRt8/s1600/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640568839487323074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-21-gmWRWWAw/TkdTeXjHe8I/AAAAAAAAEBQ/ItPfuEdbRt8/s320/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XjBqZjjLqw8/TkdTKbAQ6cI/AAAAAAAAEBI/ncHywDNi9Dw/s1600/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640568496817498562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XjBqZjjLqw8/TkdTKbAQ6cI/AAAAAAAAEBI/ncHywDNi9Dw/s320/070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vKh1pD9aXGU/TkdS7MAgvbI/AAAAAAAAEBA/t1yPVKEwSxI/s1600/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640568235093966258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vKh1pD9aXGU/TkdS7MAgvbI/AAAAAAAAEBA/t1yPVKEwSxI/s320/071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8moNSb3Jo00/TkdSdFpDC9I/AAAAAAAAEA4/9MCF7ef1hKE/s1600/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640567717988862930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8moNSb3Jo00/TkdSdFpDC9I/AAAAAAAAEA4/9MCF7ef1hKE/s320/109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_lM48GXVwO4/TkdSNhjVIOI/AAAAAAAAEAw/pyZEDuEqLSw/s1600/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640567450603167970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_lM48GXVwO4/TkdSNhjVIOI/AAAAAAAAEAw/pyZEDuEqLSw/s320/114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The giant dominos were also pretty cool. They'd line them, let the kids stand in between, then topple them all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLJfaoLmTDo/TkdSBpjaAHI/AAAAAAAAEAo/oz8IMtZDXlI/s1600/117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640567246592540786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLJfaoLmTDo/TkdSBpjaAHI/AAAAAAAAEAo/oz8IMtZDXlI/s320/117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IY38VIUy9bk/TkdR5MRuj8I/AAAAAAAAEAg/Z7aNcI80JGM/s1600/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640567101294809026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IY38VIUy9bk/TkdR5MRuj8I/AAAAAAAAEAg/Z7aNcI80JGM/s320/118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tracy Aviary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J-AaTAlakyw/Tki2fY3oWYI/AAAAAAAAEF8/H8N1zZ_vel0/s1600/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640959183649528194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J-AaTAlakyw/Tki2fY3oWYI/AAAAAAAAEF8/H8N1zZ_vel0/s320/119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't see it well in this picture, but there's a bald eagle behind the kids. That and the golden eagles were the main motivation, for Carter at least, for us coming to the aviary. The bald eagle is his favorite bird, followed by the golden eagles, with peregrine falcons coming in at a very close third. It was quite disappointing that they didn't have the falcon, but they had a nest of them on the Joseph Smith Memorial Building, so luckily we were able to get on the live web cam to check them out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LBy58rXbGLo/TkdQq7XVwvI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/uXOGNur8djg/s1600/121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640565756725150450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LBy58rXbGLo/TkdQq7XVwvI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/uXOGNur8djg/s320/121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k02jF-BD74Q/TkdQSrJWVeI/AAAAAAAAEAI/lsr10c5xgh4/s1600/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640565340054640098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k02jF-BD74Q/TkdQSrJWVeI/AAAAAAAAEAI/lsr10c5xgh4/s320/124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eeksUg89HSY/TkdQB7TFPNI/AAAAAAAAEAA/dEP1ajk3veE/s1600/129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640565052332653778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eeksUg89HSY/TkdQB7TFPNI/AAAAAAAAEAA/dEP1ajk3veE/s320/129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHIUkTSXubQ/TkdPyIn-VkI/AAAAAAAAD_4/s33WrI638jE/s1600/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640564781032035906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHIUkTSXubQ/TkdPyIn-VkI/AAAAAAAAD_4/s33WrI638jE/s320/130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of the boys got to help with the "Egg Smasher 2000" show. They padded a chicken egg to represent the nest, then stacked weights on it to see how much it could hold before it cracked. I don't remember the exact amount, but it was up around 70 lbs. I was pretty impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eq2PVHiSXi4/TkdPkxcJnMI/AAAAAAAAD_w/LFVUnsXALI8/s1600/132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640564551470128322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eq2PVHiSXi4/TkdPkxcJnMI/AAAAAAAAD_w/LFVUnsXALI8/s320/132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eWpkSMsIdfg/TkdPYULQYbI/AAAAAAAAD_o/Ob3R6Obgt-I/s1600/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640564337456210354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eWpkSMsIdfg/TkdPYULQYbI/AAAAAAAAD_o/Ob3R6Obgt-I/s320/133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iGSDZNrm5YA/TkdPIxCV8AI/AAAAAAAAD_g/ykqvrLxQflk/s1600/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640564070325547010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iGSDZNrm5YA/TkdPIxCV8AI/AAAAAAAAD_g/ykqvrLxQflk/s320/134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mJpKhSBs2Y/TkdO6jsqZVI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/szrAVDW2qg4/s1600/137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640563826226783570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mJpKhSBs2Y/TkdO6jsqZVI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/szrAVDW2qg4/s320/137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UCpamW98q3M/TkdOf0Oy5oI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/dvKKj-SISmY/s1600/IMG_9197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640563366808446594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UCpamW98q3M/TkdOf0Oy5oI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/dvKKj-SISmY/s320/IMG_9197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was a bird zoo, not a monkey zoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_wujWQN0WY0/TkdOP6i560I/AAAAAAAAD_I/kWD9pp4GvKE/s1600/IMG_9200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640563093625498434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_wujWQN0WY0/TkdOP6i560I/AAAAAAAAD_I/kWD9pp4GvKE/s320/IMG_9200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac got called up to help on the "Eat or Be Eaten" show another time we went. He raced a McCaw to see who could crack open a nut first. He got whooped. I actually got called up, too, and wore leaves on my head and held my arms out like branches for a bird to walk across me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h18zl2CacyE/TkdN7riRVAI/AAAAAAAAD_A/ASriGXXjWUM/s1600/IMG_9208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640562745998922754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h18zl2CacyE/TkdN7riRVAI/AAAAAAAAD_A/ASriGXXjWUM/s320/IMG_9208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liberty Park&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liberty Park was our favorite place to go and we spent hours there. One time the temperature was in the high 60s, but I didn't want my baby AZ boy to get cold, so I dressed him in long sleeves and pants. When we got to the park we saw mothers stripping down their babies to play in the fountains because it was so hot and they were worried about sunscreen. Made me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2YCkLWLcRTE/TkdNiHVtYzI/AAAAAAAAD-4/APfqUtsmy-s/s1600/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640562306785829682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2YCkLWLcRTE/TkdNiHVtYzI/AAAAAAAAD-4/APfqUtsmy-s/s320/091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a lot of time on this big hill - running, rolling, and riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wLDh1l7bRSk/TkdNUeJSIzI/AAAAAAAAD-w/bXA0OTgb8H8/s1600/146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640562072389559090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wLDh1l7bRSk/TkdNUeJSIzI/AAAAAAAAD-w/bXA0OTgb8H8/s320/146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uDnPGAnxwvI/TkdNDj7TpKI/AAAAAAAAD-o/jOUn8QIUG1U/s1600/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640561781883774114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uDnPGAnxwvI/TkdNDj7TpKI/AAAAAAAAD-o/jOUn8QIUG1U/s320/095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dIsFYb0Jqv8/TkdMxLVGCII/AAAAAAAAD-g/F-Lm-y7DHUk/s1600/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640561466043402370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dIsFYb0Jqv8/TkdMxLVGCII/AAAAAAAAD-g/F-Lm-y7DHUk/s320/083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1M_vnKZksoY/TkdMdf7PR9I/AAAAAAAAD-Y/MEPCQSSwTdQ/s1600/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640561127974717394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1M_vnKZksoY/TkdMdf7PR9I/AAAAAAAAD-Y/MEPCQSSwTdQ/s320/103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MTn5BMLZcPM/TkdL6wrukXI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/KSmTsDPT2aI/s1600/206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640560531177640306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MTn5BMLZcPM/TkdL6wrukXI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/KSmTsDPT2aI/s320/206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have these really cool fountains at the park modeled after seven canyons. We almost always waded in them and came in full-on swimsuits a couple of times. Ian wasn't very brave, but he eventually worked up the courage to put his feet in. He was very proud of himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fl4UqsYma24/TkdLqItdkbI/AAAAAAAAD-I/3Zd2ek6vOAA/s1600/215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640560245569589682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fl4UqsYma24/TkdLqItdkbI/AAAAAAAAD-I/3Zd2ek6vOAA/s320/215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TvVtcRxV4t8/TkdLezVF-TI/AAAAAAAAD-A/t9Yy5Bfe-pI/s1600/212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640560050851674418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TvVtcRxV4t8/TkdLezVF-TI/AAAAAAAAD-A/t9Yy5Bfe-pI/s320/212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Q3OWgwdqZo/TkdLQcoV4DI/AAAAAAAAD94/NXikfGDkVog/s1600/223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640559804240224306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Q3OWgwdqZo/TkdLQcoV4DI/AAAAAAAAD94/NXikfGDkVog/s320/223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-03ZSL2YSrSA/TkdK0uABnZI/AAAAAAAAD9w/wTd2648z9ks/s1600/217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640559327866625426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-03ZSL2YSrSA/TkdK0uABnZI/AAAAAAAAD9w/wTd2648z9ks/s320/217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u9XDDLz_COc/TkdKXQ22FmI/AAAAAAAAD9o/uXNvJUHd7as/s1600/220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640558821827286626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u9XDDLz_COc/TkdKXQ22FmI/AAAAAAAAD9o/uXNvJUHd7as/s320/220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v8MtIYJ2EZc/TkdKHiU-IPI/AAAAAAAAD9g/yM--Vf7_r3I/s1600/225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640558551639138546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v8MtIYJ2EZc/TkdKHiU-IPI/AAAAAAAAD9g/yM--Vf7_r3I/s320/225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One small section of the park had a few carnival rides. The kids begged to ride them every time we went, and we finally gave in on the Ferris Wheel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C_XPzQ6KKQI/TkdJJl4Py9I/AAAAAAAAD9Y/1QCLo90npyY/s1600/IMG_9224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640557487440514002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C_XPzQ6KKQI/TkdJJl4Py9I/AAAAAAAAD9Y/1QCLo90npyY/s320/IMG_9224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac was tall enough to ride on his own, so I think he went by himself just because he could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PG4u_NRaIqQ/TkdI6c9bOPI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/qV8CHS0nSGo/s1600/IMG_9219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640557227348277490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PG4u_NRaIqQ/TkdI6c9bOPI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/qV8CHS0nSGo/s320/IMG_9219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loved their &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt; Ferris Wheel ride - even Eric! We've been married almost 11 years and I never knew that he'd never ridden a Ferris Wheel before. Crazy. Heights aren't at the top of his list....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jaBUEhq1BGM/TkdIlmVhYXI/AAAAAAAAD9I/noSlqHOHk4A/s1600/IMG_9231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640556869088010610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jaBUEhq1BGM/TkdIlmVhYXI/AAAAAAAAD9I/noSlqHOHk4A/s320/IMG_9231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't forget Father's Day! We have the best Dad ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tT-sBGMjKLM/TkdIXCFD-rI/AAAAAAAAD9A/WjGbmUDp8ok/s1600/IMG_9236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640556618837129906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tT-sBGMjKLM/TkdIXCFD-rI/AAAAAAAAD9A/WjGbmUDp8ok/s320/IMG_9236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe we didn't get a single picture of the park across the street. We spent many, &lt;em&gt;many&lt;/em&gt; hours there. It had a big hill, too, so we would take Ian's ride on toy for the kids to cruise down it. One time there was a summer camp there at the same time and I could tell all the other kids were really envious! They also had a secret hideout that they spent a lot of time in. They (especially Carter) would find all kinds of treasures and come home with their pockets full of snails, rocks, nails, sticks, etc. The funniest was when Carter and Matthew came running to us so excited because they had found a bag in the bushes with a blanket and a knife "this big!" We quickly stashed it back and washed their hands really good when we got home. It was pretty hard to convince the boys that it was a really bad idea to take the foot long knife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were really lucky to get to spend so much time with the Hadley's. We miss them! We were also able to meet up with the Killpacks, our fabulous friends from our early days in Laramie. You know they're good friends when you can pick up like you saw them yesterday, even though it's been nine years. We also met up with our friends from Temple, the Deshazers, who had just moved there. So fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite things we did was visit the Salt Lake City Cemetery. It was across the street from our churchhouse and Carter would beg to go there almost every day. We finally made it right before we left. Most of the prophets are buried there and we were able to find their headstones and those of several apostles. One time when I was out with Ian during Sacrament Meeting we went and wandered around and I felt such a feeling of gratitude as we saw several pioneer headstones and I thought about all the sacrifices that they made. One of the ones we saw was of a man who was in Liberty Jail with the prophet Joseph Smith, was sealed to his wife in the Nauvoo Temple before it was burned, and crossed the plains with the Saints. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved all the history that was everywhere we went and the spirit that came with it. Hopefully the kids felt a little of it. I was so excited to share it with them. I'm so glad we had this experience. It was a FABULOUS month and one we'll always treasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-3189668661335890715?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3189668661335890715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=3189668661335890715' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3189668661335890715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3189668661335890715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/ode-to-utah.html' title='Ode to Utah'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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/-LS0TKwXC8u8/Tkg-bv--4QI/AAAAAAAAEF0/9PTM6RjHByg/s72-c/IMG_0107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-2132061702755846673</id><published>2011-08-07T20:35:00.027-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T23:57:42.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation within a vacation</title><content type='html'>While we were in Utah, Eric had a week off of work, so we decided to live it up! We were going to spend a few days with my Uncle Steve and Aunt Carol at Island Park, but they had to cancel last minute, so we were up to our own devices. We had already booked a motel in Idaho Falls, so we decided to still head up there and then see where the road took us. Luckily, we have really great friends who have really great parents and they offered us their cabin by Greys River, about 45 mins. out of Alpine, WY. It made for a WAY better vacation than anything we would have come up with. But first, Idaho Falls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our zoo pass was reciprical with Idaho Falls Zoo, so we decided that it was a must do. Who can pass up free? The zoo was really small and really smelly at times, but it had some neat animals that we don't have at our local zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tnyh3djXrFI/Tj9FOryK0SI/AAAAAAAAD84/KBw5kY0cXek/s1600/IMG_9239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638301377064784162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tnyh3djXrFI/Tj9FOryK0SI/AAAAAAAAD84/KBw5kY0cXek/s320/IMG_9239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monkeys were by far the best (and the stinkiest!). They had several different kinds that were close enough to see and they were quite entertaining. We stayed at one window for a long time watching a baby monkey pull, pester, and jump on all the other monkeys. Kind of reminded us of Ian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BlRao8kqozQ/Tj9FC53BUxI/AAAAAAAAD8w/g_6Z_5RgrKo/s1600/IMG_9240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638301174684799762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BlRao8kqozQ/Tj9FC53BUxI/AAAAAAAAD8w/g_6Z_5RgrKo/s320/IMG_9240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gR8NYfEpHu0/Tj9E4RcwehI/AAAAAAAAD8o/Crj6K-GRr9U/s1600/IMG_9244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638300992038533650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gR8NYfEpHu0/Tj9E4RcwehI/AAAAAAAAD8o/Crj6K-GRr9U/s320/IMG_9244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids really enjoyed brushing and petting the goats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tnzr5z_pcxs/Tj9Ej0ejBkI/AAAAAAAAD8g/QEnrdzWBnpU/s1600/IMG_9246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638300640664028738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tnzr5z_pcxs/Tj9Ej0ejBkI/AAAAAAAAD8g/QEnrdzWBnpU/s320/IMG_9246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hn9ULErV7AE/Tj9EaO6YhbI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/on59dUovWDE/s1600/IMG_9248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638300475961410994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hn9ULErV7AE/Tj9EaO6YhbI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/on59dUovWDE/s320/IMG_9248.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNSAJiIDBWw/Tj9ELwZNInI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/WHhwHu0jCp4/s1600/IMG_9249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638300227251020402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNSAJiIDBWw/Tj9ELwZNInI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/WHhwHu0jCp4/s320/IMG_9249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VJq3IscCWuY/Tj9EBDxbL8I/AAAAAAAAD8I/U-FPEyFRwfY/s1600/IMG_9253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638300043474317250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VJq3IscCWuY/Tj9EBDxbL8I/AAAAAAAAD8I/U-FPEyFRwfY/s320/IMG_9253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "nest" ended up being one of the most entertaining things there. I'm not exactly sure why, but the kids loved it. They spent a lot of time playing in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OEPXsuPhYcc/Tj9DeD-bEiI/AAAAAAAAD8A/SgF8z4AMNak/s1600/IMG_9254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638299442233414178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OEPXsuPhYcc/Tj9DeD-bEiI/AAAAAAAAD8A/SgF8z4AMNak/s320/IMG_9254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even got to "hatch" them. Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cDcGYGAIg7w/Tj9DKe-Bx3I/AAAAAAAAD74/pPVY_2JuGuE/s1600/IMG_9259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638299105882130290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cDcGYGAIg7w/Tj9DKe-Bx3I/AAAAAAAAD74/pPVY_2JuGuE/s320/IMG_9259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the zoo we met up with my Uncle Brent and Aunt Hevenlee at their house for dessert. Brewster, Jade, and their spouses came also. They had way more dessert than my poor little post-IHOP belly could handle, but I did my best! It may have been what prompted my Aunt to ask if anyone in the family was expecting.... We had a really nice visit and I'm so glad we were able to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way to Alpine from Idaho Falls we were told that we had to stop for the traditional square ice cream. Whoever thought to buy a square ice cream scoop was a genius. It's amazing how the shape can up the price so much, but the kids thought it was really cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nKPuRM3u0fs/Tj9C08fELwI/AAAAAAAAD7w/5RSlRTxwBb4/s1600/IMG_9262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638298735848206082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nKPuRM3u0fs/Tj9C08fELwI/AAAAAAAAD7w/5RSlRTxwBb4/s320/IMG_9262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Scherbel's cabin was perfect! It was exactly what I wanted for a vacation. Running water and electricity with no one else around. Awww.... Kassie's parents were wonderful. They drove the hour and a half from their house to haul up four wheelers for us and let us in, then went back home to wait until they had to drive all the way back up to bring everything back home. They even provided towels, bedding, and all sorts of other camping accessories for us. Packing and unpacking is bad enough when you have the fun in the middle. They did it all for us without any of the perks. Great people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided we wanted to roast hot dogs and marshmallows the first night, so we told Ashlyn to get to rubbing sticks - we needed a fire. She immediately obeyed and worked very diligently at her task.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AiT8Bham7V0/Tj9CotLN0UI/AAAAAAAAD7o/bDNRUTKin2A/s1600/IMG_9266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638298525579989314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AiT8Bham7V0/Tj9CotLN0UI/AAAAAAAAD7o/bDNRUTKin2A/s320/IMG_9266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully Isaac came along with some matches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XnRMnDr0sto/Tj9CTjIB7gI/AAAAAAAAD7g/aPazvyLETR8/s1600/IMG_9268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638298162105019906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XnRMnDr0sto/Tj9CTjIB7gI/AAAAAAAAD7g/aPazvyLETR8/s320/IMG_9268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mountains were so green and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JuPB49naUGc/Tj9B7EwknVI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/W8U86B759AQ/s1600/IMG_9273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638297741636705618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JuPB49naUGc/Tj9B7EwknVI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/W8U86B759AQ/s320/IMG_9273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things to do in the mountains is build forts. Luckily the kids liked the idea and after some hard work and some compromises on my part (why can't they see my vision?!?), we had the best fort ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xwK-A_fq9mo/Tj9BqXWWZVI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/HmI1GEecV_w/s1600/IMG_9284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638297454569219410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xwK-A_fq9mo/Tj9BqXWWZVI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/HmI1GEecV_w/s320/IMG_9284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sN-s0hrVNP8/Tj9BUrUz_DI/AAAAAAAAD7I/S1YmVXnAKZY/s1600/IMG_9286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638297081974357042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sN-s0hrVNP8/Tj9BUrUz_DI/AAAAAAAAD7I/S1YmVXnAKZY/s320/IMG_9286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But by FAR, the kid's favorite thing to do was ride the four wheelers. They had a perfect field by the cabin where the boys rode and rode and rode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mGjOFJgdm68/Tj9A6uHApJI/AAAAAAAAD7A/X71uBDxuJ94/s1600/IMG_9271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638296636045173906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mGjOFJgdm68/Tj9A6uHApJI/AAAAAAAAD7A/X71uBDxuJ94/s320/IMG_9271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They thought they were pretty big stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7zs3EecxHM4/Tj9AjN7G5gI/AAAAAAAAD64/G7TcmPs8iUg/s1600/IMG_9282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638296232268326402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7zs3EecxHM4/Tj9AjN7G5gI/AAAAAAAAD64/G7TcmPs8iUg/s320/IMG_9282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought they looked like pretty small stuff on those big four wheelers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ma53BSxncSw/Tj9ASeCkzOI/AAAAAAAAD6w/aTw8MnDrNnU/s1600/IMG_9280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638295944536837346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ma53BSxncSw/Tj9ASeCkzOI/AAAAAAAAD6w/aTw8MnDrNnU/s320/IMG_9280.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning we went out exploring, Eric and I driving, with two kids each. We had a lot of fun spotting all the deer and wildlife, but were super excited when we spotted a moose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tlC5MCnzfe8/Tj9AEJ4RYcI/AAAAAAAAD6o/ftTCBlM7ABU/s1600/IMG_9288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638295698606744002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tlC5MCnzfe8/Tj9AEJ4RYcI/AAAAAAAAD6o/ftTCBlM7ABU/s320/IMG_9288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the roads were a little tricky, but we all came out alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BiI_I5zhWmI/Tj8_yoZvguI/AAAAAAAAD6g/axwWg9MrqX4/s1600/IMG_9294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638295397562548962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BiI_I5zhWmI/Tj8_yoZvguI/AAAAAAAAD6g/axwWg9MrqX4/s320/IMG_9294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would stop and hike every now and again. There was a trail we really wanted to hike up, but this creek went right over it. There had been record snowfall, so there was a lot of water running swift and high. We never took a picture of the river, but it had no bank in most places. This little creek was running quite swiftly and was deeper than it looks. I wasn't about to cross it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sTmg80u8c6Q/Tj8_dGJEIHI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/gVOazX2Yrkw/s1600/IMG_9295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638295027588538482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sTmg80u8c6Q/Tj8_dGJEIHI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/gVOazX2Yrkw/s320/IMG_9295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trail or no trail, we were all loving the outdoors. We played around the creek for awhile until we found a fairly fresh bear track, then decided we should move along. That happened the night before, too, only that time it was a mountain lion track and our four wheelers were further away. I picked up a big stick for our walk down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JQSYOjKH41I/Tj8_HAk5ITI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/3fmhauVm1b8/s1600/IMG_9296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638294648137523506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JQSYOjKH41I/Tj8_HAk5ITI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/3fmhauVm1b8/s320/IMG_9296.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8qDlWflfv9w/Tj8-xY6c6oI/AAAAAAAAD6I/GpwxoQwhrPs/s1600/IMG_9298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638294276713278082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8qDlWflfv9w/Tj8-xY6c6oI/AAAAAAAAD6I/GpwxoQwhrPs/s320/IMG_9298.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Ian and Ashlyn would get tired of riding after a short while, but we were gone for over three hours and never heard a single complaint. I think Ian could have gone another three hours. He loved it! Eric showed him which button to push to shift and he became the official shifter. He got it right every time. We thought it was pretty impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q5tECrcvu_s/Tj8-e7A5pwI/AAAAAAAAD6A/q-Bl6bixTFk/s1600/IMG_9300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638293959449618178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q5tECrcvu_s/Tj8-e7A5pwI/AAAAAAAAD6A/q-Bl6bixTFk/s320/IMG_9300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Ian wasn't on a four wheeler, we'd find him in the garage on the tractor - if he could get in. Regardless of his poor broken heart, we kept the garage closed most of the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jj-VIcSCzZY/Tj8946XDJFI/AAAAAAAAD54/sK3hLaz4V4o/s1600/IMG_9301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638293306439050322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jj-VIcSCzZY/Tj8946XDJFI/AAAAAAAAD54/sK3hLaz4V4o/s320/IMG_9301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we weren't enjoying the beautiful countryside, we read books, watched movies, played games, ate, and just loved being together. Thanks again, Scherbels, for making it all happen. We had a WONDERFUL time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-2132061702755846673?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2132061702755846673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=2132061702755846673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/2132061702755846673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/2132061702755846673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/vacation-within-vacation.html' title='Vacation within a vacation'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tnyh3djXrFI/Tj9FOryK0SI/AAAAAAAAD84/KBw5kY0cXek/s72-c/IMG_9239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-3986221373087560448</id><published>2011-07-10T23:26:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T23:50:50.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of BIG</title><content type='html'>Ian has officially decided that he's one of the big kids. He trucks around like he's king of the world and keeps us all laughing a good portion of the day. His most important duty, that he takes very seriously, is watering the garden every morning. He wakes up way too early these days, but if I try to ignore him and sleep on the couch, the morning goes south really fast. I learned that if we head out to the yard first thing we have a much better day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SHB9XGyv2rY/Thp83hZoF4I/AAAAAAAAD5w/lyAbo3frzQk/s1600/IMG_9302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627947977653360514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SHB9XGyv2rY/Thp83hZoF4I/AAAAAAAAD5w/lyAbo3frzQk/s320/IMG_9302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian is not a fan of big swimming pools, but big puddles he loves! I'm slowly working him into bigger waters, but until then - thank goodness for monsoons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MGXYLoJMQvY/Thp8VSPYTII/AAAAAAAAD5o/loW3x5-khKc/s1600/IMG_9336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627947389468298370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MGXYLoJMQvY/Thp8VSPYTII/AAAAAAAAD5o/loW3x5-khKc/s320/IMG_9336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These last few days we've been running him ragged. He's been missing his morning nap completely, and we really haven't even given him the opportunity for catnaps in the car. He just couldn't keep his eyes open for lunch. I think this might be the first time he's fallen asleep in his highchair. Poor tired baby! Of course we got a few laughs out of all his head bobs and "nobody's home" smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QpGIz1dDi7o/Thp7sXSlM3I/AAAAAAAAD5Y/r2oaSLyHRBk/s1600/IMG_9337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627946686449267570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QpGIz1dDi7o/Thp7sXSlM3I/AAAAAAAAD5Y/r2oaSLyHRBk/s320/IMG_9337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He sure is a fun kid! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-3986221373087560448?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3986221373087560448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=3986221373087560448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3986221373087560448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3986221373087560448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-bit-of-big.html' title='A little bit of BIG'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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/-SHB9XGyv2rY/Thp83hZoF4I/AAAAAAAAD5w/lyAbo3frzQk/s72-c/IMG_9302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-1566202366401489797</id><published>2011-07-10T21:22:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T23:26:03.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fourth!</title><content type='html'>Happy Fourth of July! We decided we should start the day's celebrations with a family bike ride. HOT - but worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ymi_xpQAMp8/Thp3cAen37I/AAAAAAAAD5Q/WupLFXeegcc/s1600/IMG_9307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627942007401340850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ymi_xpQAMp8/Thp3cAen37I/AAAAAAAAD5Q/WupLFXeegcc/s320/IMG_9307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XJ4rgCy9oL4/Thp3JHh35gI/AAAAAAAAD5I/pwWhzLjavw8/s1600/IMG_9310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627941682876507650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XJ4rgCy9oL4/Thp3JHh35gI/AAAAAAAAD5I/pwWhzLjavw8/s320/IMG_9310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric had found some jumps in the desert out by our house that he wanted to take the boys to. After riding a few miles, taking a few breaks, and chugging lots of water, we found &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; jumps. Not the ones we were looking for, but fun all the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric showing the boys how it's done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bGaMR2ilRtA/Thp2v0KUHMI/AAAAAAAAD5A/Y6EZaQOPZVs/s1600/IMG_9315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627941248180690114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bGaMR2ilRtA/Thp2v0KUHMI/AAAAAAAAD5A/Y6EZaQOPZVs/s320/IMG_9315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were pretty excited to get some air with their front tires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-becw__3xAlo/Thp2iAaeb4I/AAAAAAAAD44/X72tApIkQIs/s1600/IMG_9316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627941010951532418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-becw__3xAlo/Thp2iAaeb4I/AAAAAAAAD44/X72tApIkQIs/s320/IMG_9316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aXacTeAMyy8/Thp2PcMi-AI/AAAAAAAAD4w/N_2PZzacgwo/s1600/IMG_9321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627940691991787522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aXacTeAMyy8/Thp2PcMi-AI/AAAAAAAAD4w/N_2PZzacgwo/s320/IMG_9321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was pretty excited to not fall off my bike! I don't have the bravest of hearts when it comes to these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lyl0SYVrqZA/ThpgkgKZOAI/AAAAAAAAD4g/9vIbJgDqC7A/s1600/IMG_9318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627916864577943554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lyl0SYVrqZA/ThpgkgKZOAI/AAAAAAAAD4g/9vIbJgDqC7A/s320/IMG_9318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian was loaded in the trailer most of the time, but managed to "smile and point" a ride out of his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PMyUKpl61XU/ThpgUPjq25I/AAAAAAAAD4Y/Fn1lx3KE3-o/s1600/IMG_9325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627916585242647442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PMyUKpl61XU/ThpgUPjq25I/AAAAAAAAD4Y/Fn1lx3KE3-o/s320/IMG_9325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn started out on her bike, but after only half a block, we decided to park it and throw her in the trailer, too. She didn't mind so long as she got out every now and again to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41Coft-6uyc/ThpgCqXVf_I/AAAAAAAAD4Q/D3fMCrUAON8/s1600/IMG_9324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627916283201028082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41Coft-6uyc/ThpgCqXVf_I/AAAAAAAAD4Q/D3fMCrUAON8/s320/IMG_9324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty exhausting! And did I mention HOT? Luckily we had popsicles waiting at home for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw9liV9QXPM/Thpf2_8S6mI/AAAAAAAAD4I/YnoVe0SNM50/s1600/IMG_9311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627916082834762338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw9liV9QXPM/Thpf2_8S6mI/AAAAAAAAD4I/YnoVe0SNM50/s320/IMG_9311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening we invited a few families over for hamburgers and fireworks. There were ten adults and twenty kids. A little chaotic, but a lot of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn was terrified of the fireworks last year, so it was a big deal for her to light one this year. She agreed only if Eric would swoop her away as soon as it was lit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5S2uiDa-eIU/ThpfdeTIYII/AAAAAAAAD4A/bZxmHqQIL4A/s1600/IMG_9331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627915644307005570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5S2uiDa-eIU/ThpfdeTIYII/AAAAAAAAD4A/bZxmHqQIL4A/s320/IMG_9331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was too busy enjoying the party to take very many pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iuUms3Fz2xY/ThpfNl_Z0ZI/AAAAAAAAD34/0XnPz8GQGHU/s1600/IMG_9333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627915371493839250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iuUms3Fz2xY/ThpfNl_Z0ZI/AAAAAAAAD34/0XnPz8GQGHU/s320/IMG_9333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are all the kids, minus two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cAwMszQdd9o/Thpe-aHurlI/AAAAAAAAD3w/HvE1S-ASKUU/s1600/IMG_9326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627915110609497682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cAwMszQdd9o/Thpe-aHurlI/AAAAAAAAD3w/HvE1S-ASKUU/s320/IMG_9326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so thankful for the country that we live in, for the freedoms we enjoy, and especially for the men and women who sacrifice their lives to secure these things for us. Happy Independence Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-1566202366401489797?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1566202366401489797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=1566202366401489797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1566202366401489797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1566202366401489797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-fourth.html' title='Happy Fourth!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ymi_xpQAMp8/Thp3cAen37I/AAAAAAAAD5Q/WupLFXeegcc/s72-c/IMG_9307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-7433608059536340363</id><published>2011-05-29T23:16:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T00:23:16.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt Lake City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Finally! My in-laws were coming and I was leaving - for a whole week! Just me and Eric, all by ourselves, with no whining, crying, demanding, wiping, you know, the usual. A trip to SLC was just what I needed and I was ready to go. As anxious as I was to go and see Eric and have a little freedom, I was surprised by the sudden attack of separation anxiety I was having. You'd think since it had just been me and the kids all day every day for the last two months that I'd be jumping on my airplane without a glance back, but I have to admit that it was a little lonely eating my sandwich and reading my book all by myself in the airport. My eyes got watery several times and I hoped I would be able to make it through the week. After all, between all the whining, etc., there was a lot of hugging, playing, laughing, tickling, whomping, and plain ol' good conversation (well at least as good as it gets at this age), too. I kept waiting for the couple next to me on the plane to ask me all about my family, because I was ready to fill our trip with the exciting details of my four children, but I couldn't draw them out. I tried and failed. But don't worry, I managed to shove my phone in their face as we were getting off the airplane to show them a picture of our recent egg coloring. They didn't ask to see it, but I could tell it's what they wanted more than anything. :) I think they were just shy...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, most of my anxiety left me when I got to baggage claim and there was Eric with my suitcase and a beautiful bouquet of tulips. It was soooo good to see him in real life! Skype is wonderful, but nothing is as good as the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started my vacation out with dinner at the Joseph Smith Memorial Building. The view was so fabulous! We had to keep switching seats so we could each have turns with the best shot of the temple. SOOOO pretty! He then took me to a concert at the tabernacle by the Temple Square Choir and the Orchestra at Temple Square. Eric leaned over to me and asked if the choir was like the farm team for the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. Right after that the announcer said that this was the practice choir - those trying out and the first years - of Motab. Kind of funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning was Easter morning and we went to "Music and the Spoken Word" with the real Mormon Tabernacle Choir. It was pretty amazing. The prophet was even there. He was way up front and I was way in the back, but when he waved, I'm sure he was looking &lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt; at me. :) Another resident working in Salt Lake for a few months invited us for Easter dinner, and with a nap in between, it was a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ODc1_xXnudQ/TkdbXDZgF8I/AAAAAAAAEEY/jW8-0K1_9jk/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640577509912221634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ODc1_xXnudQ/TkdbXDZgF8I/AAAAAAAAEEY/jW8-0K1_9jk/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the week was just &lt;em&gt;nice&lt;/em&gt;. Eric still had to work during the day, but I would wander around and sightsee or hunker down and read (it snowed!) and then we would play when he got home at night. One of the best parts was going and doing as we pleased and staying out as late as we wanted. "Want dessert before we head home?" "Sure! We're not paying a babysitter!" Wednesday evening Eric drove me to Provo to meet up with my sisters for Women's Conference. It was WONDERFUL! It's nice to check out from real life every now and again and receive the motivation to check back in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove home Friday night, but even that wasn't too bad. Kimberly didn't trust me to drive and Cari shoved me in the back because I was younger, so I stretched out and slept the whole way. Travel is &lt;em&gt;much &lt;/em&gt;better with them than my kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had such a great week and was so excited to see my kids when I got home. They thrived, my in-laws survived and I came home rested, rejuvenated, and ready to take on the world. Thanks again, Bill and Debbie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry no pictures - they're stuck on my phone and I left my camera at home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-7433608059536340363?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7433608059536340363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=7433608059536340363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/7433608059536340363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/7433608059536340363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/salt-lake-city.html' title='Salt Lake City'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ODc1_xXnudQ/TkdbXDZgF8I/AAAAAAAAEEY/jW8-0K1_9jk/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-1952923685049116553</id><published>2011-05-28T13:56:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T23:06:49.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>While I was away...</title><content type='html'>I saw my in-laws for a whole 10 minutes on my way out of town. I picked them up at the airport and then they kicked me to the curb. I'd written an extensive list of activities, lessons, food preferences, entertainment options, etc., etc., and hoped that it would be enough, because I was out of there! Ashlyn had thrown up a couple of times that morning, but was acting totally fine the rest of the time, so I thought it was nothing (she semi-often does weird things like that) - kissed them all good bye and wished Bill and Debbie 'good luck.' Unfortunately, it wasn't "nothing" and my list was flushed down the toilet, along with everyone else's lunch. Ashlyn did fairly well the rest of that day, but it hit everyone but my father-in-law, one by one (and at one point 3 - Isaac, Carter, and Debbie). I've been told that my father-in-law deserves a medal of honor for courageously holding down the fort. I still haven't gotten many details about their week, but I was left some pictures to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sick room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rCfciwD_VaI/TeMTPLngtaI/AAAAAAAAD3k/CkCl_VPZ-2Y/s1600/P1000624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612350712171247010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rCfciwD_VaI/TeMTPLngtaI/AAAAAAAAD3k/CkCl_VPZ-2Y/s320/P1000624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After recovery, I think these next two pictures were taken to prove that the kids actually did some of their duties (or in Carter's case - doodies!:)) Gotta love the pooper scooper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u8wCKfqZUfY/TeMSrEziHoI/AAAAAAAAD3U/j043jOvZvpE/s1600/P1000635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612350091867332226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u8wCKfqZUfY/TeMSrEziHoI/AAAAAAAAD3U/j043jOvZvpE/s320/P1000635.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VlEaI8sVFDQ/TeMSaxVOn5I/AAAAAAAAD3M/TrrB-Cj5xJE/s1600/P1000638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612349811762044818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VlEaI8sVFDQ/TeMSaxVOn5I/AAAAAAAAD3M/TrrB-Cj5xJE/s320/P1000638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever went on, I'm pretty sure Ian was the main entertainment. I was so proud when I saw the picture in the dryer. Although annoying now, he'd been working up the courage for some time to go in, but could never quite talk himself into it. Nana turned her back and when she turned back around, there he was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Geh_Iz6ibSU/TeFIm2v0KtI/AAAAAAAAD3E/YvkHWaABWwY/s1600/P1000617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611846443048643282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Geh_Iz6ibSU/TeFIm2v0KtI/AAAAAAAAD3E/YvkHWaABWwY/s320/P1000617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoes are his thing these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I3mqzbD2gVU/TeFIVXqUn2I/AAAAAAAAD28/nqaB3a_CDDs/s1600/P1000627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611846142646329186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I3mqzbD2gVU/TeFIVXqUn2I/AAAAAAAAD28/nqaB3a_CDDs/s320/P1000627.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oRAsfnwgOuo/TeFIEJ35fyI/AAAAAAAAD20/vA0cYgQ9owg/s1600/P1000640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611845846887399202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oRAsfnwgOuo/TeFIEJ35fyI/AAAAAAAAD20/vA0cYgQ9owg/s320/P1000640.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0BIToX8w-20/TeFHvsDZIqI/AAAAAAAAD2s/AgXpjBLGbUM/s1600/P1000648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611845495285162658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0BIToX8w-20/TeFHvsDZIqI/AAAAAAAAD2s/AgXpjBLGbUM/s320/P1000648.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana and Ashlyn had a girl's day out on the town. They went shopping and out to lunch. Ashlyn came back as a beautiful bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fvfZUx5iuCk/TeFHgR4fSkI/AAAAAAAAD2k/LgkjlX3Td34/s1600/P1000646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611845230562069058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fvfZUx5iuCk/TeFHgR4fSkI/AAAAAAAAD2k/LgkjlX3Td34/s320/P1000646.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of waking up early to make it to the airport (they flew in and out of Phoenix) when it was time to go, they took the kids to a hotel to have some fun. They loved the swimming and who can resist watching TV in a hotel room? Wait...someone's missing. Where's Ian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iZoB1_v3gGA/TeFG7qgYq8I/AAAAAAAAD2c/OwWKwbdYqUQ/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611844601516698562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iZoB1_v3gGA/TeFG7qgYq8I/AAAAAAAAD2c/OwWKwbdYqUQ/s320/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ejCb1AnuXEI/TeFGtJTapaI/AAAAAAAAD2U/C5Q2DzSiGwY/s1600/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611844352085763490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ejCb1AnuXEI/TeFGtJTapaI/AAAAAAAAD2U/C5Q2DzSiGwY/s320/053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids loved having Nana and Papa there. There's no one they'd rather have clean up their puke than their grandparents! :) It wasn't exactly the visit that my in-laws had imagined it would be, but they were troopers and are VERY much appreciated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-1952923685049116553?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1952923685049116553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=1952923685049116553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1952923685049116553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1952923685049116553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/while-i-was-away.html' title='While I was away...'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rCfciwD_VaI/TeMTPLngtaI/AAAAAAAAD3k/CkCl_VPZ-2Y/s72-c/P1000624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-2288155612516179741</id><published>2011-04-30T22:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T22:15:50.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring it on!</title><content type='html'>I just had the most amazing week. My in-laws (best ever!) came to watch my kids so that I could spend a blissful week in Utah with Eric and then my sisters - all by myself! By the end of the week I felt rested, rejuvenated, inspired, uplifted, and ready to be a happy, wonderful mom again. Kimberly, Cari, and I drove through the night last night to get home for my kids so that my in-laws could catch their plane. Reality always hits - especially when you're tired. Since we left Phoenix, Ian screamed an hour of our hour and a half drive home, Isaac spilt a chocolate milkshake all over the van's carpet, Ashlyn peed on the floor, Ian learned (by example) to throw die cast cars, etc., etc. But you know what? I'm still happy, I'm loving being home with my kids, and I'm ready for whatever tomorrow brings, because there is nowhere I'd rather be than where I am right now. I love my life and am so lucky that it's mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come on my fabulous week later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-2288155612516179741?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2288155612516179741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=2288155612516179741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/2288155612516179741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/2288155612516179741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/bring-it-on.html' title='Bring it on!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-3512765102755905462</id><published>2011-04-07T16:23:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T16:32:00.242-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashionista!</title><content type='html'>Ashlyn's friend, Alexa, wanted to have a fashion show for playgroup on Tuesday. Ashlyn had no idea what one was (am I failing as a mother?), but was very excited to pick out and wear her prettiest things. She decided to go with a ballerina theme. From our front door to theirs I heard, "I am SOOO beautiful" at least twenty times. She really is a vision, isn't she? :) &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-09e_LzW2s4o/TZ4sF76nEiI/AAAAAAAAD14/zH8qx-aoMHk/s1600/IMG_8945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592956267735224866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-09e_LzW2s4o/TZ4sF76nEiI/AAAAAAAAD14/zH8qx-aoMHk/s320/IMG_8945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hProN_1sMDc/TZ4r-U9wUTI/AAAAAAAAD1w/aQ5RxBZjcEo/s1600/IMG_8946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592956137020346674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hProN_1sMDc/TZ4r-U9wUTI/AAAAAAAAD1w/aQ5RxBZjcEo/s320/IMG_8946.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-3512765102755905462?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3512765102755905462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=3512765102755905462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3512765102755905462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3512765102755905462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/fashionista.html' title='Fashionista!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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/-09e_LzW2s4o/TZ4sF76nEiI/AAAAAAAAD14/zH8qx-aoMHk/s72-c/IMG_8945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-1754992455015099280</id><published>2011-04-07T16:01:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T16:23:09.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a really good dream...</title><content type='html'>You know when you have a really good dream and you don't even remember everything that happened - just that it was good? That was our week with Eric home. It was heaven! No work, no stress. Just Dad. Icecream, basketball games, remote control cars, swimming. The works! I even got to enjoy him by myself a bit. Our good friends watched the kids while we went hiking and out to dinner. We finished the week off with a trip to the zoo. It's the only thing I got pictures of! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-diXeb0VFgAE/TZ4pYFEXGtI/AAAAAAAAD1o/F9ksPEEeTmA/s1600/IMG_8906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592953280894802642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-diXeb0VFgAE/TZ4pYFEXGtI/AAAAAAAAD1o/F9ksPEEeTmA/s320/IMG_8906.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lRDeBGMkML8/TZ4pMqXJsvI/AAAAAAAAD1g/39BIWCQpE3w/s1600/IMG_8907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592953084747297522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lRDeBGMkML8/TZ4pMqXJsvI/AAAAAAAAD1g/39BIWCQpE3w/s320/IMG_8907.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hQYuqdSXBMM/TZ4pBQwvdjI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/yMziuhk8gfU/s1600/IMG_8910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592952888896747058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hQYuqdSXBMM/TZ4pBQwvdjI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/yMziuhk8gfU/s320/IMG_8910.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UcEihsc28y8/TZ4oNHJZjFI/AAAAAAAAD04/4l4p4YofIP0/s1600/IMG_8931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592951992962616402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UcEihsc28y8/TZ4oNHJZjFI/AAAAAAAAD04/4l4p4YofIP0/s320/IMG_8931.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ORNSTvg5UQ/TZ4n1NKHW_I/AAAAAAAAD0w/s99saFCMTrs/s1600/IMG_8932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592951582259370994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ORNSTvg5UQ/TZ4n1NKHW_I/AAAAAAAAD0w/s99saFCMTrs/s320/IMG_8932.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-37UHgDmKo6Q/TZ4nh5CeM4I/AAAAAAAAD0o/xxwvNfzCcFU/s1600/IMG_8929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592951250441089922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-37UHgDmKo6Q/TZ4nh5CeM4I/AAAAAAAAD0o/xxwvNfzCcFU/s320/IMG_8929.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what makes life sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-1754992455015099280?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1754992455015099280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=1754992455015099280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1754992455015099280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1754992455015099280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/like-really-good-dream.html' title='Like a really good dream...'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-diXeb0VFgAE/TZ4pYFEXGtI/AAAAAAAAD1o/F9ksPEEeTmA/s72-c/IMG_8906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-2720611859872037647</id><published>2011-04-07T15:13:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T15:32:48.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Picture Time!</title><content type='html'>The first major item on my list for Eric's week home (aside from cleaning out the garage) was family pictures. The last ones we took, Ashlyn was 18m old. I bought a Groupon for a photo shoot with Michael Chansley, so Monday evening we were off to Reid Park for a serious good time. (Surely you caught the sarcasm - family pictures with little kids - okay, you've got it now.) Ian had been running a fever all day and was less than chipper, the wind was whipping mine and Ashlyn's hair all around, and it was a new park with lots of interesting things to see and do - much more interesting than holding still and focusing on having your picture taken time and time again. Nonetheless, I think we got some really great shots of the kids and a good one of Eric and I. The actual family pictures I think are only okay at best. I haven't picked one for the wall yet, but by golly I shelled out the cash, I'm going to do it - even if it's painful. Here's the best of the best! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yn1i_yoJZqM/TZ4dG_inCII/AAAAAAAAD0Y/SVft7yU9jUE/s1600/2011-03-28_Portraits_016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592939793213753474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yn1i_yoJZqM/TZ4dG_inCII/AAAAAAAAD0Y/SVft7yU9jUE/s320/2011-03-28_Portraits_016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rkc7Nsx8Tdk/TZ4dAVX__zI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/kR_jjgkRaM4/s1600/2011-03-28_Portraits_014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592939678815747890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rkc7Nsx8Tdk/TZ4dAVX__zI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/kR_jjgkRaM4/s320/2011-03-28_Portraits_014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rxJMqIFoah4/TZ4c6JiS0PI/AAAAAAAAD0I/GwiSxbwg0oo/s1600/2011-03-28_Portraits_012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592939572558483698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rxJMqIFoah4/TZ4c6JiS0PI/AAAAAAAAD0I/GwiSxbwg0oo/s320/2011-03-28_Portraits_012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dx1llzoWN8w/TZ4cyvLrXnI/AAAAAAAAD0A/B4kZWjMMlgE/s1600/2011-03-28_Portraits_061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592939445225217650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dx1llzoWN8w/TZ4cyvLrXnI/AAAAAAAAD0A/B4kZWjMMlgE/s320/2011-03-28_Portraits_061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UgnPXYX95uw/TZ4cqOfuu_I/AAAAAAAADz4/OR3YFr2H4SU/s1600/2011-03-28_Portraits_024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592939299012000754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UgnPXYX95uw/TZ4cqOfuu_I/AAAAAAAADz4/OR3YFr2H4SU/s320/2011-03-28_Portraits_024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhOYFsFJbgk/TZ4ci7WmtaI/AAAAAAAADzw/Q_FxeXY507A/s1600/2011-03-28_Portraits_050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592939173614368162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhOYFsFJbgk/TZ4ci7WmtaI/AAAAAAAADzw/Q_FxeXY507A/s320/2011-03-28_Portraits_050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SRx_NPME0IE/TZ4cXpUNG8I/AAAAAAAADzo/6eET-j2DnHM/s1600/2011-03-28_Portraits_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592938979793902530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SRx_NPME0IE/TZ4cXpUNG8I/AAAAAAAADzo/6eET-j2DnHM/s320/2011-03-28_Portraits_005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZDiX7S3tqY/TZ4cPAh-5UI/AAAAAAAADzg/Cvfy3ym7nwo/s1600/2011-03-28_Portraits_037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592938831406884162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZDiX7S3tqY/TZ4cPAh-5UI/AAAAAAAADzg/Cvfy3ym7nwo/s320/2011-03-28_Portraits_037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t21wkX2HDdI/TZ4cGLeuX4I/AAAAAAAADzY/UqqxKTJOk5U/s1600/2011-03-28_Portraits_030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592938679727185794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t21wkX2HDdI/TZ4cGLeuX4I/AAAAAAAADzY/UqqxKTJOk5U/s320/2011-03-28_Portraits_030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ne85GOdb7o0/TZ4b8CX6mQI/AAAAAAAADzQ/XwE0RCE9w2s/s1600/2011-03-28_Portraits_057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592938505484015874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ne85GOdb7o0/TZ4b8CX6mQI/AAAAAAAADzQ/XwE0RCE9w2s/s320/2011-03-28_Portraits_057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eRlOPc6zdWs/TZ4bxCB3mQI/AAAAAAAADzI/-Jnb7ZXwA1k/s1600/2011-03-28_Portraits_041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592938316412983554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eRlOPc6zdWs/TZ4bxCB3mQI/AAAAAAAADzI/-Jnb7ZXwA1k/s320/2011-03-28_Portraits_041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MpXF2unQ2BI/TZ4bQ_EqgNI/AAAAAAAADzA/t85W0kqCSVo/s1600/2011-03-28_Portraits_033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592937765863588050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MpXF2unQ2BI/TZ4bQ_EqgNI/AAAAAAAADzA/t85W0kqCSVo/s320/2011-03-28_Portraits_033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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It was also the Herring's spring break, which was perfect, because my boys have such a good time with her boys. Grandpa was definitely the star of the show this week. He borrowed a train (the kind made from oil barrels and powered by a lawnmower) from a friend and gave the kids rides several times. They usually ended up at the park for awhile to play and then headed back home with lots of twists and turns. I had my camera out and ready for the first train ride, only to discover that my battery was dead with no charger. So much for spring break pictures! The boys also cornered Grandpa in his workshop and talked him into making wooden swords for everyone. He was a good sport about it and even made Carter a new one after he busted his first one within an hour. The visit was really nice for me, too. I enjoyed a long walk, lunch, cards, and good conversation with my sister - which doesn't happen nearly often enough! The biggest highlight of our trip for me (aside from picking Eric up for a week at the end of it!) was running into my old violin teacher. She asked me if I've kept up with my violin much, which I had to ashamedly answer "no"(with the promise of intent to start up again soon). She invited me to her house that evening for a violin lesson and it was SOOO much fun! I drove home giddy. I'd forgotten how much I really do enjoy my violin and it has rekindled a desire to learn how to play it again. I really appreciated her kindness and thoughtfulness. After Thatcher, we went to Phoenix to pick Eric up at the airport for a whole week's visit! He had to change to an earlier flight because of delays with his previous one, which was an extra bonus. We picked him up, treated the kids to IHOP (which to them is almost as good as Disneyland) and came home. HOME! It was so nice to be home with my family. What a great spring break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-7975440624579054674?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7975440624579054674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=7975440624579054674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/7975440624579054674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/7975440624579054674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-7350808468143454960</id><published>2011-03-21T22:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T00:21:15.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Thunderer"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;For a Daddy and some grandparents who wished they could have been there, and for whoever else has the desire to watch it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cb247adeeb05dca6" 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" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-7815512306271252913</id><published>2011-03-20T19:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T23:30:46.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm calling it official</title><content type='html'>Put on your safety gear....Ian's walking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-82a1aTAOdm4/TYbT-_0YUPI/AAAAAAAADyw/uzYtJ_0qD5E/s1600/IMG_8823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586385467036160242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-82a1aTAOdm4/TYbT-_0YUPI/AAAAAAAADyw/uzYtJ_0qD5E/s320/IMG_8823.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been standing up for quite a while now and taking just a few steps, but that was it.  Since Friday he has decided that walking is fun and he's now doing it about 50% of the time.  He still sits down about every 10 steps or so, but then he stands back up and keeps going.  Watch out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-623ce0c102b78a1d" 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://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D623ce0c102b78a1d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330309259%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DDEBBE0E2387FA05DED80BDCB7D8D0A1741D6A6C.5D32497C96360E858D0B6F6CA87049686065EAE0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D623ce0c102b78a1d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D87ueRYgQqeENKZlFlH_MPT17E0A&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://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D623ce0c102b78a1d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330309259%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DDEBBE0E2387FA05DED80BDCB7D8D0A1741D6A6C.5D32497C96360E858D0B6F6CA87049686065EAE0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D623ce0c102b78a1d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D87ueRYgQqeENKZlFlH_MPT17E0A&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/7439503358247553377-7815512306271252913?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7815512306271252913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=7815512306271252913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/7815512306271252913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/7815512306271252913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-calling-it-official.html' title='I&apos;m calling it official'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-82a1aTAOdm4/TYbT-_0YUPI/AAAAAAAADyw/uzYtJ_0qD5E/s72-c/IMG_8823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-4991734730999698617</id><published>2011-03-20T18:59:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T19:36:37.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano Ensemble</title><content type='html'>Saturday night Isaac performed in the Tucson Music Teacher's Association 58th Piano Ensemble "Shall We Dance?".  We have been preparing for this since November or December and he did a fabulous job.  We've been going to UofA every Saturday for the last month for rehearsals.  The practices were closed, but they let Eric into one since he wouldn't be able to make the actual concert.  Their conductor was Dr. Kolosick and Eric said he was great with the kids.  We're really glad that Isaac was able to have this experience.  It has been really neat.  The concert was at Centennial Hall.  They had 12 grand pianos on stage, with as many as 36 students playing at once on some pieces.  There were 24 for Isaac's song.  He performed the secondo part for "The Thunderer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may think Isaac is posing here.  Really, he is just asking if he can PLEASE climb the tree in his Sunday best.  Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUn4_oY1BMk/TYaZFFyBObI/AAAAAAAADyo/nyxnYSDTVGM/s1600/IMG_8873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586320700530047410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUn4_oY1BMk/TYaZFFyBObI/AAAAAAAADyo/nyxnYSDTVGM/s320/IMG_8873.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac and his piano partner, Jacob, waiting for the concert to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xehr9CFjzVk/TYaY0f6oPTI/AAAAAAAADyg/3Jiu6Ya0FuU/s1600/IMG_8875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586320415487704370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xehr9CFjzVk/TYaY0f6oPTI/AAAAAAAADyg/3Jiu6Ya0FuU/s320/IMG_8875.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you find him?  He's the fourth one in on the middle row of pianos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d5_0HNvOlGo/TYaYoWlqK5I/AAAAAAAADyY/yCKLPxculHY/s1600/IMG_8876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586320206825401234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d5_0HNvOlGo/TYaYoWlqK5I/AAAAAAAADyY/yCKLPxculHY/s320/IMG_8876.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventh from the left.  He looked so handsome up there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DCHSYHz4N7o/TYaYgEy_HNI/AAAAAAAADyQ/Z3VdsjXLbpQ/s1600/IMG_8877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586320064610507986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DCHSYHz4N7o/TYaYgEy_HNI/AAAAAAAADyQ/Z3VdsjXLbpQ/s320/IMG_8877.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His friends, Caleb and Amy, came to support him (Natalie, too!).  They were so cute.  I think they were as proud of Isaac as I was.  Next year we'll get to watch all three of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eW834jSdrIk/TYaYTtjYFsI/AAAAAAAADyI/lBUYubC5NM0/s1600/IMG_8879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586319852212590274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eW834jSdrIk/TYaYTtjYFsI/AAAAAAAADyI/lBUYubC5NM0/s320/IMG_8879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac claimed that he wasn't a bit nervous.  Just really excited.  I'm glad he had such a good time.  Great job, kiddo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zhukXT_97KU/TYaXRfYVB4I/AAAAAAAADyA/H2bOGN1MVm0/s1600/IMG_8881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586318714536789890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zhukXT_97KU/TYaXRfYVB4I/AAAAAAAADyA/H2bOGN1MVm0/s320/IMG_8881.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-4991734730999698617?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4991734730999698617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=4991734730999698617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/4991734730999698617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/4991734730999698617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/piano-ensemble.html' title='Piano Ensemble'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUn4_oY1BMk/TYaZFFyBObI/AAAAAAAADyo/nyxnYSDTVGM/s72-c/IMG_8873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-3084049229954708066</id><published>2011-03-20T18:28:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T18:58:02.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh...The Dead Animal Museum?"</title><content type='html'>I was talking to Eric on the phone and told him that we were planning a trip to the International Wildlife Museum as an official kick-off to Spring Break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where?"&lt;br /&gt;"The Wildlife Museum."&lt;br /&gt;"Huh?"&lt;br /&gt;"The one with all of the stuffed animals."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh...The Dead Animal Museum?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, dear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have that exact conversation EVERY time I mention this museum. I personally think it's really neat because you get to see all sorts of animals up close and get a real idea of what they're like - skin, size, fur, teeth, etc. Eric prefers the zoo. Good thing there's both in Tucson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W7o9gv72hdA/TYaQ7Vr2K5I/AAAAAAAADxw/7NzfCepyQYc/s1600/IMG_8842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586311736907410322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W7o9gv72hdA/TYaQ7Vr2K5I/AAAAAAAADxw/7NzfCepyQYc/s320/IMG_8842.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alligator wrestling, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lc3ozb9Sp58/TYaQxLIInPI/AAAAAAAADxo/LxvbvcwiTPQ/s1600/IMG_8845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586311562274577650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lc3ozb9Sp58/TYaQxLIInPI/AAAAAAAADxo/LxvbvcwiTPQ/s320/IMG_8845.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ONLY time I'd be willing to stand under a giraffe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9sNXRIKHD3g/TYaQmU_WuDI/AAAAAAAADxg/9UZbAc6iF2Y/s1600/IMG_8846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586311375943546930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9sNXRIKHD3g/TYaQmU_WuDI/AAAAAAAADxg/9UZbAc6iF2Y/s320/IMG_8846.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qVZBXSg9YnE/TYaTyv3W7NI/AAAAAAAADx4/_WB_6KbTtpc/s1600/IMG_8848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586314887851076818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qVZBXSg9YnE/TYaTyv3W7NI/AAAAAAAADx4/_WB_6KbTtpc/s320/IMG_8848.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lions were my personal favorite. Who knew they had such cute faces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-je1v7fTDHHo/TYaQVRuUEcI/AAAAAAAADxY/qDrm3yu3gQ0/s1600/IMG_8858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586311083008987586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-je1v7fTDHHo/TYaQVRuUEcI/AAAAAAAADxY/qDrm3yu3gQ0/s320/IMG_8858.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wAUhpTW1ezk/TYaQLwKLAXI/AAAAAAAADxQ/Z5JGPt5qbRc/s1600/IMG_8857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586310919380205938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wAUhpTW1ezk/TYaQLwKLAXI/AAAAAAAADxQ/Z5JGPt5qbRc/s320/IMG_8857.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hWWTw2gg8Pg/TYaP9WyUcyI/AAAAAAAADxI/PW8-KJRIMhc/s1600/IMG_8853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586310672051106594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hWWTw2gg8Pg/TYaP9WyUcyI/AAAAAAAADxI/PW8-KJRIMhc/s320/IMG_8853.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t7gEBWpkP3w/TYaPwnj3dnI/AAAAAAAADxA/l385Y--9kf4/s1600/IMG_8854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586310453215590002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t7gEBWpkP3w/TYaPwnj3dnI/AAAAAAAADxA/l385Y--9kf4/s320/IMG_8854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fmcHqSLIymc/TYaPVf5NocI/AAAAAAAADww/OmPnFzyp0qg/s1600/IMG_8866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586309987301171650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fmcHqSLIymc/TYaPVf5NocI/AAAAAAAADww/OmPnFzyp0qg/s320/IMG_8866.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-78rWmfnKlTo/TYaO0W2jAsI/AAAAAAAADwo/s8ztWQ1q0Xc/s1600/IMG_8870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586309417938387650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-78rWmfnKlTo/TYaO0W2jAsI/AAAAAAAADwo/s8ztWQ1q0Xc/s320/IMG_8870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JTtgNd_WNg/TYaOmNpGjqI/AAAAAAAADwg/cjAV848kWOw/s1600/IMG_8864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586309174947909282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JTtgNd_WNg/TYaOmNpGjqI/AAAAAAAADwg/cjAV848kWOw/s320/IMG_8864.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a really fun time. Now I feel like it's vacation! We topped it off with some icecream from McDonald's and then a yummy dinner with our friends, the Caldwells. Hooray for Spring Break!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-3084049229954708066?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3084049229954708066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=3084049229954708066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3084049229954708066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3084049229954708066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/ohthe-dead-animal-museum.html' title='&quot;Oh...The Dead Animal Museum?&quot;'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W7o9gv72hdA/TYaQ7Vr2K5I/AAAAAAAADxw/7NzfCepyQYc/s72-c/IMG_8842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-1052836127328834167</id><published>2011-03-20T18:13:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T18:27:48.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Patty's Day</title><content type='html'>Those mischevious leprechauns trashed our house again!  Tables and benches overturned, newspaper everywhere, pillows out of place.....what a mess!  There was even toilet paper hanging from our light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5A6dgAWNDTY/TYaLR9LAdjI/AAAAAAAADwY/01atz9-PhLg/s1600/IMG_8826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586305528394446386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5A6dgAWNDTY/TYaLR9LAdjI/AAAAAAAADwY/01atz9-PhLg/s320/IMG_8826.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids couldn't figure out how the leprechauns got their shoes up on the fan.  I couldn't figure out how they got the dust on the fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ldofVAt_CiA/TYaLEj9GmPI/AAAAAAAADwQ/r5jlRzt4EX8/s1600/IMG_8828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586305298286942450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ldofVAt_CiA/TYaLEj9GmPI/AAAAAAAADwQ/r5jlRzt4EX8/s320/IMG_8828.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian wasn't as worried about the 'how's and what's' of our messy house.  He was more concerned about devouring his green eggs and pancakes.  It's amazing how that leprechaun dust turns everything green - even the milk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BiNnVnH0kxg/TYaKzTCyZ8I/AAAAAAAADwI/Uid17h6jU2c/s1600/IMG_8841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 286px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586305001689606082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BiNnVnH0kxg/TYaKzTCyZ8I/AAAAAAAADwI/Uid17h6jU2c/s320/IMG_8841.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys worked really hard on their leprechaun traps, but all they caught were a few pieces of gold chocolate.  I'm sure the traps would have worked if we would have implemented the lasers and video cameras that were in their original design, but I convinced them to scale it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XrU2MoZHLNM/TYaKkh-GvFI/AAAAAAAADwA/X00N1VE4xjM/s1600/IMG_8839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586304747998461010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XrU2MoZHLNM/TYaKkh-GvFI/AAAAAAAADwA/X00N1VE4xjM/s320/IMG_8839.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure next year will be the year.  Don't worry - they'll be planning for the next 11 months.  Hooray for St. Patrick's Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-1052836127328834167?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1052836127328834167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=1052836127328834167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1052836127328834167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1052836127328834167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/st-pattys-day.html' title='St. Patty&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5A6dgAWNDTY/TYaLR9LAdjI/AAAAAAAADwY/01atz9-PhLg/s72-c/IMG_8826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-9020752011936309533</id><published>2011-03-13T16:38:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T17:50:12.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tappin' Good Time</title><content type='html'>Ashlyn started taking a dance class back in October.  It's a ballet/jazz/tap combo.  They don't have recitals for her age, but they have Observation Day where we can go in the last 15 min of class and watch them tap.  I didn't get any action shots, but I did get a video of her that I love.  Her first Observation Day was in mid-December, and then we just had another one two weeks ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fs3EpdvW7wU/TX07KRLi-zI/AAAAAAAADvw/4DMFrENon5M/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583684160605846322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fs3EpdvW7wU/TX07KRLi-zI/AAAAAAAADvw/4DMFrENon5M/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started taking because of her friend, Evie.  Ashlyn went with her once to try it out and had such a good time we signed her up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ae5ABhMjWpA/TX07DMKfUkI/AAAAAAAADvo/f3Tai3qpGsM/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uwt71JyLyfE/TX07kKT3eOI/AAAAAAAADv4/zZe-RI1-5P4/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583684605438294242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uwt71JyLyfE/TX07kKT3eOI/AAAAAAAADv4/zZe-RI1-5P4/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of class, they line up with their hands on their head so they can get a stamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wYHvcjFgj9M/TX06xEjyjtI/AAAAAAAADvg/YRlskbAIu7I/s1600/IMG_8811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583683727721139922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wYHvcjFgj9M/TX06xEjyjtI/AAAAAAAADvg/YRlskbAIu7I/s320/IMG_8811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evie switched over to gymnastics, but luckily her friend, Alexa joined in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HFhPzLp5cYs/TX06h-tM0PI/AAAAAAAADvY/6f82bqrWLRM/s1600/IMG_8816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583683468451959026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HFhPzLp5cYs/TX06h-tM0PI/AAAAAAAADvY/6f82bqrWLRM/s320/IMG_8816.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she's so stinkin' cute in her dance clothes and I have had a ball watching her try so hard to do what her teacher does - even if it doesn't always turn out just right.  She's even tried to teach her brothers a move or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ObSu9m4JwOk/TX06TSx9NvI/AAAAAAAADvQ/oovdaNlvJEI/s1600/IMG_8817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583683216142579442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ObSu9m4JwOk/TX06TSx9NvI/AAAAAAAADvQ/oovdaNlvJEI/s320/IMG_8817.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn and Alexa decided that they'd like to try gymnastics now, too, but there is a waiting list.  &lt;div&gt;Hopefully we'll get her started up in August when school starts again.  Little girls are fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-9020752011936309533?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9020752011936309533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=9020752011936309533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/9020752011936309533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/9020752011936309533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/tappin-good-time.html' title='Tappin&apos; Good Time'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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/-Fs3EpdvW7wU/TX07KRLi-zI/AAAAAAAADvw/4DMFrENon5M/s72-c/DSC_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-962999818964328806</id><published>2011-03-13T16:07:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T18:09:50.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fossil Dig</title><content type='html'>Isaac had a piano practice down at UofA, so we decided to hit the Desert Museum on the way (or way out of the way) home.  We didn't have a lot of time, so I let the kids choose what they wanted to see and do.  We of course hit the Fossil Dig.  I had my camera with me, but was determined &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;to take any pictures because it seems like every time we go, that's the only place I take them at.  I was doing so well until Ian joined in.  The four of them were working SOOO hard, I just couldn't resist.  They actually dug something out this time.  Each of them came home with at least a piece of a fossil.  They are convinced the fossils are real.  I am convinced they're not - but at least everyone was happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WoPcjxc6IS4/TX024QtGS6I/AAAAAAAADvI/Im1_gx-83o4/s1600/IMG_8701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583679453193980834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WoPcjxc6IS4/TX024QtGS6I/AAAAAAAADvI/Im1_gx-83o4/s320/IMG_8701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6rw2SezJvwM/TX02ncCqojI/AAAAAAAADvA/sQGsWCQe0js/s1600/IMG_8704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583679164179456562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6rw2SezJvwM/TX02ncCqojI/AAAAAAAADvA/sQGsWCQe0js/s320/IMG_8704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who can enter or leave the museum without a ride on the javelinas?  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tv8HXjPooDo/TX02Q5f4_DI/AAAAAAAADu4/J6JWI-vp1hg/s1600/IMG_8712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583678776949668914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tv8HXjPooDo/TX02Q5f4_DI/AAAAAAAADu4/J6JWI-vp1hg/s320/IMG_8712.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great time - just like every time.  We just don't go often enough.  We need to make better use of our membership!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-962999818964328806?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/962999818964328806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=962999818964328806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/962999818964328806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/962999818964328806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/fossil-dig.html' title='Fossil Dig'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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/-WoPcjxc6IS4/TX024QtGS6I/AAAAAAAADvI/Im1_gx-83o4/s72-c/IMG_8701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-2343570789948036731</id><published>2011-03-13T15:45:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T13:26:44.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Princess</title><content type='html'>Ashlyn is another year older and wiser.  She is now four years old, which is not three.  Hooray!  We'd barely gotten out of bed before everyone was crowded around Nana and Papa's package that had been torturing them all weekend long.  It may have been for Ashlyn, but it was still quite the family affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cbaJLrT3YVg/TX0yAwYxh9I/AAAAAAAADuw/cVilv2Y8XfU/s1600/IMG_8723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583674101579483090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cbaJLrT3YVg/TX0yAwYxh9I/AAAAAAAADuw/cVilv2Y8XfU/s320/IMG_8723.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves her new clothes and I love her special ability to pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ESraxXG31k8/TX0xu5usaYI/AAAAAAAADuo/w1Fc4UyCUpA/s1600/IMG_8728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583673794849696130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ESraxXG31k8/TX0xu5usaYI/AAAAAAAADuo/w1Fc4UyCUpA/s320/IMG_8728.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We figured we might as well dig into the pillow cases while we were at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-41x_CYzqWn4/TX0xkBajONI/AAAAAAAADug/yhDSV4yUpE8/s1600/IMG_8735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583673607934130386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-41x_CYzqWn4/TX0xkBajONI/AAAAAAAADug/yhDSV4yUpE8/s320/IMG_8735.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a close competition with new dresses and Rapunzel, but I think her gumball machine won best gift of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dnYRo96S_XM/TX0xbIyCpVI/AAAAAAAADuY/VFZ-rBGs9Eo/s1600/IMG_8736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583673455292884306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dnYRo96S_XM/TX0xbIyCpVI/AAAAAAAADuY/VFZ-rBGs9Eo/s320/IMG_8736.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At her request, we had german pancakes for breakfast.  She does NOT like donuts, but we still got her birthday dozen from Crispy Cremes for the rest of us to enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ePZxlyCT4Vk/TX0xLGRDeNI/AAAAAAAADuQ/u6rscVeaeCY/s1600/IMG_8742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583673179739748562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ePZxlyCT4Vk/TX0xLGRDeNI/AAAAAAAADuQ/u6rscVeaeCY/s320/IMG_8742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sent the boys off to school then loaded up for her preschool fieldtrip to the firestation.  Let the partying begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8UwsL2Sxs8/TX0w6Vg8CZI/AAAAAAAADuI/kOF6lmo_fZg/s1600/IMG_8766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583672891775125906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8UwsL2Sxs8/TX0w6Vg8CZI/AAAAAAAADuI/kOF6lmo_fZg/s320/IMG_8766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hK3A6BnH7Pk/TX0wpxebi3I/AAAAAAAADuA/vwyeVIHqFqE/s1600/IMG_8768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583672607223024498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hK3A6BnH7Pk/TX0wpxebi3I/AAAAAAAADuA/vwyeVIHqFqE/s320/IMG_8768.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the firestation, we had to hurry home.  It was time to princessify!  We were expecting 9 other little princesses for our royal celebration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took quite a bit of convincing, but I talked Ashlyn out of cake and into pink cupcakes for her party.  It's hard to see, but they are royal carriages and crowns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qjSdFdySJJU/TX0wO_NpbfI/AAAAAAAADt4/ti2p3hMhXdw/s1600/IMG_8717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583672147054259698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qjSdFdySJJU/TX0wO_NpbfI/AAAAAAAADt4/ti2p3hMhXdw/s320/IMG_8717.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, (thanks to her brothers) I could not get her to budge on the castle pinata.  I think it turned out pretty well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V1jIiKoB4Tw/TX0v7wxqesI/AAAAAAAADtw/cbTNRn_Fif0/s1600/IMG_8719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583671816761277122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V1jIiKoB4Tw/TX0v7wxqesI/AAAAAAAADtw/cbTNRn_Fif0/s320/IMG_8719.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I couldn't handle all the mayhem myself, so my friend Natalie came to the rescue.  She saved the day multiple times - from decorating until 10:30 the night before, to providing party games, to having someone to cry with when the girls wanted nothing to do with the party games!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are all the BEAUTIFUL princesses!  (And a few random handsome princes!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2FCaT1KmfAw/TX0vfaxTANI/AAAAAAAADto/kvScOdYlt98/s1600/IMG_8774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583671329817821394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2FCaT1KmfAw/TX0vfaxTANI/AAAAAAAADto/kvScOdYlt98/s320/IMG_8774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think "Kiss the Frog" was the biggest hit of the party.  Any time you get to wear red lipstick, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wtp3EQcEu4w/TX0vOJDjUZI/AAAAAAAADtg/VYUXNZjsxMY/s1600/IMG_8777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583671033004773778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wtp3EQcEu4w/TX0vOJDjUZI/AAAAAAAADtg/VYUXNZjsxMY/s320/IMG_8777.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn blew all four candles out in one blow!  It's going to be a lucky year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WqDxF-tQUw4/TX0ttgX6h1I/AAAAAAAADtY/SH9wtgABDm8/s1600/IMG_8791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583669372816885586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WqDxF-tQUw4/TX0ttgX6h1I/AAAAAAAADtY/SH9wtgABDm8/s320/IMG_8791.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pinata is pretty tough to bust open with so many dainty princesses trying to do the job.  We were lucky that Zachary, our neighbor, came by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-urY4mmmuXb8/TX0tkchZbYI/AAAAAAAADtQ/i1754U6LBec/s1600/IMG_8796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583669217164094850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-urY4mmmuXb8/TX0tkchZbYI/AAAAAAAADtQ/i1754U6LBec/s320/IMG_8796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We enjoyed the rest of the day playing with new birthday toys and having dinner at Ashlyn's favorite place - Natalie's house!  Happy Birthday, Princess!  We love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-2343570789948036731?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2343570789948036731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=2343570789948036731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/2343570789948036731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/2343570789948036731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/birthday-princess.html' title='Birthday Princess'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cbaJLrT3YVg/TX0yAwYxh9I/AAAAAAAADuw/cVilv2Y8XfU/s72-c/IMG_8723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-1357157892349524364</id><published>2011-03-13T15:34:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T12:55:57.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Again and Again</title><content type='html'>The kids had no school for Rodeo Days, so we took advantage of the beautiful weather and went to the park with friends. Ian LOVED the slide. Luckily, his siblings wanted to take him again and again because he wanted to go - again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K763VRWmQaU/TX0s5b2IzWI/AAAAAAAADtI/MoIPVUMU2Xg/s1600/IMG_8606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583668478248275298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K763VRWmQaU/TX0s5b2IzWI/AAAAAAAADtI/MoIPVUMU2Xg/s320/IMG_8606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  The anticiPAtion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f_uL24Lnw94/TX0swi9sjII/AAAAAAAADtA/5U_5wo0sSNQ/s1600/IMG_8609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583668325540203650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f_uL24Lnw94/TX0swi9sjII/AAAAAAAADtA/5U_5wo0sSNQ/s320/IMG_8609.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of other goof balls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4E5bv2PpnhM/TX0slaKmxcI/AAAAAAAADs4/WqSbPVvXMlc/s1600/IMG_8611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583668134199870914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4E5bv2PpnhM/TX0slaKmxcI/AAAAAAAADs4/WqSbPVvXMlc/s320/IMG_8611.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QjsvK2dRBGo/TX0sbHA-ISI/AAAAAAAADsw/Oo160fQUkSQ/s1600/IMG_8613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583667957260493090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QjsvK2dRBGo/TX0sbHA-ISI/AAAAAAAADsw/Oo160fQUkSQ/s320/IMG_8613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pdocO8Kjepc/TX0rVCnpomI/AAAAAAAADso/jbzHFd-PWRM/s1600/IMG_8618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583666753489707618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pdocO8Kjepc/TX0rVCnpomI/AAAAAAAADso/jbzHFd-PWRM/s320/IMG_8618.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friends have a huge mesquite tree in their front yard that my kids love to climb.  Whenever I tell them to load in the car, I generally go out to find them loaded in the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-SAtUJCV6s/TX0q0nE-V_I/AAAAAAAADsg/IUv3MFnJKz4/s1600/IMG_8621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583666196340692978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-SAtUJCV6s/TX0q0nE-V_I/AAAAAAAADsg/IUv3MFnJKz4/s320/IMG_8621.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slides and trees.  Sometimes I'd just really like to be a kid again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HI_gwEq_2EI/TX0qg3fk59I/AAAAAAAADsY/4z0Q7xA9gaI/s1600/IMG_8622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583665857149855698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HI_gwEq_2EI/TX0qg3fk59I/AAAAAAAADsY/4z0Q7xA9gaI/s320/IMG_8622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-1357157892349524364?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1357157892349524364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=1357157892349524364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1357157892349524364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1357157892349524364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/again-and-again.html' title='Again and Again'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K763VRWmQaU/TX0s5b2IzWI/AAAAAAAADtI/MoIPVUMU2Xg/s72-c/IMG_8606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-7356637591030088311</id><published>2011-03-13T15:06:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T21:24:18.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell in Flag</title><content type='html'>Eric has to do a four month pediatric rotation in Salt Lake City, so we took him as far as Flagstaff to bid him farewell.  The kids had no school on Friday, so we headed up early so Stacie and I could hit the slopes.  Eric was supposed to be able to come early, too, but it didn't work out.  Work stinks sometimes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only been skiing once in my life and it was ten years ago.  Stacie said I had nothing to fear, for I was with her.  We got all of our gear and headed out.  She showed me a little girl that had her toes close and her heels spread far.  "See that?  That's called a 'pizza.'  Just do that and we'll talk more on the lift at the bunny slope."  No problem.  Really???  "Stacie, I can't even get goi...WHOOSH!!!  HELP!!!  I'm pizzaing, I swear!  I'm pizzaing!"  Finally, I came to a stop, only to be greeted by a hysterical sister with tears running down her face - not from fear.  From laughing.  Alright, let's try this again.  A little more pressure on the inside of my feet.  I'm feeling confident.  Nope.  Thank goodness for big giant poles!  However, it was at this point that I informed Stacie that she was the WORST ski instructor ever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HXGL868RBww/TX0qM2x81MI/AAAAAAAADsQ/QFgJynfqqbk/s1600/IMG_8625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583665513361102018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HXGL868RBww/TX0qM2x81MI/AAAAAAAADsQ/QFgJynfqqbk/s320/IMG_8625.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we made it to the lift and had a little photo shoot, I asked her if there was anything else I needed to know - like how to get off.  "Just scoot to the edge, bend your knees a little and turn."  Awesome.  I'm sure I can handle that like a pro after almost dying trying to &lt;em&gt;get &lt;/em&gt;to the bunny hill.  Thank goodness for strapping young employees to scoop me up and out of the way.  We were off to an awesome start.  (Note the awesome rainbow sunglasses.  Stacie forgot to tell me I'd need some, so we borrowed the only available pair from lost and found.  I felt like a million bucks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qzG-hpszD48/TX0p_9EFBKI/AAAAAAAADsI/n3NUJgs6-Cs/s1600/IMG_8630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583665291709449378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qzG-hpszD48/TX0p_9EFBKI/AAAAAAAADsI/n3NUJgs6-Cs/s320/IMG_8630.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, with Stacie's fine instruction (I have to apologize for the above said comment) and my stunning natural ability, the rest of the day was actually a lot of fun.  I'd go from feelings of fear, to exhiliration, to fear, to exhiliration - several times down the hill and it was worth it every time.  My balance was pretty good, but I never did master the pizza.  I'd shoot down the hill with no real plan of how to control my speed.  I kept trying to watch Stacie's new skills she'd been working on, but I usually ended up yelling out an apology as I flew by.  My turns eventually got a little better, and as long as there was plenty of space and no little kids I did okay.  I did come in a little fast to the chair lift line one time (we had moved up to the beginner's hill by now) and plowed into a snow boarder.  Thankfully, she had a good sense of humor and popped right up, dragging me up with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was perfect and the views were amazing.  Especially as the sun was setting over the mountains.  I think we were definitely the cutest snow bunnies there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MNv9lnpTxjc/TX0py8K3x1I/AAAAAAAADsA/_IJ3fMuJYlY/s1600/IMG_8635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583665068131206994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MNv9lnpTxjc/TX0py8K3x1I/AAAAAAAADsA/_IJ3fMuJYlY/s320/IMG_8635.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me in all my glory (I knew I was a goner the second I felt my ski catch on some snow.  It was a wipeout worthy of a replay - if only we had a video camera)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0pImlwMwoTI/TX0pk6MYoAI/AAAAAAAADr4/4Hfe7FdpzIA/s1600/IMG_8639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583664827082514434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0pImlwMwoTI/TX0pk6MYoAI/AAAAAAAADr4/4Hfe7FdpzIA/s320/IMG_8639.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....and Stacie in all of her glory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p9HyVvGSd84/TX0pb4H3dvI/AAAAAAAADrw/JZEe0bocCkY/s1600/IMG_8643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583664671907870450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p9HyVvGSd84/TX0pb4H3dvI/AAAAAAAADrw/JZEe0bocCkY/s320/IMG_8643.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several good hours, we took our tired, achy bodies to Salsa Bravos to finish off our sister outing.  It was a great afternoon/evening.  Thanks for such a fabulous time, Stac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the kids had a wonderful time with their cousins, and of course their cousin's stuff!  Did you know that that was a &lt;em&gt;REAL&lt;/em&gt; army helmet?  How awesome can you get?  Chase also taught them how to make a baking soda bomb.  Best cousin ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wPXjSxLVc44/TX0pBx922DI/AAAAAAAADro/pQoMWtj6Gtc/s1600/IMG_8649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583664223578675250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wPXjSxLVc44/TX0pBx922DI/AAAAAAAADro/pQoMWtj6Gtc/s320/IMG_8649.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were a little worried about how Ashlyn and Hallie would get along.  They both have strong little personalities.  They had SOOO much fun together.  Phew! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4gk4-eXcLF4/TX0nbW4CibI/AAAAAAAADrg/qw9CIJ5hnb8/s1600/IMG_8697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583662463959861682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4gk4-eXcLF4/TX0nbW4CibI/AAAAAAAADrg/qw9CIJ5hnb8/s320/IMG_8697.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were also lucky enough to watch Taige and Brooklyn play basketball.  Rarely do we get the chance, so I was really glad we were able to go and cheer them on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The major highlight that the kids were looking forward to was sledding.  Hallie wasn't feeling well that morning, so Ashlyn got to wear all of her snow duds.  I think she looks pretty cute all bundled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iDo6Lcv0GPw/TX0nKH8nr9I/AAAAAAAADrY/Kd3kizU-fpY/s1600/IMG_8667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583662167894765522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iDo6Lcv0GPw/TX0nKH8nr9I/AAAAAAAADrY/Kd3kizU-fpY/s320/IMG_8667.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually don't have any sledding pictures.  Stacie must have them all on her camera.  However, I was lucky enough to capture Eric's snowboarding attempts!  "It's been awhile - the snow was bad - yada, yada..."  Love you, honey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pl3ZQ7mkiU8/TX0m5oYmnKI/AAAAAAAADrQ/bFJjOCIyDBA/s1600/IMG_8669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583661884544294050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pl3ZQ7mkiU8/TX0m5oYmnKI/AAAAAAAADrQ/bFJjOCIyDBA/s320/IMG_8669.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn wanted to make a snowman, but this was as far as we got!  The snow was too icy and hard.  I think it was pretty cute... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5b7FjDwaxFI/TX0mu8-0q6I/AAAAAAAADrI/qL08hdJekgY/s1600/IMG_8673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583661701094747042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5b7FjDwaxFI/TX0mu8-0q6I/AAAAAAAADrI/qL08hdJekgY/s320/IMG_8673.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event ended in a major snow fight.  Mainly Kailan and I against Eric, with the other kids making our difficult job even harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EG235zQ9GPI/TX0mi5K_y6I/AAAAAAAADrA/vf4pI8lk8G8/s1600/IMG_8681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583661493913635746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EG235zQ9GPI/TX0mi5K_y6I/AAAAAAAADrA/vf4pI8lk8G8/s320/IMG_8681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b-b9E59HuZM/TX0mZmrWTVI/AAAAAAAADq4/q8IHh9Go2Lg/s1600/IMG_8683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583661334330232146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b-b9E59HuZM/TX0mZmrWTVI/AAAAAAAADq4/q8IHh9Go2Lg/s320/IMG_8683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair was a solid block of ice after Carter and Isaac packed the snow in over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kjFkyKKdY9A/TX0mNfBX9XI/AAAAAAAADqw/2n2nPMT2Cng/s1600/IMG_8684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583661126116701554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kjFkyKKdY9A/TX0mNfBX9XI/AAAAAAAADqw/2n2nPMT2Cng/s320/IMG_8684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xl6M5cfh788/TX0l-CXltcI/AAAAAAAADqo/a1TfPo4X-WA/s1600/IMG_8686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583660860727211458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xl6M5cfh788/TX0l-CXltcI/AAAAAAAADqo/a1TfPo4X-WA/s320/IMG_8686.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry.  I'm not the nice sort of mom.  I totally got my nine and six year olds back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Buac6672vs/TX0ltZPnBMI/AAAAAAAADqg/E03X42yEooE/s1600/IMG_8694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583660574809982146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Buac6672vs/TX0ltZPnBMI/AAAAAAAADqg/E03X42yEooE/s320/IMG_8694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to say our farewells Sunday after church, but a snowstorm came in later than planned and we decided to give it another night instead of driving in it.  I mostly think we were stalling.  Monday morning, Stacie watched the kids so Eric and I could go to breakfast, then it was time to load the car and say goodbye.   We're now two weeks down, with three and a half more months to go.  It's no fun for either one of us, but Eric gets to come home for a week soon and I'll go visit him for a week in April.  As soon as school is out, we'll all go up for the last month.  I can't wait!  I know it's a short time in the grand scheme of things, but I'm still anxious for it to be over.  We are meant to be together!  Darn that crazy thing called love....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-7356637591030088311?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7356637591030088311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=7356637591030088311' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/7356637591030088311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/7356637591030088311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/farewell-in-flag.html' title='Farewell in Flag'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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/-HXGL868RBww/TX0qM2x81MI/AAAAAAAADsQ/QFgJynfqqbk/s72-c/IMG_8625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-1839045564255512044</id><published>2011-02-14T13:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T13:47:01.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch and Release</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ian got a helium balloon for Valentine's Day and thought it was hilarious to let it go and have me catch it. We'd been playing for awhile before I thought to grab the camera. He was starting to wind down, but when he fell over laughing, I knew I had to post it! Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-429819dfbfb4359d" 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://v16.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D429819dfbfb4359d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330309259%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D14BA354CD7EB666427EDB436C2D34DCF3EE75A92.1E3E37202A5A0F15AFD2141FF0B72D2F8BAC8878%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D429819dfbfb4359d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKA1DvT0rRzFj-52firjqW4YpBkw&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://v16.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D429819dfbfb4359d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330309259%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D14BA354CD7EB666427EDB436C2D34DCF3EE75A92.1E3E37202A5A0F15AFD2141FF0B72D2F8BAC8878%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D429819dfbfb4359d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKA1DvT0rRzFj-52firjqW4YpBkw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-1839045564255512044?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1839045564255512044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=1839045564255512044' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1839045564255512044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1839045564255512044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/catch-and-release.html' title='Catch and Release'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-1663603356685753323</id><published>2011-02-05T10:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T10:55:52.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who else wants to cry with me?</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I keep trying.  I just can't cut hair.  When Eric's hair is buzzed, it's usually not because it's easier and more manageable (although that's my saving grace).  It's most often because I say "Here, let me help.  I'm sure I can do it this time."  Shouldn't I have learned by now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian's hair has been out of control for awhile now.  Last night, while he was in the bath, I decided it would be the perfect opportunity to trim a wiggly one year old's hair with dull scissors.  After chasing him around the tub, hacking away, I thought it turned out okay.  Boy was I wrong!  This morning told a whole new story.  Without boring you with the various "whys" and "hows" that led to this (trust me, it was the only option left!), here is my bald, baby boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TU1-9k78C8I/AAAAAAAADqU/pbrBqBOPv10/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570247910479367106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TU1-9k78C8I/AAAAAAAADqU/pbrBqBOPv10/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he's still adorable, but I sure miss his hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TU1-vtHuKEI/AAAAAAAADqM/lsfWJQaoDS4/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570247672158103618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TU1-vtHuKEI/AAAAAAAADqM/lsfWJQaoDS4/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the next time "I'm sure I can do it"......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-1663603356685753323?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1663603356685753323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=1663603356685753323' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1663603356685753323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1663603356685753323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/who-else-wants-to-cry-with-me.html' title='Who else wants to cry with me?'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TU1-9k78C8I/AAAAAAAADqU/pbrBqBOPv10/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-1426485976120423449</id><published>2011-02-01T14:01:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T14:20:20.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor baby!</title><content type='html'>Sunday, Ian had his most miserable day &lt;em&gt;ever!&lt;/em&gt;  We had no idea what his issues were, we just knew he had major ones.  He cried that whole night and his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;demeanor&lt;/span&gt; didn't change when he woke up Monday morning.  He had a bit of a fever, but it didn't seem to add up to how sad he was.  When I put him in his highchair for breakfast, he kept trying to eat his food with his mouth.  When he couldn't reach it, he finally decided to try with his hand.  When he couldn't quite get it to his mouth and was shaking all over, I knew something was definitely wrong.  I took him to the pediatrician, we got x-rays of his forearm and elbow, but nothing showed up.  We still didn't know what the matter was (besides double ear infections - that explains the fever and part of the misery).  She sent him home in a sling and told me to call the pediatric orthopedist in the morning if things didn't get better.  Doesn't he play the ailing boy well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUhnxwN9fmI/AAAAAAAADqA/gGWZV3uZQI0/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568815043698327138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUhnxwN9fmI/AAAAAAAADqA/gGWZV3uZQI0/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By evening, I had decided it was something with his hand.  When Eric got home, he figured out it was something with his wrist.  He made a splint, which seemed to help, and the baby zonked.  It had been a hard day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUhnjN7TUlI/AAAAAAAADp4/XRqctbnWJ7c/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568814793975091794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUhnjN7TUlI/AAAAAAAADp4/XRqctbnWJ7c/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took him to the pediatric orthopedist this morning, and after another x-ray, he found a slight chip off of his radius bone.  No idea how that happened!  So he casted him up, and he's a whole new boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUhnQpfHeiI/AAAAAAAADpw/Q2xMmKMRAYc/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568814474955553314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUhnQpfHeiI/AAAAAAAADpw/Q2xMmKMRAYc/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's still having a hard time crawling, especially on the hard floors, because his cast slips, but I'm sure he'll get the hang of it soon.  Or maybe he'll finally learn to walk.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUhnFHyHg5I/AAAAAAAADpo/wKIGmojzKsc/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568814276929880978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUhnFHyHg5I/AAAAAAAADpo/wKIGmojzKsc/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-1426485976120423449?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1426485976120423449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=1426485976120423449' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1426485976120423449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1426485976120423449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/poor-baby.html' title='Poor baby!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUhnxwN9fmI/AAAAAAAADqA/gGWZV3uZQI0/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-2978731729493771418</id><published>2011-01-31T16:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T16:51:59.229-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In all our glory!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUc82k3H1AI/AAAAAAAADpg/uERiyYvEHm0/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568486372572386306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUc82k3H1AI/AAAAAAAADpg/uERiyYvEHm0/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What else is there to do on a Sunday evening?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-2978731729493771418?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2978731729493771418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=2978731729493771418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/2978731729493771418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/2978731729493771418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-all-our-glory.html' title='In all our glory!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUc82k3H1AI/AAAAAAAADpg/uERiyYvEHm0/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-8392148489975722299</id><published>2011-01-28T22:02:00.020-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T22:38:17.197-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Boy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Our baby boy turned ONE!  It was a busy week with Isaac's Birthday, Pinewood Derby, and then Ian's Birthday all in a row, but what a great way to finish it off!  His actual birthday was Friday, but a flaming muffin was pretty much all we did in way of celebration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOWFvTHLnI/AAAAAAAADpY/PKTmA5qCQbk/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567458589700206194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOWFvTHLnI/AAAAAAAADpY/PKTmA5qCQbk/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course he loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOV0cqle7I/AAAAAAAADpI/QSayz4lgVoI/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567458292640611250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOV0cqle7I/AAAAAAAADpI/QSayz4lgVoI/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who really needs to do more than that when you have a dog kennel? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOVmDbkD5I/AAAAAAAADpA/cd4169RIDJQ/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567458045348548498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOVmDbkD5I/AAAAAAAADpA/cd4169RIDJQ/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really his favorite place to be.  Maybe I should lock him in there a little more often!  Sure made packing easier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOVcPtKvyI/AAAAAAAADo4/PRJCYUP3v2U/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567457876844920610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOVcPtKvyI/AAAAAAAADo4/PRJCYUP3v2U/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That evening we went to Thatcher with some friends, the Jones', to spend the weekend and we had a proper celebration on Saturday.  We probably could have even done without that, because Grandma and Grandpa have a doggie door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOV6fj1YbI/AAAAAAAADpQ/r-rwZMy5HPM/s1600/011%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567458396496814514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOV6fj1YbI/AAAAAAAADpQ/r-rwZMy5HPM/s320/011%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOVMv-73xI/AAAAAAAADow/vE93NuX_SOc/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567457610631470866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOVMv-73xI/AAAAAAAADow/vE93NuX_SOc/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa recently built a fire pit, so we roasted hotdogs for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOU8nnjzOI/AAAAAAAADoo/yFhMqE3zQL8/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567457333508033762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOU8nnjzOI/AAAAAAAADoo/yFhMqE3zQL8/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smoke was a little much, but we perservered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOUrdDhmpI/AAAAAAAADog/lDd3Vx8VyYg/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567457038614764178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOUrdDhmpI/AAAAAAAADog/lDd3Vx8VyYg/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian felt that since he was now one, he should be the head hotdog server.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOUb9g4RqI/AAAAAAAADoY/OT1Lj-1uQdk/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567456772449912482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOUb9g4RqI/AAAAAAAADoY/OT1Lj-1uQdk/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we let Ian dive into his cupcake.  I had tried to make him a cake, but it stuck to the pan and crumbled.  I wasn't too heartbroken because none of my kids thus far have done anything more than cry at their cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOUKSyuw2I/AAAAAAAADoQ/p7D_B6i-M0E/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567456468924285794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOUKSyuw2I/AAAAAAAADoQ/p7D_B6i-M0E/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only took Ian a minute to get warmed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOT2N8Zd_I/AAAAAAAADoI/Hz03pOLd9eo/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567456124025272306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOT2N8Zd_I/AAAAAAAADoI/Hz03pOLd9eo/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOTsgzc8EI/AAAAAAAADoA/6XLXcwU88E4/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567455957289332802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOTsgzc8EI/AAAAAAAADoA/6XLXcwU88E4/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure he would have preferred a whole cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOTehS3MwI/AAAAAAAADn4/Ej_wGEOz6vM/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567455716902908674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOTehS3MwI/AAAAAAAADn4/Ej_wGEOz6vM/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOS6ORPNKI/AAAAAAAADnw/p4J6kzzLUaI/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567455093320529058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOS6ORPNKI/AAAAAAAADnw/p4J6kzzLUaI/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just as fun watching him open presents as it was watching him eat his cupcake.  He would take all of the tissue paper out of the bag, peek inside, and then stuff it all back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOSwPc0vmI/AAAAAAAADno/jRLydProknU/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567454921838870114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOSwPc0vmI/AAAAAAAADno/jRLydProknU/s320/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took his present-opening job very seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOSllXcBjI/AAAAAAAADng/niFVacU70Cw/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567454738743297586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOSllXcBjI/AAAAAAAADng/niFVacU70Cw/s320/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure he loved it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOSa6G4jbI/AAAAAAAADnY/3XNGrgCHjEw/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567454555332447666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOSa6G4jbI/AAAAAAAADnY/3XNGrgCHjEw/s320/049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My older boys and their friend Caleb were lucky enough to all show up in the same pajamas.  They rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOSEeOVpwI/AAAAAAAADnQ/qi8dq7gKUzw/s1600/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567454169890400002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOSEeOVpwI/AAAAAAAADnQ/qi8dq7gKUzw/s320/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Ian had a fun birthday weekend, but even if not, I sure enjoyed it!  Thanks, Jones' for sharing it with us.  Ian has been pure joy in our family.  We all adore him and he can do no wrong (or at least it's quickly forgotten!)  We love you, Ian!  Happy Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-8392148489975722299?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8392148489975722299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=8392148489975722299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/8392148489975722299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/8392148489975722299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/big-boy-birthday.html' title='Big Boy Birthday!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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/_MKElu40_ZQI/TUOWFvTHLnI/AAAAAAAADpY/PKTmA5qCQbk/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-8536894174021805717</id><published>2011-01-23T20:12:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T21:35:06.285-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinewood Derby</title><content type='html'>It's pinewood derby time again!  Isaac was so excited to get his car built and defend his title from last year.  I did my best to prep him with a possible loss.  It's a good thing I did!  We were racing on a three lane track and the "Speedwave" came in second a couple of times and third all the rest.  Fortunately he had a really great attitude and still had a fun time.  His birthday was the day before, so he raced with the Bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzxPxUAXdI/AAAAAAAADmg/5fZ-5C_8nY4/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565588492760669650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzxPxUAXdI/AAAAAAAADmg/5fZ-5C_8nY4/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb, Isaac, Mack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzxCD8TEPI/AAAAAAAADmY/QfJ0RUsXqCg/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565588257243336946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzxCD8TEPI/AAAAAAAADmY/QfJ0RUsXqCg/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mack's car won first place for the Wolves.  They were pretty excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzwy4DdNuI/AAAAAAAADmQ/-h1B23U5q68/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565587996354098914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzwy4DdNuI/AAAAAAAADmQ/-h1B23U5q68/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was awarded "Most Torpedo Like" car and everyone received a ceramic Napa race car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzwiwYl-iI/AAAAAAAADmI/tM9WvsEPNNQ/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565587719417362978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzwiwYl-iI/AAAAAAAADmI/tM9WvsEPNNQ/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First place or not, those are some pretty awesome cars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzwRtQS4YI/AAAAAAAADmA/eaXZreAwMbM/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565587426519474562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzwRtQS4YI/AAAAAAAADmA/eaXZreAwMbM/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fun night.  I love cub scouts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-8536894174021805717?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8536894174021805717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=8536894174021805717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/8536894174021805717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/8536894174021805717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/pinewood-derby.html' title='Pinewood Derby'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzxPxUAXdI/AAAAAAAADmg/5fZ-5C_8nY4/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-584895132791561193</id><published>2011-01-23T19:25:00.016-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T20:10:53.597-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaac is Nine!</title><content type='html'>My boy is nine!  Instead of a party this year, I told him he could invite a couple of friends and we'd go play at Funtastiks.  It ended up evolving into a party anyway.  So much for saving money!  There was no school for MLK Day, so it was the perfect opportunity to celebrate!  Eric has been working nights - sleeping days, so he wasn't planning on making it, but Isaac really wanted him to be there so he made a special effort to wake up and make a showing.  He only lasted about 20 mins, but insisted on being in the picture to prove he was there.  What a good Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzaqvcZszI/AAAAAAAADl4/_A4ZJv0muPo/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565563667348042546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzaqvcZszI/AAAAAAAADl4/_A4ZJv0muPo/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all set for pizza, arcade, and bumper boats.  As a bonus, they threw in a round of mini golf.  What a fun surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzaVeLtb9I/AAAAAAAADlw/xeST6Q_9DPo/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 224px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565563301937377234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzaVeLtb9I/AAAAAAAADlw/xeST6Q_9DPo/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzZmY0DxnI/AAAAAAAADlg/rTgn9fJuVvs/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565562493042148978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzZmY0DxnI/AAAAAAAADlg/rTgn9fJuVvs/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the great things about Tucson is that we have 70 degree weather in the middle of winter, so bumper boats with lots of squirting is still a great option.  Mack, Carter, and I got stuck with a boat that didn't squirt very well, so we basically just had to take it.  Lame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzZRKIXsfI/AAAAAAAADlY/yN_Adx7KHwQ/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565562128323555826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzZRKIXsfI/AAAAAAAADlY/yN_Adx7KHwQ/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzY7gZoGZI/AAAAAAAADlQ/wcU0az_T46Y/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565561756344392082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzY7gZoGZI/AAAAAAAADlQ/wcU0az_T46Y/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzYPW5ziTI/AAAAAAAADlI/yFJUithk5ac/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565560997880760626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzYPW5ziTI/AAAAAAAADlI/yFJUithk5ac/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carter, Caleb, Amy, Isaac, Talon, and Mack.  What a fun bunch of kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzX9t2K6HI/AAAAAAAADlA/sXXNx61WiTY/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565560694801885298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzX9t2K6HI/AAAAAAAADlA/sXXNx61WiTY/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac's birthday cake got smashed on the way in, but it still held candles and still tasted great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzXwu1HNdI/AAAAAAAADk4/EBjf9iIChvs/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565560471727584722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzXwu1HNdI/AAAAAAAADk4/EBjf9iIChvs/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He blew out all nine candles in one breath!  Way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzXa6z2qLI/AAAAAAAADkw/TG1JEHsjawg/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565560096986409138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzXa6z2qLI/AAAAAAAADkw/TG1JEHsjawg/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his actual birthday, we had Crispy Creme donuts for breakfast.  We let him light his own candles until he got the "I hope I don't burn down the whole house" look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzWssZygAI/AAAAAAAADko/DzFW2EJDsIE/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565559302845005826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzWssZygAI/AAAAAAAADko/DzFW2EJDsIE/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He blew out all nine candles again.  Lucky kid!  It's going to be a great year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzWfUFMPaI/AAAAAAAADkg/w33jSjAnKFo/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565559072977862050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzWfUFMPaI/AAAAAAAADkg/w33jSjAnKFo/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I asked him what he wanted for his birthday, he told me he liked surprises.  Works for me!  We thought he (and the rest of the family :)) would have a lot of fun with a new basketball and hoop.  I think we nailed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzWMMAwRVI/AAAAAAAADkY/Mx8_wmezBpI/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 254px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565558744394253650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzWMMAwRVI/AAAAAAAADkY/Mx8_wmezBpI/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzVmFgVXOI/AAAAAAAADkQ/3IdD8qvqqT0/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565558089812630754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzVmFgVXOI/AAAAAAAADkQ/3IdD8qvqqT0/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaac is such a great kid.  He's so much fun to be around and makes life all the better.  Happy Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-584895132791561193?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/584895132791561193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=584895132791561193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/584895132791561193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/584895132791561193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/isaac-is-nine.html' title='Isaac is Nine!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTzaqvcZszI/AAAAAAAADl4/_A4ZJv0muPo/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-5783577338849971789</id><published>2011-01-16T21:42:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T20:35:27.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It finally happened</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Eric has wanted a dog ever since we've been married. I've had a lot of really good excuses as to why we didn't need one, but after 10 years, my excuses ran out. I was pretty safe until we moved into our house, but since then I've been slowly caving. Since I knew the day would inevitably come, I've been looking around - hoping to at least get something I could handle - rather than the big manly dog, raised from a puppy, that Eric has always dreamed of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister made the match for us. Her friend, Susan, was wanting to find a new home for her dog and Cari thought we might like to have her. Not only would they give us the dog for free, but her kennel, leash, food, grooming supplies, etc. right along with her. Who can pass that up? If we love her, wonderful. If I struggle (because I would be the only one), then we find her a good home and we're not out a couple of hundred dollars. She had also been an outdoor dog, only coming in at night to sleep in her kennel. What a dream! So Wednesday I drove to Gilbert and back and Annie is now apart of our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTyAHZ1gMI/AAAAAAAADj8/jyUi6ILYUt0/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563337523510739138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTyAHZ1gMI/AAAAAAAADj8/jyUi6ILYUt0/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids have loved her from the very first second. I'm not sure who adores her more - Isaac or Ashlyn. Carter really likes the idea of her. He's still warming up a bit, but tries his hardest to pet her.  Even Ian gets along with her well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTT6NMctFrI/AAAAAAAADkE/tBLdNz6v8xE/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563346544296269490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTT6NMctFrI/AAAAAAAADkE/tBLdNz6v8xE/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTxvu8Mu_I/AAAAAAAADj0/C3Ui_naSu5c/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563337242066074610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTxvu8Mu_I/AAAAAAAADj0/C3Ui_naSu5c/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTxkZX72bI/AAAAAAAADjs/ZL5d5vyZyqc/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563337047298267570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTxkZX72bI/AAAAAAAADjs/ZL5d5vyZyqc/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTw_wNVntI/AAAAAAAADjc/K4ck5baOQYM/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563336417772674770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTw_wNVntI/AAAAAAAADjc/K4ck5baOQYM/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTwlc3OWOI/AAAAAAAADjU/r7dXQdgZ1wk/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563335965903050978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTwlc3OWOI/AAAAAAAADjU/r7dXQdgZ1wk/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eric and I had been having territorial debates and we finally concluded that she would be allowed in the back part of our house only. When we first brought her home, she would run crazy through the entire house, with the whole family chasing her, anytime anyone would open the sliding door. So when she was inside, we kept her on a leash and I was ready to take up the territorial debates again. But by Saturday Eric had her off the leash and she knows where she can and can't go. Every once in a while she tries to test it, but its nothing like when she first got here. She doesn't bark, she doesn't dig, she chases birds, and she doesn't chew - much. She has a few other behavioral problems that we're working on, but she's making great progress. Her and Ian are quite similar. They both mess with the trash, climb on things they aren't supposed to, eat food under the table, etc.  Annie is learning faster than Ian and doesn't understand why he still gets all the special privileges!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTO7MjrNJAI/AAAAAAAADic/Z0m3DZ0TE8g/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562995789141976066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTO7MjrNJAI/AAAAAAAADic/Z0m3DZ0TE8g/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTO7BRXy4bI/AAAAAAAADiU/xNzGkb7meHo/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562995595250164146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTO7BRXy4bI/AAAAAAAADiU/xNzGkb7meHo/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took her for a family walk and had a great time.  We found the cement hill by our house to be the perfect place to exercise her.  Most of us played and watched while Isaac did all the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTwFpochhI/AAAAAAAADjM/axON0S38Wh0/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563335419574912530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTwFpochhI/AAAAAAAADjM/axON0S38Wh0/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'd run her up the hill (she was usually right with him but found something to sniff)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTv2NyyNqI/AAAAAAAADjE/fuzUjVNrpnk/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563335154404046498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTv2NyyNqI/AAAAAAAADjE/fuzUjVNrpnk/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across the top...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTlFh7dBAI/AAAAAAAADi8/ms1l4I0mzD8/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563323322879247362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTlFh7dBAI/AAAAAAAADi8/ms1l4I0mzD8/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and right back down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTk3IhqpzI/AAAAAAAADi0/XGwn0NA_Hcc/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563323075542034226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTk3IhqpzI/AAAAAAAADi0/XGwn0NA_Hcc/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian thoguht it was great fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTknv4wxoI/AAAAAAAADis/zC4gXT0alkc/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563322811229980290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTknv4wxoI/AAAAAAAADis/zC4gXT0alkc/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTkW2NxNMI/AAAAAAAADik/rntmugaDbe4/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563322520870925506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTkW2NxNMI/AAAAAAAADik/rntmugaDbe4/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's our dog!  We sure do like her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-5783577338849971789?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5783577338849971789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=5783577338849971789' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/5783577338849971789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/5783577338849971789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-finally-happened.html' title='It finally happened'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TTTyAHZ1gMI/AAAAAAAADj8/jyUi6ILYUt0/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-6713629210099823438</id><published>2010-12-16T13:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T13:33:27.539-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta love the Big Man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQppaoLXuGI/AAAAAAAADiI/PfChYLushFs/s1600/SAM_0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551365396870183010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQppaoLXuGI/AAAAAAAADiI/PfChYLushFs/s320/SAM_0506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-6713629210099823438?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6713629210099823438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=6713629210099823438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/6713629210099823438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/6713629210099823438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/gotta-love-big-man.html' title='Gotta love the Big Man!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQppaoLXuGI/AAAAAAAADiI/PfChYLushFs/s72-c/SAM_0506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-8431062013235043634</id><published>2010-12-10T16:30:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T16:46:40.197-06:00</updated><title type='text'>'Tis the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKtojno0vI/AAAAAAAADiA/SxAoH2T2Cw0/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549188603141739250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKtojno0vI/AAAAAAAADiA/SxAoH2T2Cw0/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKtOfJheTI/AAAAAAAADh4/R3bjVxTD1zU/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549188155265087794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKtOfJheTI/AAAAAAAADh4/R3bjVxTD1zU/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKs_l4ONhI/AAAAAAAADhw/LMZUqxr31kU/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549187899373532690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKs_l4ONhI/AAAAAAAADhw/LMZUqxr31kU/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKsy7ZPE2I/AAAAAAAADho/vAdeDI901xQ/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549187681810846562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKsy7ZPE2I/AAAAAAAADho/vAdeDI901xQ/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKsdx7RySI/AAAAAAAADhg/xU3s_suozcI/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549187318492023074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKsdx7RySI/AAAAAAAADhg/xU3s_suozcI/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKsNRjMupI/AAAAAAAADhY/CfHWscAIDLg/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549187034923186834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKsNRjMupI/AAAAAAAADhY/CfHWscAIDLg/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKr_DsPdNI/AAAAAAAADhQ/Ja-UiMLWgA0/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549186790684849362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKr_DsPdNI/AAAAAAAADhQ/Ja-UiMLWgA0/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKrkqAoNxI/AAAAAAAADhI/rz7smvfiFJk/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549186337114437394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKrkqAoNxI/AAAAAAAADhI/rz7smvfiFJk/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKq1YDg2LI/AAAAAAAADhA/XGDkhKkCVw0/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549185524840847538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKq1YDg2LI/AAAAAAAADhA/XGDkhKkCVw0/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKqLiOQ_MI/AAAAAAAADg4/vCWoHTuu6Sc/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549184806015794370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKqLiOQ_MI/AAAAAAAADg4/vCWoHTuu6Sc/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-8431062013235043634?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8431062013235043634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=8431062013235043634' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/8431062013235043634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/8431062013235043634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/tis-season.html' title='&apos;Tis the Season'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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/_MKElu40_ZQI/TQKtojno0vI/AAAAAAAADiA/SxAoH2T2Cw0/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-9178777439841287616</id><published>2010-11-14T20:26:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T22:11:17.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Times</title><content type='html'>One of my most favorite activities is hiking - desert or mountains. I love it! We don't go nearly often enough (hardly ever), but last Saturday we broke out of the house and went exploring around Sombrero Mtn. a few miles away. The weather was beautiful, the kids were great, and we had a wonderful time.  I hope my kids remember these afternoons when they're older.  I know I always will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCrg5gUtaI/AAAAAAAADgw/7NKVglA69GA/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539616123346269602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCrg5gUtaI/AAAAAAAADgw/7NKVglA69GA/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCrGPkwQNI/AAAAAAAADgo/axRldXeyL5E/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539615665413963986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCrGPkwQNI/AAAAAAAADgo/axRldXeyL5E/s320/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCn0huGZAI/AAAAAAAADgg/OkcbxjDOsyg/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539612062512473090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCn0huGZAI/AAAAAAAADgg/OkcbxjDOsyg/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCnkedaUAI/AAAAAAAADgY/MykG7w6-YKs/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539611786759262210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCnkedaUAI/AAAAAAAADgY/MykG7w6-YKs/s320/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCbi_GhCSI/AAAAAAAADgQ/imW_7wuwLag/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539598567022332194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCbi_GhCSI/AAAAAAAADgQ/imW_7wuwLag/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCbM71x5AI/AAAAAAAADgI/ebqwImkvM-U/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539598188189705218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCbM71x5AI/AAAAAAAADgI/ebqwImkvM-U/s320/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCbBtJCnyI/AAAAAAAADgA/JqkAwzDfmtc/s1600/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539597995265400610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCbBtJCnyI/AAAAAAAADgA/JqkAwzDfmtc/s320/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-9178777439841287616?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9178777439841287616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=9178777439841287616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/9178777439841287616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/9178777439841287616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-favorite-activity.html' title='Good Times'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCrg5gUtaI/AAAAAAAADgw/7NKVglA69GA/s72-c/039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-4371380783082223792</id><published>2010-11-14T19:35:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T20:26:21.515-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa!  Whoa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ian is a furniture cruisin' baby these days (since the end of September). It took him awhile to master the art of pulling up, but now you can't keep him down. Some of his first attempts left him feeling a little nervous, but the prize was always worth the effort. He can hang on for dear life with the best of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCQtKNCjpI/AAAAAAAADfg/n8G2wOuSvvw/s1600/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539586647173271186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCQtKNCjpI/AAAAAAAADfg/n8G2wOuSvvw/s320/061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCQjJYdgBI/AAAAAAAADfY/1r4PZuLoBk8/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539586475154046994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCQjJYdgBI/AAAAAAAADfY/1r4PZuLoBk8/s320/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCQLvlRX8I/AAAAAAAADfQ/5b8M6p64_Og/s1600/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539586073091465154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCQLvlRX8I/AAAAAAAADfQ/5b8M6p64_Og/s320/063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been a busy baby since he was born, so we've always feared mobility. Our fears were well founded. As with most babies, unloading the dishwasher has become a near impossible task. It's definitely no longer done at my convenience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCPV-61FjI/AAAAAAAADfI/tXrlO7ZcNxY/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539585149495481906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCPV-61FjI/AAAAAAAADfI/tXrlO7ZcNxY/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most annoying one, however, is the trashcan. The kid can't seem to leave it alone. Even when he's in his walker he'll ram the kitchen trash until it falls over. He has incredible radar for open doors of any kind. He highly favors the toilet, toilet brush, pantry, and the refrigerator. The honey with the loose lid that he pulled out of the pantry was not a joy to clean up although he seemed to really enjoy playing in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCOsURmf7I/AAAAAAAADfA/TJh-FjRpSq8/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539584433673633714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCOsURmf7I/AAAAAAAADfA/TJh-FjRpSq8/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I caught him with his first sucker back in the boys' room and was on my way to throw it away and wash him up when I had to stop and get a picture. Looks pretty innocent, doesn't he? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCZPrCucHI/AAAAAAAADfw/pSKYdrD1RGM/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539596036196954226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCZPrCucHI/AAAAAAAADfw/pSKYdrD1RGM/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCZkhpogCI/AAAAAAAADf4/ABVRTp9PFrg/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539596394453041186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCZkhpogCI/AAAAAAAADf4/ABVRTp9PFrg/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He never gets in trouble, though. He smiles his charming little smile, and now claps for himself, and all is forgiven....I can't help it. We sure do love this boy - his messes and all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-4371380783082223792?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4371380783082223792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=4371380783082223792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/4371380783082223792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/4371380783082223792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/whoa-whoa.html' title='Whoa!  Whoa!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TOCQtKNCjpI/AAAAAAAADfg/n8G2wOuSvvw/s72-c/061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-5204750752983441991</id><published>2010-11-06T22:16:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T10:20:35.409-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>This year's parade of characters....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian the fierce Dragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYggtEK6OI/AAAAAAAADe4/cVCVPO_VszY/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536648538123593954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYggtEK6OI/AAAAAAAADe4/cVCVPO_VszY/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn the Prissy Witch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYf-KQs0RI/AAAAAAAADew/wK_xwSFJ68M/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536647944665354514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYf-KQs0RI/AAAAAAAADew/wK_xwSFJ68M/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter the confused Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYesTWDDSI/AAAAAAAADeg/VHVgx3SyeIU/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536646538354429218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYesTWDDSI/AAAAAAAADeg/VHVgx3SyeIU/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaac the mighty Ninja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYc8_AIwYI/AAAAAAAADeA/QDZ4GFW3QL4/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536644625928339842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYc8_AIwYI/AAAAAAAADeA/QDZ4GFW3QL4/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began this year's dressing up with Ashlyn's preschool party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYfyYQ_h9I/AAAAAAAADeo/hIfnhA8N1jU/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536647742266247122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYfyYQ_h9I/AAAAAAAADeo/hIfnhA8N1jU/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were on to Carter's Kindergarten parade and party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYeNOQFpGI/AAAAAAAADeY/FKANs5yy6-s/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536646004411311202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYeNOQFpGI/AAAAAAAADeY/FKANs5yy6-s/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty cute spectators!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYd5sHNmfI/AAAAAAAADeQ/X_bqQooeLAw/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536645668829764082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYd5sHNmfI/AAAAAAAADeQ/X_bqQooeLAw/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaaayyy too much junk food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYdeHhAwVI/AAAAAAAADeI/Nzuw_wIAILk/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536645195149394258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYdeHhAwVI/AAAAAAAADeI/Nzuw_wIAILk/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night we had a four ward trunk or treat at the church house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYcn3O152I/AAAAAAAADd4/7ruBvvLnFoM/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536644263065282402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYcn3O152I/AAAAAAAADd4/7ruBvvLnFoM/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We joined trunks with the Jones'. We each had our own candy bowl, but most people thought we came as a package and would get candy from one or the other of us and then move on. It actually worked out great because there were so many people our bowls were running out fast. Combining them helped us last through the night. Carter pulled a first. After a few cars he said he thought he had enough candy and stopped collecting. Dream kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYcXOZP1rI/AAAAAAAADdw/arU0F8DdaOw/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536643977225164466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYcXOZP1rI/AAAAAAAADdw/arU0F8DdaOw/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac and Caleb - watch out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYbpoaz_WI/AAAAAAAADdo/k52O0U2j9Ls/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536643193937067362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYbpoaz_WI/AAAAAAAADdo/k52O0U2j9Ls/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday night we invited the Jones' over for dinner, caramel apples and pumpkin carving. The kids had such a great time handing out candy and enjoying the rest of the night I may have to make it a Halloween tradition instead of trick or treating. I'm sure they won't let it fly every year, but I'll give it a try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYbAIJaQgI/AAAAAAAADdY/IfMQQNhVwXU/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536642480899506690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYbAIJaQgI/AAAAAAAADdY/IfMQQNhVwXU/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pumpkins turned out fantastically of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYamybpA-I/AAAAAAAADdQ/m-QBM0MqFbg/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536642045573661666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYamybpA-I/AAAAAAAADdQ/m-QBM0MqFbg/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the kiddos minus Ian and Katie, plus Jake of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYaZkf-cmI/AAAAAAAADdI/HDDnXqixCwY/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536641818495447650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYaZkf-cmI/AAAAAAAADdI/HDDnXqixCwY/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-5204750752983441991?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5204750752983441991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=5204750752983441991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/5204750752983441991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/5204750752983441991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYggtEK6OI/AAAAAAAADe4/cVCVPO_VszY/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-1933349465299026246</id><published>2010-11-06T22:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T10:21:39.235-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>I hit the big 30 this year. Ahhhh! Just a few weeks ago Cari and I were wondering if some college guys would try to flirt with us as we were leaving the post office in Thatcher, then caught our reflection in the glass as we were walking out the door and realized we were way past our prime. So sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents and sibs threw me a birthday party (Thanks Stacie for putting it all together!) down in the valley and we had a super duper time. We missed you, Kimberly!  Jordynn watched all the kiddos while we went to dinner, stopped by my cousin Cameron's 30th birthday party, and then went to Steven's for a little more adult time before we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYZikHaNuI/AAAAAAAADdA/Dx_iLZfsn-g/s1600/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536640873499604706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYZikHaNuI/AAAAAAAADdA/Dx_iLZfsn-g/s320/113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacie had us all gather around to enjoy the best movie ever - all about me! When we were growing up and would watch old movie reels I'd always complain because I was usually missing - most of them being made before my time. She wanted to end the suffering, so she spent hours editing a video of me throughout my life, mostly highlighting times and seasons that I'd rather nobody but family saw! She thought she was hilarious starting it off with a little monkey footage. It was a lot of fun. Thank you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYZDmEYjVI/AAAAAAAADc4/MfKjF-Y43zI/s1600/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536640341447839058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYZDmEYjVI/AAAAAAAADc4/MfKjF-Y43zI/s320/115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday itself was a great day, too. Natalie took me to lunch (thanks Jake for babysitting!)and I had several birthday treats and wishes from friends. The kids decorated the house beautifully and made me cards. Eric was working that night, so me and the kids had some Nicos and picked up my free dozen at Crispy Cremes. Hooray for a new decade!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-1933349465299026246?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1933349465299026246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=1933349465299026246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1933349465299026246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1933349465299026246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/birthday-celebration.html' title='Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYZikHaNuI/AAAAAAAADdA/Dx_iLZfsn-g/s72-c/113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-5510208355517061964</id><published>2010-11-06T21:44:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T23:41:26.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Schnepf Farms</title><content type='html'>I love pumpkin patches and fall festivals.  Fall is definitely my favorite season.  If only we could do with Halloween....  Anywho, my VT told me about a pumpkin patch in Queen Creek called Schnepf Farms.  It sounded like a ton of fun to me, so we took the kids and played all afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYYU1_iqyI/AAAAAAAADcw/ysIngtsfFnk/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536639538268646178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYYU1_iqyI/AAAAAAAADcw/ysIngtsfFnk/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYYCDfQrrI/AAAAAAAADco/DO5Po1tF-pY/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536639215473831602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYYCDfQrrI/AAAAAAAADco/DO5Po1tF-pY/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the hayride they let us off to look at a herd of deer they had.  Ian LOVED them!  If Isaac tried to move away, he would pull on the fence and force him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYXzX-fsSI/AAAAAAAADcg/gsoAW_BoUnE/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536638963275510050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYXzX-fsSI/AAAAAAAADcg/gsoAW_BoUnE/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutest family on the hayride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYXf4UH6bI/AAAAAAAADcY/nlrwKq4IzQg/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536638628358777266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYXf4UH6bI/AAAAAAAADcY/nlrwKq4IzQg/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through our ride we got dropped off at the corn maze.  We were lost, so Ian helped us find our way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYXQDaOirI/AAAAAAAADcQ/h2GjXAWr6Vs/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536638356459260594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYXQDaOirI/AAAAAAAADcQ/h2GjXAWr6Vs/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was pretty proud of himself for getting us out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYXCLgmehI/AAAAAAAADcI/DyKlwgA7ZUo/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536638118115310098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYXCLgmehI/AAAAAAAADcI/DyKlwgA7ZUo/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids' highlights were the carnival rides.  All of them were included in the admission price.  Who needs Disneyland?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYW0CIZgbI/AAAAAAAADcA/a46xJtY486E/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536637875079709106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYW0CIZgbI/AAAAAAAADcA/a46xJtY486E/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYWlJd0RkI/AAAAAAAADb4/diqhH1CdQCU/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536637619350554178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYWlJd0RkI/AAAAAAAADb4/diqhH1CdQCU/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYWTdtaUkI/AAAAAAAADbw/h9MtW1iEnTY/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536637315547025986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYWTdtaUkI/AAAAAAAADbw/h9MtW1iEnTY/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYWE9dxcyI/AAAAAAAADbo/McZZaM6nuRw/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536637066373329698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYWE9dxcyI/AAAAAAAADbo/McZZaM6nuRw/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride they looked most forward to was the rollercoaster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYVfr_qKXI/AAAAAAAADbg/A8iFYzfhAzg/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536636426028460402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYVfr_qKXI/AAAAAAAADbg/A8iFYzfhAzg/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Ashlyn wanted to ride.  She was excited right up until we were buckled in and then she started screaming.  The man asked if we wanted off and I told him no.  He looked at me like I was the worst parent in the world, but I decided she needed the experience.  She was terrified the whole time.  The boys loved it, though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYVRLwGiQI/AAAAAAAADbY/t0HBD0fVmew/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536636176855107842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYVRLwGiQI/AAAAAAAADbY/t0HBD0fVmew/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The airplanes were Carter's favorite.  Isaac was too big to ride and Ashlyn was still traumatized by the rollercoaster, so he enjoyed this one all to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYU-LC3KQI/AAAAAAAADbQ/xt6GsQPPgvw/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536635850247842050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYU-LC3KQI/AAAAAAAADbQ/xt6GsQPPgvw/s320/050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite was the swings.  Eric opted to sit out with Ian and Ashlyn on this one.  The swings always make him sick.  I think it's in his head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYUdyNDPFI/AAAAAAAADbI/LlOo4eSNxSE/s1600/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536635293823876178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYUdyNDPFI/AAAAAAAADbI/LlOo4eSNxSE/s320/084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYUD5Pc9qI/AAAAAAAADbA/H10of8UrfmE/s1600/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536634849036400290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYUD5Pc9qI/AAAAAAAADbA/H10of8UrfmE/s320/086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric has promised to build me one of these four person bikes.  We'll see if he comes through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYT0Q_-hmI/AAAAAAAADa4/ZUIAX_GvRX8/s1600/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536634580536034914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYT0Q_-hmI/AAAAAAAADa4/ZUIAX_GvRX8/s320/105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYTpiDsy5I/AAAAAAAADaw/XsbsM0BNtsw/s1600/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536634396136491922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYTpiDsy5I/AAAAAAAADaw/XsbsM0BNtsw/s320/108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn had no fear of the goats.  I was really surprised.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYTeW3VQpI/AAAAAAAADao/t9GtqVyAXwg/s1600/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536634204153266834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYTeW3VQpI/AAAAAAAADao/t9GtqVyAXwg/s320/110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys really liked them, too.  Eric tried to wrestle one of them and lost.  Wish I had gotten &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYTNuf1Y_I/AAAAAAAADag/6kBV-bbkAJY/s1600/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536633918439384050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYTNuf1Y_I/AAAAAAAADag/6kBV-bbkAJY/s320/111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very near perfect day.  I'm so glad we went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYS8S3HtVI/AAAAAAAADaY/0322yfhSe2A/s1600/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536633618963084626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYS8S3HtVI/AAAAAAAADaY/0322yfhSe2A/s320/112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-5510208355517061964?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5510208355517061964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=5510208355517061964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/5510208355517061964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/5510208355517061964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/schnepf-farms.html' title='Schnepf Farms'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TNYYU1_iqyI/AAAAAAAADcw/ysIngtsfFnk/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-2293360808172722361</id><published>2010-10-24T22:04:00.027-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T23:13:12.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple Pickin'</title><content type='html'>Over Fall Break we went to Thatcher so that we could do some apple pickin' up on Mt. Graham at Angle's Orchard. Cari and her girls also came to join in on the fun. The day was perfect! The weather was beautiful, kids were happy, and we got lots of delicious apples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT86WT9aKI/AAAAAAAADaQ/W1LhBIuzYfg/s1600/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531824321669720226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT86WT9aKI/AAAAAAAADaQ/W1LhBIuzYfg/s320/143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT8s30BIqI/AAAAAAAADaI/pnN5auso-Oo/s1600/147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531824090144383650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT8s30BIqI/AAAAAAAADaI/pnN5auso-Oo/s320/147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy introduced me to a new variety of apple called "Arkansas Black." Yummy! We had Dad working like a mule, picking us buckets full. Most of the ones left were high in the trees, so the job fell on him. He's great sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT8LRkjCCI/AAAAAAAADaA/M4YHnoEwhB4/s1600/148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531823512943265826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT8LRkjCCI/AAAAAAAADaA/M4YHnoEwhB4/s320/148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no ladders or anything available for us to use, so it's pretty much pick what you can reach. Lucky for the kids, they had my shoulders. Everyone needed a turn, but here are just a few of their pictures. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT7OiNNi-I/AAAAAAAADZ4/CaQfHrkJJYo/s1600/150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531822469436771298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT7OiNNi-I/AAAAAAAADZ4/CaQfHrkJJYo/s320/150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT7CCYpQ_I/AAAAAAAADZw/hs4Li8VDKa8/s1600/155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531822254736360434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT7CCYpQ_I/AAAAAAAADZw/hs4Li8VDKa8/s320/155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing off the prize!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT62_cWNVI/AAAAAAAADZo/r6irp8IhE_A/s1600/162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531822064968021330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT62_cWNVI/AAAAAAAADZo/r6irp8IhE_A/s320/162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter was pretty proud of the bridge he "built" to help us all across the stream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT6phWckrI/AAAAAAAADZg/gFwvVxlLalg/s1600/166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531821833551909554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT6phWckrI/AAAAAAAADZg/gFwvVxlLalg/s320/166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Excellent work, Carter. Good thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT6FI5rX-I/AAAAAAAADZQ/jK7H4SHD7w4/s1600/164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531821208513503202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT6FI5rX-I/AAAAAAAADZQ/jK7H4SHD7w4/s320/164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids all had their bags loaded....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT5y7NWJNI/AAAAAAAADZI/58zosDpafC4/s1600/167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531820895600256210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT5y7NWJNI/AAAAAAAADZI/58zosDpafC4/s320/167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but there was always room for just a couple more. Every time I thought we'd finished, the kids would come walking out with another apple or two. All the apples were pretty hard to resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT5hg0mO-I/AAAAAAAADZA/nDKc8hR7sgw/s1600/168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531820596459355106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT5hg0mO-I/AAAAAAAADZA/nDKc8hR7sgw/s320/168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Ian loved them! He commadeered Nikki's prize apple and wouldn't give it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT5OIWN2KI/AAAAAAAADY4/Iev9gJ5BDBE/s1600/174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531820263471962274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT5OIWN2KI/AAAAAAAADY4/Iev9gJ5BDBE/s320/174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we picked apples we went down a bit to Noon Creek and had a nice little hot dog roast. It was a great spot with shade for the adults and lots of rocks to climb on for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT5A2ZBYuI/AAAAAAAADYw/biyCfN24hQQ/s1600/181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531820035313591010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT5A2ZBYuI/AAAAAAAADYw/biyCfN24hQQ/s320/181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Ashlyn got adventurous and was all over the rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT4uLFua8I/AAAAAAAADYo/OqhmgewUs2A/s1600/182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531819714452286402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT4uLFua8I/AAAAAAAADYo/OqhmgewUs2A/s320/182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm somewhat of a professional hotdog cooker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT4ecpLX5I/AAAAAAAADYg/8j2SLnEmQBo/s1600/187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531819444286480274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT4ecpLX5I/AAAAAAAADYg/8j2SLnEmQBo/s320/187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....yet I still fail to compare to Dad's skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT4NPIwjdI/AAAAAAAADYY/1i2JKliJ3mQ/s1600/188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531819148603067858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT4NPIwjdI/AAAAAAAADYY/1i2JKliJ3mQ/s320/188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love picnics in the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT3-Ae9C1I/AAAAAAAADYQ/V9GqG0SJY3g/s1600/189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531818886971591506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT3-Ae9C1I/AAAAAAAADYQ/V9GqG0SJY3g/s320/189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT3sHsW_SI/AAAAAAAADYI/xb94xBtgck4/s1600/191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531818579669220642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT3sHsW_SI/AAAAAAAADYI/xb94xBtgck4/s320/191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the mountain, we went back to Thatcher for a few days. I don't know how Grandpa and Grandma handle all these nuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT2mVYCuiI/AAAAAAAADYA/sXZssWpaiDU/s1600/193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531817380751260194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT2mVYCuiI/AAAAAAAADYA/sXZssWpaiDU/s320/193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cari's girls introduced Grandma to silly bands, so she went and bought a bunch so she could be in on the trading. The kids had a blast. Grandma has a special knack with her grandkids and they always feel important and special when she's around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT1q-JOZAI/AAAAAAAADXw/poaVGABsapI/s1600/197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531816360902812674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT1q-JOZAI/AAAAAAAADXw/poaVGABsapI/s320/197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Cari's family went home, Cindy helped me make a baby blanket for a friend of mine while Grandpa and Ian had some good bonding time. Ian helped Grandpa with his jobs and Grandpa helped Ian with his playing. They were a great team. Grandpa loves his grandbabies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT1b_XromI/AAAAAAAADXo/vDCfl8X0qU8/s1600/201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531816103533847138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT1b_XromI/AAAAAAAADXo/vDCfl8X0qU8/s320/201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took my box of apples home and made applesauce, dried apples, and apple butter. It's always so satisfying and they all turned out good. I especially loved the applesauce with those "Arkansas Blacks." Next year I may have to get two boxes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-2293360808172722361?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2293360808172722361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=2293360808172722361' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/2293360808172722361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/2293360808172722361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/apple-pickin.html' title='Apple Pickin&apos;'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TMT86WT9aKI/AAAAAAAADaQ/W1LhBIuzYfg/s72-c/143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-8070092277487822030</id><published>2010-09-28T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T23:07:24.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Carter B-Day!</title><content type='html'>Carter turned six this year and he wanted to celebrate in style - camo style.  It was his year to have a birthday party, so we had an army water party.  We had boot camp, complete with drills, an obstacle course, a water balloon/squirt gun battle, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLvAxfWN6cI/AAAAAAAADXg/E9oqnovpTXs/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529224923988224450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLvAxfWN6cI/AAAAAAAADXg/E9oqnovpTXs/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended with target practice on our pinata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLvAiKSeFWI/AAAAAAAADXY/_D9INbctVp8/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529224660637324642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLvAiKSeFWI/AAAAAAAADXY/_D9INbctVp8/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLvAXarJbFI/AAAAAAAADXQ/Rv_r0r9paAA/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529224476057234514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLvAXarJbFI/AAAAAAAADXQ/Rv_r0r9paAA/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLu_7Xfbb4I/AAAAAAAADXI/_8dnxF_qMfc/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529223994166439810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLu_7Xfbb4I/AAAAAAAADXI/_8dnxF_qMfc/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They shot and shot, but it held strong and wouldn't rip.  We finally had to take a stick to it.  Whatever works, so long as they get the candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLu95SCSJKI/AAAAAAAADWY/RhtOVNDwe2c/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529221759319024802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLu95SCSJKI/AAAAAAAADWY/RhtOVNDwe2c/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had visions of a really awesome tank cake for Carter, but everything that could go wrong, did, so I trashed it and made cupcakes with an army man on top.  The kids were just as happy and it was &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLu9RGHD6HI/AAAAAAAADWQ/kdUMlAt-T_I/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529221068923070578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLu9RGHD6HI/AAAAAAAADWQ/kdUMlAt-T_I/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Carter's birthday morning we went to Crispy Creme's first thing to get his free dozen donuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLu_JOquo2I/AAAAAAAADXA/9wgPApE5R6w/s1600/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529223132804457314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLu_JOquo2I/AAAAAAAADXA/9wgPApE5R6w/s320/065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We opened a couple of presents that morning, but saved the rest for Dad that night.  Grandpa and Grandma got him a Popular Mechanics for Kids DVD set.  He loves those shows and we have watched them over and over and over again.  At least it's educational, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLu-77DIlhI/AAAAAAAADW4/lw3q3pJ32eE/s1600/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529222904199812626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLu-77DIlhI/AAAAAAAADW4/lw3q3pJ32eE/s320/069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few other random present opening pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLu-vXiXjFI/AAAAAAAADWw/5W3HHEWKsOU/s1600/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529222688508709970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLu-vXiXjFI/AAAAAAAADWw/5W3HHEWKsOU/s320/071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ian was very helpful with the present opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLu-YGDz6xI/AAAAAAAADWo/UZQLHUS20-4/s1600/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529222288680151826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLu-YGDz6xI/AAAAAAAADWo/UZQLHUS20-4/s320/074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLu-JFfsHbI/AAAAAAAADWg/G1VUVWRRHfI/s1600/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529222030830607794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLu-JFfsHbI/AAAAAAAADWg/G1VUVWRRHfI/s320/078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Monkey Business for dinner and played and played until we were all worn out then came home for some birthday cookie and bed.  He seemed to like everything he got, especially his new scooter.  I'm glad it was such a hit.  He's a great kid and we love having him in our family.  We love you, Carter.  Happy Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-8070092277487822030?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8070092277487822030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=8070092277487822030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/8070092277487822030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/8070092277487822030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/carter-b-day.html' title='Carter B-Day!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLvAxfWN6cI/AAAAAAAADXg/E9oqnovpTXs/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-211008687709516179</id><published>2010-09-25T11:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T12:15:21.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long Curly Locks!</title><content type='html'>Ian's fro was starting to get a little out of control.  I promised my mother-in-law I wouldn't cut it until after their visit, but as soon as they were gone - so were the curly locks.  I had forgotten to take a good "before" picture, but this one works really well.  This is during my in-laws visit a week before his haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLssjmqT7yI/AAAAAAAADUQ/RCmItSYF7m0/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529061957712473890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLssjmqT7yI/AAAAAAAADUQ/RCmItSYF7m0/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All combed out and ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLssNuW-Q-I/AAAAAAAADUI/xE5_Sltgtsk/s1600/ianhaircut9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529061581821723618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLssNuW-Q-I/AAAAAAAADUI/xE5_Sltgtsk/s320/ianhaircut9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsr115rorI/AAAAAAAADT4/yecUOxeLT_I/s1600/ian+haircut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529061171529491122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsr115rorI/AAAAAAAADT4/yecUOxeLT_I/s320/ian+haircut.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ian was very good and cooperative...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLssE0xn2PI/AAAAAAAADUA/aKta5fqABlw/s1600/ianhaircut10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529061428925290738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLssE0xn2PI/AAAAAAAADUA/aKta5fqABlw/s320/ianhaircut10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...until he started to worry that the torture would never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsrv1g7cSI/AAAAAAAADTw/La6CqNQeOvQ/s1600/ianhaircut5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529061068346454306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsrv1g7cSI/AAAAAAAADTw/La6CqNQeOvQ/s320/ianhaircut5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOORAY!  They're finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsrSILfZKI/AAAAAAAADTo/fLYZicK4iAo/s1600/ianhaircut2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529060557960733858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsrSILfZKI/AAAAAAAADTo/fLYZicK4iAo/s320/ianhaircut2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he soooo handsome?  I love that sweet face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsqoJT-S-I/AAAAAAAADTg/FIDh0OMP4rQ/s1600/ianhaircut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529059836710243298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsqoJT-S-I/AAAAAAAADTg/FIDh0OMP4rQ/s320/ianhaircut.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It needed to be done, but I miss his curls.  Fortunately, they're already starting to grow out again.  This time on the back and sides, too.  Can't wait for his next fro! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-211008687709516179?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/211008687709516179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=211008687709516179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/211008687709516179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/211008687709516179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/so-long-curly-locks.html' title='So Long Curly Locks!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLssjmqT7yI/AAAAAAAADUQ/RCmItSYF7m0/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-1651866163096821034</id><published>2010-09-21T13:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T15:32:10.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Denial</title><content type='html'>This morning as Carter was walking around with me surveying the death and destruction that I like to call my garden and landscaping, he resignedly said, "Mom, we're not very good planters."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbors would probably agree. My husband does agree. The seemingly hundreds of vegetables, herbs, flowers, and one small tree that have met their demise at my hand most definitely agree. However, I just can't. I have a watermelon. My one bright, shining hope that I will have a green thumb yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TJj2QQhBgwI/AAAAAAAADRQ/HJQJXnQpMjQ/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519432102514361090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TJj2QQhBgwI/AAAAAAAADRQ/HJQJXnQpMjQ/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-1651866163096821034?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1651866163096821034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=1651866163096821034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1651866163096821034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/1651866163096821034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/denial.html' title='Denial'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TJj2QQhBgwI/AAAAAAAADRQ/HJQJXnQpMjQ/s72-c/045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-3188051852356888002</id><published>2010-09-20T12:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T12:56:12.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>They're here!  They're here!</title><content type='html'>The kids have been counting down a long time for Nana and Papa's visit. They came in January when Ian was born, but that was all just baby stuff. We were excited for them to come when we could actually play! They got in late Wednesday night, just in time for pack meeting on Thursday. Isaac worked really hard to finish his wolf so they could be there when he got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac does a really convincing "Cub Scout Promise." Check out his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLs0l9V_V0I/AAAAAAAADVw/Du2toOlHijI/s1600/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529070794254014274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLs0l9V_V0I/AAAAAAAADVw/Du2toOlHijI/s320/069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of him earning his wolf was getting to draw all over him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLszyfD6EWI/AAAAAAAADVo/MPxLz-PaGjw/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529069909951779170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLszyfD6EWI/AAAAAAAADVo/MPxLz-PaGjw/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsziZwWvyI/AAAAAAAADVg/uFmN7wn9ITU/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529069633649688354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsziZwWvyI/AAAAAAAADVg/uFmN7wn9ITU/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go Isaac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLszOJ1whcI/AAAAAAAADVY/0_gqJEhpguU/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529069285779998146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLszOJ1whcI/AAAAAAAADVY/0_gqJEhpguU/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids had a half day on Friday, so when they got out of school, we headed up to Mt. Lemmon where we had reserved a cabin for the weekend. HIGHLY recommend this! We had a WONDERFUL time! The kids wasted no time exploring and finding big worms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsyVGiTocI/AAAAAAAADVQ/vP1wccIJgjc/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529068305640563138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsyVGiTocI/AAAAAAAADVQ/vP1wccIJgjc/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent our time playing games, doing puzzles, climbing on rocks, napping, reading, hiking, exploring, eating, talking, and escaping the 100+ Tucson heat.   Obviously too busy to take many pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsyCQZQaVI/AAAAAAAADVI/N1ckGpVPtRg/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529067981869443410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsyCQZQaVI/AAAAAAAADVI/N1ckGpVPtRg/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana gave Ian his first icecream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsxs4CnxMI/AAAAAAAADVA/xjh8DiQ2O1s/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529067614554801346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsxs4CnxMI/AAAAAAAADVA/xjh8DiQ2O1s/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't much of a fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsxdU6BNCI/AAAAAAAADU4/MzHFR9jVBMk/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529067347425440802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsxdU6BNCI/AAAAAAAADU4/MzHFR9jVBMk/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Carter's birthday was the week after they left, we declared Saturday as an early birthday and celebrated in style with pizza, cake, and presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsxPh5a9kI/AAAAAAAADUw/IQ2A_b4sGgw/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529067110394426946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsxPh5a9kI/AAAAAAAADUw/IQ2A_b4sGgw/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsxCFR6l2I/AAAAAAAADUo/h7TpTcgJpPk/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529066879374235490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsxCFR6l2I/AAAAAAAADUo/h7TpTcgJpPk/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsw4023DmI/AAAAAAAADUg/b7AwzmMOcrA/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529066720346967650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLsw4023DmI/AAAAAAAADUg/b7AwzmMOcrA/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had such a great visit it was sad to see it come to a close. Back to the airport. Thanks Nana and Papa for a FABULOUS time! We love and miss you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLswLsYlMNI/AAAAAAAADUY/pVDuG2TLP94/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529065944978370770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLswLsYlMNI/AAAAAAAADUY/pVDuG2TLP94/s320/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-3188051852356888002?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3188051852356888002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=3188051852356888002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3188051852356888002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3188051852356888002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/theyre-here-theyre-here.html' title='They&apos;re here!  They&apos;re here!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLs0l9V_V0I/AAAAAAAADVw/Du2toOlHijI/s72-c/069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-6476731492821645502</id><published>2010-09-15T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T13:05:53.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poser</title><content type='html'>Ian was so cute playing with his cars I had to pull out the camera. As soon as he saw it, though, he dropped all cars and went into photo shoot mode. He was hamming it up for the camera. Nice to actually have a kid that &lt;em&gt;smiles&lt;/em&gt; when I try to take their picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLs6RH99LFI/AAAAAAAADWI/M2NOx5xKQ1w/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529077033398512722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLs6RH99LFI/AAAAAAAADWI/M2NOx5xKQ1w/s320/049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLs5-rv8ZJI/AAAAAAAADWA/k7GnQoZeCRA/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529076716585903250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLs5-rv8ZJI/AAAAAAAADWA/k7GnQoZeCRA/s320/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLs5wzwnjeI/AAAAAAAADV4/pZ3gasvegCg/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529076478218046946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLs5wzwnjeI/AAAAAAAADV4/pZ3gasvegCg/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-6476731492821645502?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6476731492821645502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=6476731492821645502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/6476731492821645502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/6476731492821645502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/poser.html' title='Poser'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLs6RH99LFI/AAAAAAAADWI/M2NOx5xKQ1w/s72-c/049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-3019369915780582831</id><published>2010-08-17T00:21:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T00:48:04.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Boy Ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I haven't been much on blogging lately. Somehow it keeps slipping to the bottom of my priority list. Unfortunately, that means there hasn't been a whole lot Ian for anyone to see. I keep making plans in my head for a big, grandiose post that showcases Ian from birth until now. It wasn't such a big feat when "now" was three or four months ago, but it has become more and more overwhelming as time goes on, which is why I haven't done it. I was flipping through pictures this evening and decided I couldn't go another day without showing off my favorite guy. Here's just a little bit of Ian this summer... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGofUye2BFI/AAAAAAAADMw/8IRdebTdvmU/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506247936422839378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGofUye2BFI/AAAAAAAADMw/8IRdebTdvmU/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGofJZDXY8I/AAAAAAAADMo/iwayZiW6mNY/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506247740618138562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGofJZDXY8I/AAAAAAAADMo/iwayZiW6mNY/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoe3q1bmzI/AAAAAAAADMg/emczgMWkskk/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506247436153887538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoe3q1bmzI/AAAAAAAADMg/emczgMWkskk/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoehqHwiAI/AAAAAAAADMY/NqYEEGu3h_c/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506247058005198850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoehqHwiAI/AAAAAAAADMY/NqYEEGu3h_c/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoiUPUW8OI/AAAAAAAADM4/ef2JrsMYyHw/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506251225518502114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoiUPUW8OI/AAAAAAAADM4/ef2JrsMYyHw/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has been my most easy-going, happiest baby. My world happily revolves around him and mundane baby jobs that I usually dread have become a treat because they give me a break from the rest of the world and an excuse to just be with my baby. Eric and the kids adore him just as much as I do. We are so blessed to have him in our family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-3019369915780582831?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3019369915780582831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=3019369915780582831' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3019369915780582831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3019369915780582831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/best-boy-ever.html' title='Best Boy Ever!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGofUye2BFI/AAAAAAAADMw/8IRdebTdvmU/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-4187611524131851156</id><published>2010-08-16T22:59:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T23:51:24.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School!  First Day of School!</title><content type='html'>I'm sure all of the neighbors heard Carter's shouts of joy when he woke up early Monday morning. FINALLY he gets to go to Kindergarten! As joyful as the wake-up was, the morning soon became painful as he was ready to go (Ate breakfast - check. Got dressed - check. Did my jobs - check. Brushed my teeth - check. Put my shoes on - check. Backpack on and ready - check), but school didn't start for another couple of hours - yes, hours. Isaac wasn't in near the hurry. He's a seasoned third grader now. I promised that after we told Marvin, their bus driver, that I was taking them the first morning, we could go. Of course, I threw in a photo shoot to stall a few more minutes. Luckily, you all can relive the adventure with us - step by step!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoMYbaKWKI/AAAAAAAADLY/gI6cG30Q0z8/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506227108227733666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoMYbaKWKI/AAAAAAAADLY/gI6cG30Q0z8/s320/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long to four monkeys all day every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoMKe4RyaI/AAAAAAAADLQ/U28ZEIqeDvk/s1600/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506226868641188258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoMKe4RyaI/AAAAAAAADLQ/U28ZEIqeDvk/s320/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter playing the part of a big kindergartner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoL_-VqulI/AAAAAAAADLI/6DrfnnQgg4o/s1600/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506226688107395666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoL_-VqulI/AAAAAAAADLI/6DrfnnQgg4o/s320/080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac as handsome as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoL3mGreqI/AAAAAAAADLA/-KyhhbGFuVY/s1600/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506226544163125922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoL3mGreqI/AAAAAAAADLA/-KyhhbGFuVY/s320/083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure whose children these are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were still pretty early, so I made the car ride as long and drawn out as I possibly could. It's no easy task taking more than five minutes to drive a mile! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoLsrKhmJI/AAAAAAAADK4/_Gxaq5htCzU/s1600/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506226356542871698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoLsrKhmJI/AAAAAAAADK4/_Gxaq5htCzU/s320/087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel the suspense building? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoLU5mWtqI/AAAAAAAADKw/tjRhD9NV894/s1600/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506225948100834978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoLU5mWtqI/AAAAAAAADKw/tjRhD9NV894/s320/089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e.&lt;br /&gt;Finally to the classroom door. Look how well he's tolerating me! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoLI_fjsaI/AAAAAAAADKo/sGBBfbFy0pM/s1600/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506225743524508066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoLI_fjsaI/AAAAAAAADKo/sGBBfbFy0pM/s320/090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Mrs. Beals' Kindergarten class! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoK6jrUmPI/AAAAAAAADKg/7OMULJz27GQ/s1600/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506225495539489010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoK6jrUmPI/AAAAAAAADKg/7OMULJz27GQ/s320/091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaac didn't get quite the fanfare. As I mentioned before, he's quite the seasoned "first day of schooler." His new teacher is Mrs. Iturralde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoKxnCl-7I/AAAAAAAADKY/8WGaYfiNhbw/s1600/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506225341823581106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoKxnCl-7I/AAAAAAAADKY/8WGaYfiNhbw/s320/093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the two of them left. Now what am I going to do? I'm sure I can think of something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoKhbPzFFI/AAAAAAAADKQ/J4Ez_ftOcHM/s1600/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506225063779832914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoKhbPzFFI/AAAAAAAADKQ/J4Ez_ftOcHM/s320/095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first week of school went great. Both boys really like their teachers and school seems to be as fabulous as Carter imagined it to be. Now, as to whether he's learning anything is yet to be determined. Dinner time conversation - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad:  "What did you learn about today, Carter?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carter:  "We don't really learn anything."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D:  "What do you do all day?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C:  (Imagine Carter's long drawl) "We color, play games, read books.  And sometimes my teacher talks for a long time."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D:  "Hmmm....maybe when she's talking to you she's trying to teach you something."&lt;br /&gt;C:  "Yeah...maybe...but that's kind of boring."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaac's school day seems to evolve around the recess soccer game.  We've yet to hear what he learns about every day, but he hasn't been short on soccer details.  I miss recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as Ashlyn has enjoyed her time at home without her brothers picking on her, just hanging out with me and Ian isn't quite cutting it.  Today was her first day of preschool.  She was pretty giddy.  What a funny girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoKV3wLTBI/AAAAAAAADKI/_VTba8k53YM/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506224865273400338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoKV3wLTBI/AAAAAAAADKI/_VTba8k53YM/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoKIYj-UfI/AAAAAAAADKA/kw0c_3SqquQ/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506224633562419698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoKIYj-UfI/AAAAAAAADKA/kw0c_3SqquQ/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still so hard to get her to smile for a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoJ9d6WfjI/AAAAAAAADJ4/LBceFqVl1fQ/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506224446019894834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoJ9d6WfjI/AAAAAAAADJ4/LBceFqVl1fQ/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't want me to walk her to the door, but I insisted.  She may think she's big, but she's still my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoJtboBSEI/AAAAAAAADJw/DyYxSq91URk/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506224170528229442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoJtboBSEI/AAAAAAAADJw/DyYxSq91URk/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting puzzles while waiting for the last little boy to come.  I'm doing another co-op this year with three other moms.  Apparently it went well, because she came home gushing.  I got lots of hugs, lots of details, and lots of smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoJg9gWfhI/AAAAAAAADJo/sKwUvI8G0pI/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506223956284571154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoJg9gWfhI/AAAAAAAADJo/sKwUvI8G0pI/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While her and the boys were having so much fun at school, Ian and I had to go grocery shopping all by ourselves.  Isn't school grand?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-4187611524131851156?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4187611524131851156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=4187611524131851156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/4187611524131851156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/4187611524131851156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-day-of-school-first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School!  First Day of School!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoMYbaKWKI/AAAAAAAADLY/gI6cG30Q0z8/s72-c/075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-3168530445865797854</id><published>2010-08-13T00:30:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T00:57:03.018-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting it under Control!</title><content type='html'>Well, sort of.  Ian has crazy hair that we really don't know where came from.  He has a mass of curls on top, with a little curly wing on each side - with not much else.  I can't bring myself to touch the top yet, but it was time for the wings to go.  Aunt Cari was gracious enough to take care of business for us.  He was a perfect baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGojj4KkK3I/AAAAAAAADNI/5Wrv62zubTs/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506252593692945266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGojj4KkK3I/AAAAAAAADNI/5Wrv62zubTs/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So handsome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGojaEA5pEI/AAAAAAAADNA/amyt_pIf3Yg/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506252425074943042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGojaEA5pEI/AAAAAAAADNA/amyt_pIf3Yg/s320/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-3168530445865797854?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3168530445865797854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=3168530445865797854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3168530445865797854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3168530445865797854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/getting-it-under-control.html' title='Getting it under Control!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGojj4KkK3I/AAAAAAAADNI/5Wrv62zubTs/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-4006081713763521165</id><published>2010-08-13T00:27:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T00:21:39.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Munchin'</title><content type='html'>Ian had his first bites of baby food back in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoavX-aoaI/AAAAAAAADMI/5Lj6xKZG1fk/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506242895605834146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoavX-aoaI/AAAAAAAADMI/5Lj6xKZG1fk/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't a huge fan, but with a little encouragement, he took it down - mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoaimiXGdI/AAAAAAAADMA/uduz-sA4AY4/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506242676176394706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoaimiXGdI/AAAAAAAADMA/uduz-sA4AY4/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, food has taken on a whole new meaning for him. He loves it! It gives him great joy and delight and he has to have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoaLTtn1GI/AAAAAAAADL4/9iEWDjcRs8s/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506242275986363490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoaLTtn1GI/AAAAAAAADL4/9iEWDjcRs8s/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoZ5V_TlbI/AAAAAAAADLw/1OwxHFWJwik/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506241967359759794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoZ5V_TlbI/AAAAAAAADLw/1OwxHFWJwik/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel guilty when we eat in front of him, because he watches us so intently - just hoping for a bite. If I don't give him anything, he soon resorts to munching on the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoZfaXfr3I/AAAAAAAADLo/AoOW9VkvrNQ/s1600/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506241521858359154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoZfaXfr3I/AAAAAAAADLo/AoOW9VkvrNQ/s320/068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever makes him happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoZUIY4bYI/AAAAAAAADLg/qYwIaehNiFc/s1600/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506241328053775746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoZUIY4bYI/AAAAAAAADLg/qYwIaehNiFc/s320/071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-4006081713763521165?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4006081713763521165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=4006081713763521165' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/4006081713763521165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/4006081713763521165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-munchin.html' title='Just Munchin&apos;'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TGoavX-aoaI/AAAAAAAADMI/5Lj6xKZG1fk/s72-c/030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-4947845407670659574</id><published>2010-07-27T23:02:00.070-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T23:11:37.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the heart of Texas</title><content type='html'>Just as soon as Isaac was out of school for the summer, we jumped in the ol' minivan and made our way back to Texas.  We hadn't been since we moved exactly a year before and we were all very anxious.  Since Ian was only 4 months old, we decided to break up the trip and stay the night in a motel in El Paso.  All I really wanted was cheap and a heated pool.  Days Inn fit the description and I booked it despite the reviews.  We hadn't told the kids we were stopping for the night and they were &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; excited when we pulled up.  I told them not to get &lt;em&gt;too &lt;/em&gt;excited, that it was nothing fancy.  Just a bed and a pool. &lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;When Eric and I walked into the room, our first thought was "Should we find someplace else?"  Apparently the boys saw something different, because they both turned towards us beaming and Isaac said, "I thought you said this wasn't fancy!"  Ian and I opted out of the freezing cold (false advertising!) pool, but everyone else had (or pretended to have - Good Dad!) fun and in the morning we were off - making it to Nana and Papa's that evening.  Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We timed it perfectly and were able to celebrate Bill and Debbie's 35th Wedding Anniversary the next day.  Jennifer and I tossed different ideas back and forth on how to celebrate and ended up with a quiet dinner at home.  Jennifer made a delicious feast and the whole evening was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH9mF9VHGI/AAAAAAAADQ4/0mLoQ03-EFE/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508462650127096930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH9mF9VHGI/AAAAAAAADQ4/0mLoQ03-EFE/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH8q4mYzCI/AAAAAAAADQo/1GVCyPA7O9c/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508461632928926754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH8q4mYzCI/AAAAAAAADQo/1GVCyPA7O9c/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their little family grew a bit in the last 35 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH9aeq4JgI/AAAAAAAADQw/afxFGOTQUGE/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508462450602157570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH9aeq4JgI/AAAAAAAADQw/afxFGOTQUGE/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished off the night feeding the catfish.  Bill and Deb's pond is full and stocked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH16-YvAzI/AAAAAAAADPw/YXb_SVRoXRo/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508454212778787634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH16-YvAzI/AAAAAAAADPw/YXb_SVRoXRo/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys found a big fuzzy caterpillar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH1oD9b6mI/AAAAAAAADPo/4b504bOe3Yw/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508453887857388130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH1oD9b6mI/AAAAAAAADPo/4b504bOe3Yw/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cecilia and the rest playing on the trailor.  We spent as much time outside as we possibly could enjoying the farm.  Next time we'll go when it's a bit cooler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH1L0o8nMI/AAAAAAAADPg/kz9REZKAgxM/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508453402708581570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH1L0o8nMI/AAAAAAAADPg/kz9REZKAgxM/s320/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, Debbie graciously offered to keep Ashlyn and Ian while Eric and I took the boys to NASA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508452799661975314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH0ouHbpxI/AAAAAAAADPY/HNrhgHtKrsY/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH0BEnCm7I/AAAAAAAADPQ/5xDAuNEqQZ0/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508452118505364402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH0BEnCm7I/AAAAAAAADPQ/5xDAuNEqQZ0/s320/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHzhHgBhkI/AAAAAAAADPA/92YikBnZ-Rc/s1600/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508451569525425730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHzhHgBhkI/AAAAAAAADPA/92YikBnZ-Rc/s320/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHzUbT7n7I/AAAAAAAADO4/i3IUy29dL28/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508451351505117106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHzUbT7n7I/AAAAAAAADO4/i3IUy29dL28/s320/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHzBzNd2jI/AAAAAAAADOw/tk-a443gHd0/s1600/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508451031502936626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHzBzNd2jI/AAAAAAAADOw/tk-a443gHd0/s320/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric accomplished his mission faster than any of us.  Way to go, Astronaut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHy27tNQTI/AAAAAAAADOo/9oTOfiNMP48/s1600/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508450844804989234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHy27tNQTI/AAAAAAAADOo/9oTOfiNMP48/s320/069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter loved the helmet.  It was heavy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHyqO-JM6I/AAAAAAAADOg/S7OYts73Aqc/s1600/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508450626638001058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHyqO-JM6I/AAAAAAAADOg/S7OYts73Aqc/s320/074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While Isaac and Eric were landing airplanes, Carter and I went wandering.  Carter was too embarrassed to get his picture taken with the big blue star, so he took mine instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHyfSHNkuI/AAAAAAAADOY/coMMASgwpEY/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508450438502781666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHyfSHNkuI/AAAAAAAADOY/coMMASgwpEY/s320/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508450246314599858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHyUGJ-pbI/AAAAAAAADOQ/4GwY6yRx3p4/s320/080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decided he really wanted his picture after all, but it was still pretty hard for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508450048971628898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHyIm_v4WI/AAAAAAAADOI/hN79Pbo6ujw/s320/081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had a velcro wall and it was hilarious watching the boys jump on it.  There's a great video of Carter at the end of this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHx2o3h_sI/AAAAAAAADOA/y6G8T6i20Qo/s1600/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508449740236390082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHx2o3h_sI/AAAAAAAADOA/y6G8T6i20Qo/s320/084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHxoG8qBEI/AAAAAAAADN4/bqGq1x1GpRs/s1600/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508449490612913218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHxoG8qBEI/AAAAAAAADN4/bqGq1x1GpRs/s320/085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you get lost....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508443811026367490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHsdg1s9AI/AAAAAAAADNw/SXXMcZsMzsQ/s320/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost....a little further...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508442998302761906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHruNNS47I/AAAAAAAADNo/RcIRXb3BA68/s320/102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHqGBv1-tI/AAAAAAAADNg/cD4tIKz2XUY/s1600/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508441208520047314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHqGBv1-tI/AAAAAAAADNg/cD4tIKz2XUY/s320/103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys had a great time and keep asking when we can go back.  It was really interesting.  I'm glad they loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were playing at NASA, Nana, Papa, Ian, Ashlyn, Jennifer, Anton and Cecilia headed on down to Galveston to enjoy the beach.  I don't think anyone got much further than the beach towels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH7QEAO_PI/AAAAAAAADQg/xsDGWoOrWqQ/s1600/IMG_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508460072622030066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH7QEAO_PI/AAAAAAAADQg/xsDGWoOrWqQ/s320/IMG_0155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH7EY-WNOI/AAAAAAAADQY/2zRiesiGdEI/s1600/IMG_0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508459872092828898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH7EY-WNOI/AAAAAAAADQY/2zRiesiGdEI/s320/IMG_0163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashlyn ventured a bit to gather some seashells, but she didn't love the water by any means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH6OEwGYfI/AAAAAAAADQI/_eRxMSas6HU/s1600/IMG_0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508458938951426546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH6OEwGYfI/AAAAAAAADQI/_eRxMSas6HU/s320/IMG_0169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH6fzjfmsI/AAAAAAAADQQ/7mk9u6fAMQw/s1600/IMG_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508459243572796098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH6fzjfmsI/AAAAAAAADQQ/7mk9u6fAMQw/s320/IMG_0167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with them that evening for dinner to celebrate Jennifer's birthday.  I was so excited for good seafood.  I've come a long way, considering the thought of seafood made me want to puke when we first moved to Texas and now I actually crave it.  My dinner was awesome, Eric's fried shrimp was okay, but I think the only person who was &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;disappointed in his food was Bill, and that's because it had him confined to the bathroom for a day and a half.  Never order salmon at Fish Tales!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we left Ian with Nana and Papa again and took the rest of the kids to the beach.  I love the Gulf's warm water!  We had a great time collecting sea shells, splashing, racing waves, playing in the sand and just remembering!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHpvmAGG2I/AAAAAAAADNY/snUCdSEAnaA/s1600/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508440823114898274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHpvmAGG2I/AAAAAAAADNY/snUCdSEAnaA/s320/108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHpjg4oUVI/AAAAAAAADNQ/DUbcN0bXUV0/s1600/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508440615582978386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THHpjg4oUVI/AAAAAAAADNQ/DUbcN0bXUV0/s320/118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498814358653447586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-2hnVbLaI/AAAAAAAADJg/NMzGSDKMg8c/s320/116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-2EL42wgI/AAAAAAAADJY/leIVHOvyHHY/s1600/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498813853069656578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-2EL42wgI/AAAAAAAADJY/leIVHOvyHHY/s320/123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-129SMgkI/AAAAAAAADJQ/KAn6wCcaRX0/s1600/126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498813625811108418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-129SMgkI/AAAAAAAADJQ/KAn6wCcaRX0/s320/126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-1pJqaj-I/AAAAAAAADJI/Oud79V6iBGA/s1600/127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498813388615749602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-1pJqaj-I/AAAAAAAADJI/Oud79V6iBGA/s320/127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-1cyXGNVI/AAAAAAAADJA/fJDcE4IWyYM/s1600/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498813176202278226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-1cyXGNVI/AAAAAAAADJA/fJDcE4IWyYM/s320/128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-1I_93pzI/AAAAAAAADI4/Rcr6Y0hv7dw/s1600/129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498812836257179442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-1I_93pzI/AAAAAAAADI4/Rcr6Y0hv7dw/s320/129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498812299879733650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-0pxzhWZI/AAAAAAAADIw/mKYYE2kTShw/s320/131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-0Lkk7-7I/AAAAAAAADIo/5qwpw2CWFUE/s1600/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498811780932828082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-0Lkk7-7I/AAAAAAAADIo/5qwpw2CWFUE/s320/133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-zrpCnn-I/AAAAAAAADIg/0IVkwxTgN50/s1600/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498811232375250914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-zrpCnn-I/AAAAAAAADIg/0IVkwxTgN50/s320/134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-zdd3PHDI/AAAAAAAADIY/V_agNSsYfSQ/s1600/135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498810988856548402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-zdd3PHDI/AAAAAAAADIY/V_agNSsYfSQ/s320/135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't go to Galveston and skip a ferry ride.  We were &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; intent on spotting dolphins!  I didn't think we were going to see any this time, then finally they appeared for a minute and we got a glimpse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH3ir_I2gI/AAAAAAAADQA/qH-xoeyhwB0/s1600/IMG_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508455994545986050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH3ir_I2gI/AAAAAAAADQA/qH-xoeyhwB0/s320/IMG_0209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH3WnHiHHI/AAAAAAAADP4/WeomFpypeBI/s1600/IMG_0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508455787080588402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH3WnHiHHI/AAAAAAAADP4/WeomFpypeBI/s320/IMG_0210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my in-laws came to Tucson for Ian's birth, they printed out seesaw plans with a promise to build it together with the boys at the farm when we came.  As soon as we got back from Galveston they set to work.  I didn't get any pictures of the process, but the final project was a huge success!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-zNK4hT_I/AAAAAAAADIQ/9AsP88SjC3k/s1600/139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498810708883754994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-zNK4hT_I/AAAAAAAADIQ/9AsP88SjC3k/s320/139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-y1bdym-I/AAAAAAAADII/iHBwLp-Jv_E/s1600/148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498810301018184674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-y1bdym-I/AAAAAAAADII/iHBwLp-Jv_E/s320/148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498810024307957522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-ylUo7nxI/AAAAAAAADIA/6PC4HW0XxPc/s320/155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-yXZt3lDI/AAAAAAAADH4/hlyok1p-JlI/s1600/161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498809785152672818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-yXZt3lDI/AAAAAAAADH4/hlyok1p-JlI/s320/161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying our time together...what's better than swinging with Nana and a weenie/marshmallow roast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498809424056075826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-yCYhuxjI/AAAAAAAADHw/MzUdKCmkgkQ/s320/164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498809178944292050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-x0HahxNI/AAAAAAAADHo/QqaqggFAwQ0/s320/169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498808901739331618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-xj-vtwCI/AAAAAAAADHg/nvC4pMUARrc/s320/211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-xZ754z4I/AAAAAAAADHY/pMXa139edTA/s1600/212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498808729178001282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-xZ754z4I/AAAAAAAADHY/pMXa139edTA/s320/212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-xQHihhSI/AAAAAAAADHQ/ENQNDs6e6og/s1600/220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498808560502539554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-xQHihhSI/AAAAAAAADHQ/ENQNDs6e6og/s320/220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-xFxbH73I/AAAAAAAADHI/VqAta-7oHoc/s1600/226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498808382767230834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-xFxbH73I/AAAAAAAADHI/VqAta-7oHoc/s320/226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-w8_blfRI/AAAAAAAADHA/qJ-bzVAcaY8/s1600/227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498808231908441362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-w8_blfRI/AAAAAAAADHA/qJ-bzVAcaY8/s320/227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-wR_WONKI/AAAAAAAADG4/OmGbUbYmXxw/s1600/231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498807493151569058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-wR_WONKI/AAAAAAAADG4/OmGbUbYmXxw/s320/231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-wGOe-zTI/AAAAAAAADGw/ax-1kzgx2XU/s1600/265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498807291056409906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-wGOe-zTI/AAAAAAAADGw/ax-1kzgx2XU/s320/265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides the seesaw, the other big event we had all been looking forward to was fishing in the pond.  The fish were still too small to keep, but the kids had a great time catching them.  Luckily, Meemaw was able to come up and spend most of the week with us.  We met up with Uncle Mickey in Schulenberg to pick her up and had a nice lunch and visit.  So many things we enjoyed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-v1B-yjBI/AAAAAAAADGo/Oyk_O_WZD_g/s1600/287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498806995642387474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-v1B-yjBI/AAAAAAAADGo/Oyk_O_WZD_g/s320/287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone caught some perch, but Ashlyn was the only one who caught a catfish.  I wish we had a picture, but at least we caught it on video.  She was excited about the catch, but not at all impressed with the fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-vPvVPnZI/AAAAAAAADGg/5Wkhh_8lx6c/s1600/279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498806354981133714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-vPvVPnZI/AAAAAAAADGg/5Wkhh_8lx6c/s320/279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-u58JlltI/AAAAAAAADGY/oBVNHeUOtjU/s1600/281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498805980464781010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-u58JlltI/AAAAAAAADGY/oBVNHeUOtjU/s320/281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn's idea of fishing quickly turned to sitting by Papa while he held the pole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-ucgpht3I/AAAAAAAADGI/-WCVoJcDveo/s1600/283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498805474866345842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-ucgpht3I/AAAAAAAADGI/-WCVoJcDveo/s320/283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian had to get in on the action, too.  He was quite the expert fisherman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-uMmEZG5I/AAAAAAAADGA/pG0fPY5ryVk/s1600/294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498805201443298194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-uMmEZG5I/AAAAAAAADGA/pG0fPY5ryVk/s320/294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-t8j4De2I/AAAAAAAADF4/T5Jd-G9fgd8/s1600/295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498804925976771426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-t8j4De2I/AAAAAAAADF4/T5Jd-G9fgd8/s320/295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-tosYTpAI/AAAAAAAADFw/d_su1bUdaOQ/s1600/302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498804584662148098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-tosYTpAI/AAAAAAAADFw/d_su1bUdaOQ/s320/302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-tUFeukCI/AAAAAAAADFo/r3DRnpJRJZk/s1600/304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498804230622711842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-tUFeukCI/AAAAAAAADFo/r3DRnpJRJZk/s320/304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-s9tok6pI/AAAAAAAADFg/zg-LxSV9XFA/s1600/305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498803846264449682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-s9tok6pI/AAAAAAAADFg/zg-LxSV9XFA/s320/305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-swXc-jvI/AAAAAAAADFY/6hT5BcLUVmA/s1600/313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498803616971919090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-swXc-jvI/AAAAAAAADFY/6hT5BcLUVmA/s320/313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really hard to say goodbye.  We wouldn't leave until we had promises of their next visit to Tucson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-sfhWBD_I/AAAAAAAADFQ/wJt_m2v00yI/s1600/314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498803327569301490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-sfhWBD_I/AAAAAAAADFQ/wJt_m2v00yI/s320/314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Into the car again.  Until next time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-sOYl5JiI/AAAAAAAADFI/SRGhTkq7DmI/s1600/318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498803033162196514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-sOYl5JiI/AAAAAAAADFI/SRGhTkq7DmI/s320/318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-r_b6K3cI/AAAAAAAADFA/I0xga-i0M-0/s1600/320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498802776354512322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-r_b6K3cI/AAAAAAAADFA/I0xga-i0M-0/s320/320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for a great visit!  We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8fa53de50a159185" 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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8fa53de50a159185%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330309259%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D72A5EDCCFC19A0491FF6DCABC0CEFEB095A6F85D.544E5ED6D75F0106FDC6BE0F563D5C3DB35D75F5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8fa53de50a159185%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMddAMSKXkYhco2n2UcCEUNbIEXE&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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8fa53de50a159185%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330309259%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D72A5EDCCFC19A0491FF6DCABC0CEFEB095A6F85D.544E5ED6D75F0106FDC6BE0F563D5C3DB35D75F5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8fa53de50a159185%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMddAMSKXkYhco2n2UcCEUNbIEXE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-4947845407670659574?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4947845407670659574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=4947845407670659574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/4947845407670659574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/4947845407670659574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/back-in-heart-of-texas.html' title='Back in the heart of Texas'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/THH9mF9VHGI/AAAAAAAADQ4/0mLoQ03-EFE/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-3484662608846845552</id><published>2010-07-17T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T10:53:38.009-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollin' Rollin' Rollin'</title><content type='html'>Here we go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHg8mHArqI/AAAAAAAADSg/lAcqy5T27RM/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526445549387034274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHg8mHArqI/AAAAAAAADSg/lAcqy5T27RM/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good progress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHgeeu9MmI/AAAAAAAADSQ/u2rEjBWK7gs/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526445032011018850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHgeeu9MmI/AAAAAAAADSQ/u2rEjBWK7gs/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rest and pose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHgpcb4LkI/AAAAAAAADSY/G0ZZRvuvQX8/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526445220372688450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHgpcb4LkI/AAAAAAAADSY/G0ZZRvuvQX8/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last effort...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHgLqq8VZI/AAAAAAAADSI/N8-IQaLn99I/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526444708797896082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHgLqq8VZI/AAAAAAAADSI/N8-IQaLn99I/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ta Dah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHf8DEStwI/AAAAAAAADSA/WoUkTGpg4iw/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526444440468764418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHf8DEStwI/AAAAAAAADSA/WoUkTGpg4iw/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you!  Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-3484662608846845552?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3484662608846845552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=3484662608846845552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3484662608846845552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3484662608846845552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/rollin-rollin-rollin.html' title='Rollin&apos; Rollin&apos; Rollin&apos;'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHg8mHArqI/AAAAAAAADSg/lAcqy5T27RM/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-3528712580820094244</id><published>2010-07-04T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T15:21:01.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth of July</title><content type='html'>We went to St. Johns this year for the Fourth of July and had a FABULOUS time! The weather was perfect and the company was even better. Carter, especially, loves going to Aunt Kimmie's so that he can play with Trace and Cody. They had army bases all over the house. We also enjoyed swimming, picnics, parks, slip 'n slide, cards, and fireworks. Isaac went off the high dive for the first time. He was TERRIFIED up there! He almost shook himself off the end he was so scared. However, after bribery of a couple of dollars and some candy, he finally found the courage within. After that, he went over and over again. He loved it! We couldn't quite coax Carter off the low dive, but that's okay. Next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the Fourth of July festivities were a town BBQ, featuring races at the end. All of the kids did well, but I loved their pre-race concentration more than the race itself. FOCUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHkTbHu_qI/AAAAAAAADTY/4H6I0PlsddA/s1600/013+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526449240109153954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHkTbHu_qI/AAAAAAAADTY/4H6I0PlsddA/s320/013+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHkKZl9MhI/AAAAAAAADTQ/hlQVecHnaYc/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526449085080220178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHkKZl9MhI/AAAAAAAADTQ/hlQVecHnaYc/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHj-EcH-eI/AAAAAAAADTI/_jx3OXwe_zw/s1600/019+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526448873243408866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHj-EcH-eI/AAAAAAAADTI/_jx3OXwe_zw/s320/019+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHj4fcCPMI/AAAAAAAADTA/PSmJmP7WSwc/s1600/021+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 295px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526448777411574978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHj4fcCPMI/AAAAAAAADTA/PSmJmP7WSwc/s320/021+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHjvh1naSI/AAAAAAAADS4/sZk7mXwzaAg/s1600/023+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526448623436917026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHjvh1naSI/AAAAAAAADS4/sZk7mXwzaAg/s320/023+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night we hit the fireworks. It was actually a pretty good show. Who knows what to expect out of St. Johns! :) Everyone had a great time but Ashlyn. She spent the evening hiding under blankets in the back of the van, whimpering every time a firework went off. Probably not the best night of her life. Maybe next year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHiSTUWCzI/AAAAAAAADSw/yLYu20FFa4A/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526447021811436338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHiSTUWCzI/AAAAAAAADSw/yLYu20FFa4A/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHiDEJYN3I/AAAAAAAADSo/yYdL3tiI3fA/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526446760040871794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHiDEJYN3I/AAAAAAAADSo/yYdL3tiI3fA/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had to head home the next day after church despite the tears, beggings and pleadings. We all had a great time. Thank you, Herrings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-3528712580820094244?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3528712580820094244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=3528712580820094244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3528712580820094244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3528712580820094244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/fourth-of-july.html' title='Fourth of July'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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/_MKElu40_ZQI/TLHkTbHu_qI/AAAAAAAADTY/4H6I0PlsddA/s72-c/013+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-3450811029810346522</id><published>2010-06-22T15:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T15:06:14.721-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months</title><content type='html'>Ian turned 5 months old yesterday.  He had his "4 month" Dr. appointment today (we're a little behind) and here are his stats -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TCEW3Pp-vsI/AAAAAAAAC-o/z0f5ShrNTxg/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485690959465201346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TCEW3Pp-vsI/AAAAAAAAC-o/z0f5ShrNTxg/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight - 15 lbs 5 oz&lt;br /&gt;Height - 25 and 3/4 in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He fell from the 75th percentile in weight to the 45th percentile, but he's not fooling anyone.  Check out those thighs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-3450811029810346522?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3450811029810346522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=3450811029810346522' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3450811029810346522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/3450811029810346522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/5-months.html' title='5 months'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TCEW3Pp-vsI/AAAAAAAAC-o/z0f5ShrNTxg/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-280799314242665795</id><published>2010-06-16T23:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T23:36:04.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He exists!</title><content type='html'>For those of you who may be beginning to wonder if we really had a baby or not - we did. Otherwise, I'm sure my blog would be complete and up to date! The rest of us still exist, too (in case you were wondering). Just think how much time you'll get to waste - reading hours worth of our lives in one shot - once I finally do get it updated. Until then....proof of Ian. He was a master fisherman at Nana and Papa's house, but his best talent is charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TBmjMGVFUQI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/rbhZQGyOCzo/s1600/301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483593449553088770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TBmjMGVFUQI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/rbhZQGyOCzo/s320/301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-280799314242665795?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/280799314242665795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=280799314242665795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/280799314242665795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/280799314242665795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/he-exists.html' title='He exists!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TBmjMGVFUQI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/rbhZQGyOCzo/s72-c/301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-2093112812192456067</id><published>2010-05-24T22:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T22:59:47.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool Graduation</title><content type='html'>This year for Carter's preschool, I did a co-op with three other moms. It was one of those random things that I soon realized wasn't really random at all. We were new in town and didn't know very many people. I wanted to do something with Carter, but didn't know what. I had talked to a lady at church about doing something together, but she ended up backing out. Fortunately, before she did, she had given my number to someone else - who gave it to someone else. Eventually I got a phone call from a stranger, who had gathered two other strangers, and our preschool was formed. None of us had ever met before, but it worked out perfectly. The kids became instant friends and we had a wonderful and fun year. I know that Carter and I were both blessed by the relationships we made. The kids go to four different wards, and will go to three different elementary schools, so they don't see very much of each other now that preschool is finished, but I think they will be friends for a very long time. We're hoping for a preschool reunion soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-n9v2UE8I/AAAAAAAADE4/iGMMvD5Dgsg/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498798349300798402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-n9v2UE8I/AAAAAAAADE4/iGMMvD5Dgsg/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The graduates - Wyatt Gibbons, Carter, Alesha Woodings, and Abby Derrick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-nvfUKcwI/AAAAAAAADEw/8tdO1mYCguQ/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498798104344425218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-nvfUKcwI/AAAAAAAADEw/8tdO1mYCguQ/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with their diploma they received a book with several of their projects in it that they had made throughout the year. Carter LOVES his book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-niSjmL_I/AAAAAAAADEo/r68dYBnd4yg/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498797877581197298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-niSjmL_I/AAAAAAAADEo/r68dYBnd4yg/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-nXfXhaeI/AAAAAAAADEg/7wZ3P4X6shI/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498797692041652706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-nXfXhaeI/AAAAAAAADEg/7wZ3P4X6shI/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my handsome boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-nKvBexKI/AAAAAAAADEY/GgvmnVn22Tg/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498797472905872546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-nKvBexKI/AAAAAAAADEY/GgvmnVn22Tg/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats and good luck with kindergarten. Thanks for a great year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-2093112812192456067?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2093112812192456067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=2093112812192456067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/2093112812192456067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/2093112812192456067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/preschool-graduation.html' title='Preschool Graduation'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-n9v2UE8I/AAAAAAAADE4/iGMMvD5Dgsg/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-7603488059467492010</id><published>2010-05-16T22:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T22:16:24.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready to go!</title><content type='html'>You never know what you might need or when you might need it. Can you ever &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; be too prepared for a ride in the car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-gmud2lUI/AAAAAAAADEQ/5I9ZAk_KBNM/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498790257211381058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-gmud2lUI/AAAAAAAADEQ/5I9ZAk_KBNM/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-7603488059467492010?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7603488059467492010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=7603488059467492010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/7603488059467492010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/7603488059467492010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/ready-to-go.html' title='Ready to go!'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-gmud2lUI/AAAAAAAADEQ/5I9ZAk_KBNM/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-747760433646364915</id><published>2010-05-15T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T22:13:12.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Father and Sons</title><content type='html'>The Father and Sons outing was on Mt. Lemmon this year.  The boys loved it.  How could they not?  They look forward to the time they get to spend with just their dad.  Ian can't wait to join them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-flKmAfyI/AAAAAAAADEI/2ggawoucMO8/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498789130890411810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-flKmAfyI/AAAAAAAADEI/2ggawoucMO8/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE9_VokQKxI/AAAAAAAADEA/VVIFUf11d9o/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498753679686118162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE9_VokQKxI/AAAAAAAADEA/VVIFUf11d9o/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE9_HiEyNJI/AAAAAAAADD4/D3EL_GxitFI/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498753437425349778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE9_HiEyNJI/AAAAAAAADD4/D3EL_GxitFI/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE9-7pBbmbI/AAAAAAAADDw/87nicNVDlCI/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498753233131903410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE9-7pBbmbI/AAAAAAAADDw/87nicNVDlCI/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE9-VGg1xzI/AAAAAAAADDg/n6hIHfU3vtc/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498752571033372466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE9-VGg1xzI/AAAAAAAADDg/n6hIHfU3vtc/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7439503358247553377-747760433646364915?l=eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/747760433646364915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7439503358247553377&amp;postID=747760433646364915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/747760433646364915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7439503358247553377/posts/default/747760433646364915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/father-and-sons.html' title='Father and Sons'/><author><name>Eric and Aubrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05115685798712256538</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/TE-flKmAfyI/AAAAAAAADEI/2ggawoucMO8/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7439503358247553377.post-2226924462291382316</id><published>2010-04-28T23:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T00:18:23.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Me Out to the Ball Game...</title><content type='html'>I finally signed the boys up for their first season of baseball. I've somehow gotten out of it other years, but they wouldn't let me slide this time. Isaac is playing Coach's Pitch and loving it. Carter is playing T-Ball and having a blast. Ashlyn, Ian, and I are playing sitting in the bleachers almost every night of the week and enduring it! It's a lot of fun watching them, but between games and practices, it seems to have taken over our life. I covet "baseball free" evenings and Ashlyn practically jumps for joy when they happen to come our way. I think if she enjoyed it a little more, so would I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-Ball is pretty entertaining to watch. The things these little guys do are hilarious. During Carter's first game, he hit the ball and started running to first. The kid on first ran to second, but the kid on second decided to stay there. He wasn't about to move, so the two boys started in on a pushing match. Meanwhile, Carter saw his opportunity to keep running, so he just cruised on by the other two boys and continued on his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/S8lKqemExWI/AAAAAAAACvw/eeoWmnLteFk/s1600/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460978116791158114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/S8lKqemExWI/AAAAAAAACvw/eeoWmnLteFk/s320/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MKElu40_ZQI/S8lKYcKwHLI/AAAAAAAACvo/dACVf2rq30M/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460977806902
