tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73253584324008171362024-03-13T10:52:27.227-04:00Starting SmallJust to see what happensSweet Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06636443574868229467noreply@blogger.comBlogger323125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325358432400817136.post-60358466136562706602011-08-16T23:01:00.003-04:002011-08-16T23:03:38.501-04:00ChangesSo...as you probably know, we are moving/have moved from our wonderful, homey, cozy, much much too small condo into a rental that our friend just bought. We will close on our condo sell on Friday. The plan is to find a single family here in this town we love so much but for now we are just waiting for our dream house (and a couple thousand dollars to make up for the tiny bit of a low price we accepted). I'll have some pictures of our cute little apartment to show later but for now I have three cute kid stories.<br />
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1 - One of the days that Aaron took off to help pack I had a short meeting to run to while the girls ate breakfast. With my ponytail, jean skirt and cardigan I was ready to head out the door when Meggie says "Mom! You BARBIE!" And yes, I floated around all day because of that comment.<br />
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2 - Same day I was feeling bad for upheaving the girl's lives (although they've been nothing but excited to move) and apologized to Tessa that the house was such a mess. She looked around, bewildered, "Mom, its not messy...all the stuff is in BOXES."<br />
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All in one day, a daughter who thinks I look like Barbie and one who thinks I'm a decent housekeeper. Bliss.<br />
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3 - The story in which we anthropomorphize our house. Meg has struggled a little bit with all the change around here, but not as much as I thought she would based on the fact that "House" has been a character in her chatter for quite some time. In her prayers she thanks Heavenly Father, not for our house, but simply for "House." And the other day I listened to this conversation.<br />
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Tessa: You can be on a team with Momma and I'll be on a team with Daddy and Quincy.<br />
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Meg: Momma and House.<br />
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Tessa: No, just Momma.<br />
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Meg: No! Momma and House.<br />
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Tessa: No silly Meg, you can't have House on your team, a house doesn't have arms and you have to be able to HUG to be on a TEAM.<br />
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Meg: O-kay. <br />
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<br />Sweet Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06636443574868229467noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325358432400817136.post-27483155806828460682011-07-14T08:06:00.002-04:002011-07-14T08:06:56.167-04:00Blog MoochI'm pretty sure she hates it when I do this but her pictures are vastly better (and there are more of them) and, well, she posts on her blog occaisionally. <a href="http://livingalittle.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-fourth-more.html">So really I have no choice but to link you to my sister Laura's blog for info about our 4th of July holiday.</a><br />
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As Tessa says - Happy America Day.Sweet Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06636443574868229467noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325358432400817136.post-50315506907369958312011-07-13T19:49:00.002-04:002011-07-13T19:51:09.219-04:00Ballet.The girls started Ballet today.<br />
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It was a pretty last minute thing and I wouldn't really think of myself as someone who puts a TWO year old into a CLASS. But the girls are basically always doing their own version of Ballet, inspired by the one Angelina Ballerina video we borrowed from the library four months ago.<br />
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This is how I know it was a good move. Meg put herself to bed at 6:30 and the last thing Tessa said to me before I put her to bed was "There are no doors into the ballet room, you just walk in and you are there...That. Is. So. COOL!"<br />
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They were so happy that MY head nearly burst with happiness.<br />
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(Also, imagine the little body that did the running in the post below this one, doing ballet. Serious cuteness.) <br />
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<br />Sweet Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06636443574868229467noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325358432400817136.post-37804336998071635202011-06-13T23:12:00.000-04:002011-06-13T23:12:19.758-04:00Run Meggie Run<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxoeAryAHYCPDsSaE6iOoVeiG679ztREuwxH4PLtcPlFGfSTzIyKlPuvuIAJ-6Nai9ruXz0knl6AuMExw-6vA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Sweet Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06636443574868229467noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325358432400817136.post-5517636634616082011-05-23T09:26:00.000-04:002011-05-23T09:26:28.536-04:0010 Years<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJzwgpC7nbdivqbsQ5dzFGWjGlxWww7tZMz6A36g_IFBxDVSDU-eomj159mnVPDd3v-9we3SbH7ymF2JJ3UIS_hSwwele0fAe2Aa_n6xMOZYfDDZm4Ob2iPoBhjjrM9YgpHy53V5OqojKK/s1600/IMG_7930.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJzwgpC7nbdivqbsQ5dzFGWjGlxWww7tZMz6A36g_IFBxDVSDU-eomj159mnVPDd3v-9we3SbH7ymF2JJ3UIS_hSwwele0fAe2Aa_n6xMOZYfDDZm4Ob2iPoBhjjrM9YgpHy53V5OqojKK/s640/IMG_7930.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Happy Anniversary to US.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Or, if you are four or younger, Happy 10 Birthday to our Family.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">We all made wishes before we blew out the candles.</div><div style="text-align: center;">We'll let you know when they come true.</div>Sweet Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06636443574868229467noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325358432400817136.post-89445622760345038072011-05-04T23:22:00.000-04:002011-05-04T23:22:27.332-04:00Meggie Baby<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Meg turned Two.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She really is so stinkin' cute I don't even know what to do.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She and I went to her library group and on the way I asked if she wanted me to tell people it was her birthday. She carefully nodded her head yes (she just learned how to do that) but acted shy whenever I did and the other person, appropriately, made a big fuss.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She loved being the center of attention.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Today whilst I was doing some work at the coffee table Tessa plopped down on the couch next to me and put her feet on my lap in a very "pay attention to me" sort of way. It wasn't helpful.<br />
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But you know what...it is nice that she feels like she is so super special that I should pay attention to her. I wish I felt that way about myself more often.<br />
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Oh look...Aaron is doing some work at the coffee table right now...<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">The pictures above are from the past two Saturdays. Sadly, in terms of organization and to-do lists, I feel less prepared to sell after two weeks of hard work than I did when we started.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I thought of trying this (prepping to sell) last October but Meg wasn't walking yet and it just wouldn't have worked. Nowadays the girls entertain each other for minutes on end. Its HEAVEN. They spent yesterday afternoon chillin in their new camp chairs (note to self, do not go to Christmas Tree Shops when trying to de-clutter your house!). Meg especcially was really into enjoying the good life.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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Four years - whoa. <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">"Are you ready for the movie star?"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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1 - I called Tessa to the lunch table multiple times, finally she dashes to the kitchen breathlessly "Sorry teacher, I was late because my baby was sick."* <br />
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2 - "I had a friend in college named Uma Zuma" (No kid of mine will be spending her time with someone who has a name like that when she <i>should</i> be studying!)<br />
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*Only acceptable if she uses this when pursuing an advanced degree at any respected institute of higher learning, in which case it would be "Sorry professor...". Sweet Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06636443574868229467noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325358432400817136.post-81265613094632587852011-01-08T22:38:00.000-05:002011-01-08T22:38:27.240-05:00Because its been so long...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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And in case you missed it you can read about our Thanksgiving right....<a href="http://livingalittle.blogspot.com/2010/12/thanksgiving-in-ma.html">HERE</a> (Lets hope blogging hiatus ends soon or I might just have to post about Christmas on. my. OWN.)Sweet Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06636443574868229467noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325358432400817136.post-12985074093817062010-11-07T20:44:00.000-05:002010-11-07T20:44:50.141-05:00Saturday in BostonI have been avidly following the news on Jon Stewart's <a href="http://www.rallytorestoresanity.com/">"Rally to Restore Sanity"</a> and because the concept behind it perfectly fits my political viewpoint I felt inclined to participate in the Boston "Reasonable picnic to Restore Sanity" satellite rally. Of course, true to the concept Aaron couldn't come because he had stuff to do (paint the house...pictures will be coming eventually) and since he had to be in Cambridge later that day (and we only have one car) I decided that the girls and I would make a day of it. We took the bus into the city, a dream come true for Tessa...for the first 15 minutes. After that she developed the glazed commuter look and started to wonder what was the big deal about the bus. I started to get motion sick because of the driving of our rather angry bus driver. We transfered to the subway, which Tessa liked and eventually ended up at the Boston Common. The plan in my mind was a picnic in the park- but it was COLD and so rather than drag the kids to Burger King, then back to the rally location we just ate in the store and showed up at the rally 45 minutes late. Once again, things to do. <br />
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Honestly, there wasn't much going on. No live feed from DC or any speakers or anything. Mainly just people with funny signs. I borrowed one (too busy to make my own) and this picture is priceless! <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tired baby. Hours past her nap.</td></tr>
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Tessa walked the whole day, all around the Common then down Charles Street to the subway stop. She wanted to walk across the bridge over the Charles River but had a tiny little meltdown out of shear exhaustion. Some Dunkin' Donuts helped perk her up and she didn't even fall asleep in the car on the way home. She is really not a baby at all anymore. Sigh. </div>Sweet Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06636443574868229467noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325358432400817136.post-73891389204166269552010-11-02T08:00:00.001-04:002010-11-02T08:00:10.320-04:00More from OctoberAlthough Aaron was painting the house over Columbus Day weekend we still managed to squeeze in some time at the Topsfield Fair.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We keep trying to force Meg to love carosels...she played along for 20 seconds the off into Mommy's arms. Tessa though, is a regular cowgirl!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is ride Tessa hesitated to do last year (grown-ups aren't allowed to ride) and then when she got up the nerve she missed her chance by 30 seconds because it started raining. I don't know if she remembers that, but this time she just climbed aboard and had a great time.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This picture embodies one of the sweetest things about Tessa. I can't even explain it, but look at that shy yet completely thrilled little wave she's doing. Kill me now it is so cute.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Meg and Momma rode the CRAZY BUS together (it goes up and down...oooooooo) She was very eager to go on a ride to, after watching Tessa do a few. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">But when it came down to it, she didn't quite get what the thrill was.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Unrelated to the fair is this cake. The candy corn just make it a Fall cake, instead of a "Mommy wants sugar, what do we have in the house" cake.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The squirrel that was living in our floorboards...Aaron dropped it off at a local park with a bag of nuts to replace the ones he'd been storing at our house all winter. Good deed done. Then when he got home our neighbor informed Aaron that squirrels mate for life...so now the pressure is on to catch the 2nd squirrel and re-unite them before squirrel #1 decides to shack up with a park floozy. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The one thing we were unable to do at the Fair was ride the Ferris Wheel, even though that is the main thing Tessa requested. Luckily for her there is a carnival that comes to Salem during Halloween (probably the same group from the Fair) so she and Daddy took a special trip downtown just so she could ride the Ferris Wheel. She loved it. Aaron isn't much for heights so his stomach started to get a bit woozy, but Tessa was unafraid. Love her!</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">** (Ahhh....I might pass out, I just figured out how to add a whole bunch of photos at once in blogger AND move them around so much easier - maybe, just maybe I'll post more often)</span>Sweet Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06636443574868229467noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325358432400817136.post-67186831039289689882010-10-31T21:43:00.005-04:002010-10-31T22:08:17.486-04:00The Halloween post posted on Halloween!!We've gone trick or treating three times in the past 9 days, each with varying costume combinations based on my preparedness or the kids cooperation.<br /><br />Our first ToT-ing was at Pickering Wharf in Salem...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLGDlnoq2USLFdFNTgzj_x1cyvmQiJrGuaagPTki-JQrbMigAg4-MM3I0YullzvYHNMN0yXXkxuiJfhUlaCpbkNQa-iUj4pr6BMvcmYQIuZA6ZCEEzkM3JqDPn9pA0eaJDtOhhXH_zJB3J/s1600/IMG_7173.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLGDlnoq2USLFdFNTgzj_x1cyvmQiJrGuaagPTki-JQrbMigAg4-MM3I0YullzvYHNMN0yXXkxuiJfhUlaCpbkNQa-iUj4pr6BMvcmYQIuZA6ZCEEzkM3JqDPn9pA0eaJDtOhhXH_zJB3J/s400/IMG_7173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534395289436697490" border="0" /></a>(They are bears by the way)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv7eoCvCqYJBmSis98g6osknUjL7zksfpAuMsuhzDoZkVW2dEzTjiC7cNn5-gFGJO42SlzKljO4ODOJNbQt8D7cxsrruiFYCYvj-SJvjZxYo37k9VKsIxUObwWIVn1zKUj5_pDkU5sEKEs/s1600/IMG_7175.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv7eoCvCqYJBmSis98g6osknUjL7zksfpAuMsuhzDoZkVW2dEzTjiC7cNn5-gFGJO42SlzKljO4ODOJNbQt8D7cxsrruiFYCYvj-SJvjZxYo37k9VKsIxUObwWIVn1zKUj5_pDkU5sEKEs/s400/IMG_7175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534395280422768066" border="0" /></a><br />This is from tonight...I made better bear ears for the girls (barretts) but mine look like mouse ears, oh well. It has that homemade "je ne sais quoi"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT7ZzKtPcnaAyvIds65zJpiKFQGDUvNCak5Uh-IOPUolhTYPeLjvT7XZYRrsUO4aM7jcE-d6Ieen9POtYkedfGufBKOk-XHCtjULRog-jwLcTovDTmN8eGjdKSLEndhZbAdcuWtj1o35tK/s1600/IMG_7269.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT7ZzKtPcnaAyvIds65zJpiKFQGDUvNCak5Uh-IOPUolhTYPeLjvT7XZYRrsUO4aM7jcE-d6Ieen9POtYkedfGufBKOk-XHCtjULRog-jwLcTovDTmN8eGjdKSLEndhZbAdcuWtj1o35tK/s400/IMG_7269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534395275627619154" border="0" /></a>(And yes I posted this pic even though Meg's face is hidden because it makes my hair look great)<br /><br />I'm pretty sure this is supposed to be a "bear face" that is coming across as a grumpy face, or maybe I'm just delusional. Oh, and Tessa did her own make up...not necessarily according to my plan...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF7f4jEXxivq6f6o_z3WFcTB_0HZJnpLX-x8H8TtcN_tumdhlYadbKjArZGUxRMeQph6yQmgy2I0VJFIscrJ_REFu4eKsGyYIEkZLfqCnqlbqF88mAKE5awgZEX0EsrGp9ADRyBVAUYINI/s1600/IMG_7271.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF7f4jEXxivq6f6o_z3WFcTB_0HZJnpLX-x8H8TtcN_tumdhlYadbKjArZGUxRMeQph6yQmgy2I0VJFIscrJ_REFu4eKsGyYIEkZLfqCnqlbqF88mAKE5awgZEX0EsrGp9ADRyBVAUYINI/s400/IMG_7271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534395265985762818" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPnUi3sb7Hd2aec9qL1NLCdvTU1HjXvBCrTYxoEk8tNPCwLkJyuY4ZizuGV8b63Hut41KsXWzMiTLOI3grRdtp-EHLNotsEzvLgtRqvysTazI_9HUiz0i8Fx5uTezdXAzWJGbcsgDwqkf3/s1600/IMG_7275.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPnUi3sb7Hd2aec9qL1NLCdvTU1HjXvBCrTYxoEk8tNPCwLkJyuY4ZizuGV8b63Hut41KsXWzMiTLOI3grRdtp-EHLNotsEzvLgtRqvysTazI_9HUiz0i8Fx5uTezdXAzWJGbcsgDwqkf3/s400/IMG_7275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534395263762446978" border="0" /></a>Sweet Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06636443574868229467noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325358432400817136.post-88195066018138551792010-10-30T20:59:00.005-04:002010-10-31T21:42:04.967-04:00I talked with my mom last night and she urged me to post more often on the blog. Perhaps I'll make her a deal, I'll post everytime she calls me on the phone... eh? ;)<br /><br />Sadly for her I'm posting something I've already shared with her.<br /><br />I wanted to make a cake for the ward halloween party (the fact that there was no scary cake contest this year, unlike the previous six years did not make it through to my consciousness- honestly people, stop messing with <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">tradition</span>) and stumbled across a <a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/article/boo-tiful-cake?backto=true&backtourl=/photogallery/halloween-cakes-and-dessert-recipes#slide_3">cute idea from Martha Stewart. </a><a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/article/boo-tiful-cake?backto=true&backtourl=/photogallery/halloween-cakes-and-dessert-recipes#slide_3"><br /></a><br />I was worried that the frosting wouldn't be super white and would therefore clash with the marshmellows so I, because I'd read a blurb about it on google, decided to add one drop of blue (?!) food coloring to the frosting. The second I started mixing it together I knew I'd made an ENORMOUS mistake that I could never recover from and started moaning about the kitchen and berating myself for my stupidity.<br /><br />In the midst of this drama-fest Tessa calmly says "Mom, it will look <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">fine</span>, lets just keep going, don't give up." Me: "Do you really think so...?" Tessa: "Yes, now come back over here and lets make the cake."<br /><br />In the end it was a disaster, but a cute, rather oozy looking disaster (thats a good thing) - and since no one else showed up with a cake for the ward trunk-or-treat party - I declared myself the winner of the 2010 Scary Cake Contest!<br /><br />And now for comparison's sake (and a good laugh)<br /><br />Martha's Cake - -<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_NahuRxtvUlEQFOOKEA1Tbywwaz-ZH-ar872zbKcoF799RDgIxlw_v4YnaPJcUHdp2b6x2a84DgYwv0Qcc5JDQmupjQHDdZRU4mPDjyLuIokQj8A4iSjL7H7gXvly8W6klGXOOf8Rs4Sw/s1600/bootiful+cake.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 281px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_NahuRxtvUlEQFOOKEA1Tbywwaz-ZH-ar872zbKcoF799RDgIxlw_v4YnaPJcUHdp2b6x2a84DgYwv0Qcc5JDQmupjQHDdZRU4mPDjyLuIokQj8A4iSjL7H7gXvly8W6klGXOOf8Rs4Sw/s400/bootiful+cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534011415189483378" border="0" /></a><br />My cake - -<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgF7bEBvCBwbbpp6uXbkNKulEfA7DfNqcOrT98RoN1BxfNnGl-gQsUawnVhZBU8VL3UxO9BWts1bUoOA3bf-3YG6mKpJJbgtnikMzPxXZL7U2F0N_1iWBSUHAPFIB1AAoJTnBCm0fB52pG/s1600/IMG_7176.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgF7bEBvCBwbbpp6uXbkNKulEfA7DfNqcOrT98RoN1BxfNnGl-gQsUawnVhZBU8VL3UxO9BWts1bUoOA3bf-3YG6mKpJJbgtnikMzPxXZL7U2F0N_1iWBSUHAPFIB1AAoJTnBCm0fB52pG/s400/IMG_7176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534389616033178018" border="0" /></a>Sweet Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06636443574868229467noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325358432400817136.post-76336929351119868912010-10-10T21:26:00.003-04:002010-10-30T21:19:32.137-04:00Conference WeekendI love me a good family tradition and since this is the 3rd General Conference in a row that we've gone to the sea shore between sessions it looks like I have a new one to add to the list. (I say sea shore because that sounds so much more reverent and Sunday-worthy that "gone to the beach")<br /><br />This year we went to downtown Marblehead and to the park there (name escapes me). <br /><br />My little dare devils...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG8WmbyurGFGddKuZAYhrVOrUXiciNDjiaYS3gAcK1VEk0tghlFtaM899F2tRjOxgPf4sHPP_BuvoHWJt9pcdctcUCMyeU6Pd2QqmOBzLVdnYS6Alb5gLs2AhhOjr-vgd5HkqrJChdSQKG/s1600/IMG_6643.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG8WmbyurGFGddKuZAYhrVOrUXiciNDjiaYS3gAcK1VEk0tghlFtaM899F2tRjOxgPf4sHPP_BuvoHWJt9pcdctcUCMyeU6Pd2QqmOBzLVdnYS6Alb5gLs2AhhOjr-vgd5HkqrJChdSQKG/s400/IMG_6643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526595378275916018" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRCgFaruPQArwlUrMJfrytTQydFSRpgK_Xybm4OFIEsTXYsgOzivQbW0sI0aDfvVzESQgzjNew6a89eTVWKKmW-o5lI8IkNA24ihDpuVoT0vrKt8RSV2UMUAV8oB9iH7twEBjFFNzseVwF/s1600/IMG_6645.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRCgFaruPQArwlUrMJfrytTQydFSRpgK_Xybm4OFIEsTXYsgOzivQbW0sI0aDfvVzESQgzjNew6a89eTVWKKmW-o5lI8IkNA24ihDpuVoT0vrKt8RSV2UMUAV8oB9iH7twEBjFFNzseVwF/s400/IMG_6645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526595372115025698" border="0" /></a><br />Of course its not as steep as it looks in the photo but Tessa did climb the whole thing by herself.<br /><br />Meg finally decided to become a walker. This was her first outing with her new skill.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn6-Msym1wrRRizmc4YE-xvcuTRk9hZbG9P3KboqiUwdATntifrRdQ290-81lSrgFLiBMHDAO6k4sbZf_1K8SEf3caBjc60AmCzUGJcng1kuEj2OHIL56n_upAvd7fryuiTU8Q-PoWPuax/s1600/IMG_6648.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn6-Msym1wrRRizmc4YE-xvcuTRk9hZbG9P3KboqiUwdATntifrRdQ290-81lSrgFLiBMHDAO6k4sbZf_1K8SEf3caBjc60AmCzUGJcng1kuEj2OHIL56n_upAvd7fryuiTU8Q-PoWPuax/s400/IMG_6648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526595365844079490" border="0" /></a><br />{There was a family photo here,<br />that a nice woman volunteered to take, but I look like an ogre so...<br />...no.}<br /><br />We got home from the <span style="font-style: italic;">shore</span> just in time to eat our soup and sandwiches in front of our big screen.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSh2A00Q66-LPjATaKVmvYfuBxUnfWWISwHZ0jT23gE8F9C9dWLrsAdLlT2i9fne5UDO3KzxK6-qU3EIHYZdqLzzuKulksUfImc466e0ca8DLO1GRfArX9Sk3RQWJ0C2Ss2juCNNQvrtv0/s1600/IMG_6708.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSh2A00Q66-LPjATaKVmvYfuBxUnfWWISwHZ0jT23gE8F9C9dWLrsAdLlT2i9fne5UDO3KzxK6-qU3EIHYZdqLzzuKulksUfImc466e0ca8DLO1GRfArX9Sk3RQWJ0C2Ss2juCNNQvrtv0/s400/IMG_6708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526595350003789234" border="0" /></a>Sweet Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06636443574868229467noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325358432400817136.post-64702386899344505732010-10-05T13:01:00.001-04:002010-10-05T13:02:53.488-04:00I hate to be picky but.....no one commented on <a href="http://small-start.blogspot.com/2010/05/photo-catch-up-february.html">this post</a> from a few months ago and I wouldn't mention it except it has a great video of Tessa "reading" on it that I think you'll like.Sweet Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06636443574868229467noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325358432400817136.post-88693580592811081732010-10-04T08:53:00.000-04:002010-10-04T08:58:16.559-04:00Just a reminder (to myself)......that I am in no way in control of my life. <br /><br />After a great <a href="http://new.lds.org/general-conference?lang=eng">Conference</a> weekend I woke up motivated and with big plans. I got up early to so yoga (original plan was running but it is raining out) and Meg woke up 10 minutes later. I did manage to do about half the video but "King Dancer" position is hard enough without a toddler hanging onto your thigh. <br /><br />Next agenda item - an early trip to the grocery store. However, we've got ten minutes before 9:00 and Tessa is still sleeping soundly. By the time she wakes up, eats breakfast and gets dressed it'll be Meg's naptime and justify as I might, 2:00pm does not count as "early."<br /><br />Good thing my motivation only extended far enough to plan two things for my day.<br /><br />That said - it has been a nice morning reading and coloring with Meg. Oh, I've got to go, she's prepared a delicious meal of plastic Pringles for me. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxbke4V5zpChIOgKIumD72i5mTtJwHnhyi7e3f2EN49dAYJtVjFGiXD4g4nEFniWrhwK-0vXU0ESPOnubf0WLoeEy3XD3nXxVDsSsJQFG-pQQtyx9lHINg_S7upgZ4vqnh_EJRy25EOaYq/s1600/IMG_6359.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxbke4V5zpChIOgKIumD72i5mTtJwHnhyi7e3f2EN49dAYJtVjFGiXD4g4nEFniWrhwK-0vXU0ESPOnubf0WLoeEy3XD3nXxVDsSsJQFG-pQQtyx9lHINg_S7upgZ4vqnh_EJRy25EOaYq/s400/IMG_6359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523973143636337410" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOYRVbc6x8r8U4lOe4qPI67VRrOHzC_OSgY7q3VsJUbT9hj6WJ6-wjoiQqT3fGEbKXC4__wnriBAq6v5FpEYPGeQvIOSu19S9PATDvwLZHdqy4Dj-txjTGWbsPET54WPbHsnHl4-GqnjEh/s1600/IMG_6358.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOYRVbc6x8r8U4lOe4qPI67VRrOHzC_OSgY7q3VsJUbT9hj6WJ6-wjoiQqT3fGEbKXC4__wnriBAq6v5FpEYPGeQvIOSu19S9PATDvwLZHdqy4Dj-txjTGWbsPET54WPbHsnHl4-GqnjEh/s400/IMG_6358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523973139887677058" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT-85ErqrDHqTllTrxHKunEubqTG-Ts7uT0yETau_aT12DXtZj1Kl-MN5W6kFfrlMO3K1VOOszANEOhdhrsIJI3vIWhLsKfAqszPgHydCWx3y7fWEeSdjkA2B0DQ7Kb8PCaQhmGFEiROyF/s1600/IMG_6357.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT-85ErqrDHqTllTrxHKunEubqTG-Ts7uT0yETau_aT12DXtZj1Kl-MN5W6kFfrlMO3K1VOOszANEOhdhrsIJI3vIWhLsKfAqszPgHydCWx3y7fWEeSdjkA2B0DQ7Kb8PCaQhmGFEiROyF/s400/IMG_6357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523973133701394898" border="0" /></a>Sweet Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06636443574868229467noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325358432400817136.post-83077458390409239842010-10-03T14:14:00.006-04:002010-10-03T16:53:23.608-04:00Julaugber<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_EJjIki1LmyKPj8CM2Q-nfKrb-r5lguAhyphenhyphenhbALsP9kRRVoUEznokdVAg6MnhQZARkgMAfTi3vdV9embFOUhj7hQ924ZCIawt3sth-ShF9PgMQY7PKlzrlT_fKU99s7f-xYSw04GMuHqeC/s1600/IMG_6312.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_EJjIki1LmyKPj8CM2Q-nfKrb-r5lguAhyphenhyphenhbALsP9kRRVoUEznokdVAg6MnhQZARkgMAfTi3vdV9embFOUhj7hQ924ZCIawt3sth-ShF9PgMQY7PKlzrlT_fKU99s7f-xYSw04GMuHqeC/s400/IMG_6312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523921780260623330" border="0" /></a>"Doh!"<br /><br />Summertime has been fun and fun and fun around here.<br /><br />No time for blogging, obviously.<br /><br />But on occaision I did take pictures so here are July, August and September for your viewing pleasure.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz8rokKdjjbiOeCn57f4Rw2IW1jGwMQPKZl9L2GHHZvAtJ_auCVRJqJ4e5IKGerYEWrSzOTZFQRaKMpPR-Hj5JW2MES97AEsoKNtCzmz0TOz5qdgnXNgcsxFQL9iEiWCCsQccXxWJSMDxu/s1600/IMG_6143.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz8rokKdjjbiOeCn57f4Rw2IW1jGwMQPKZl9L2GHHZvAtJ_auCVRJqJ4e5IKGerYEWrSzOTZFQRaKMpPR-Hj5JW2MES97AEsoKNtCzmz0TOz5qdgnXNgcsxFQL9iEiWCCsQccXxWJSMDxu/s400/IMG_6143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523921773780799186" border="0" /></a>(Winter was the season of grumpy photo faces - Summer is the season of silly photo faces)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTz6euGn8AxsbzKdCfGJO_QCdj6l2EffgsktnVFKv6WhMgcqqaUZPiqp7hGK5FKibtXm8P5naAgE1AoaqOLpqzWqVoO2gkqT0nTPhOkYQlw3Dk56WOcyqdAWpXpajUdPS08yFwk19FVBql/s1600/IMG_6248.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTz6euGn8AxsbzKdCfGJO_QCdj6l2EffgsktnVFKv6WhMgcqqaUZPiqp7hGK5FKibtXm8P5naAgE1AoaqOLpqzWqVoO2gkqT0nTPhOkYQlw3Dk56WOcyqdAWpXpajUdPS08yFwk19FVBql/s400/IMG_6248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523921769609235186" border="0" /></a>Our solution to a small house. Take that housing market!<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic9WUGjpBz9FHAGu8Vm7qyrWv-TBbUNoWZRhz0DdkMd8gLuqoi0_3sprEwOtGXxG8jNoubtDE9euQiKEBkRZtXGt7ebKJLozeuNtuXqDGyKuiO6CgD9DNToKEwDOEoQuF3HvvQtgRtdelX/s1600/IMG_6327.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic9WUGjpBz9FHAGu8Vm7qyrWv-TBbUNoWZRhz0DdkMd8gLuqoi0_3sprEwOtGXxG8jNoubtDE9euQiKEBkRZtXGt7ebKJLozeuNtuXqDGyKuiO6CgD9DNToKEwDOEoQuF3HvvQtgRtdelX/s400/IMG_6327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523921765231299378" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3aMNztdwNdyr5hJY03GyJMaYrQ5BSDE2QtO-nNXhfIdHPRKyCxXXJ32XMacNDq3Ze2zE5cOjZN-E4KvcEv8sON6Gn5eOEwN3MDKiYKi55qGB2pcdA6ARHSojd7qNTxcOWcmTcq0i8lobu/s1600/IMG_6350.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3aMNztdwNdyr5hJY03GyJMaYrQ5BSDE2QtO-nNXhfIdHPRKyCxXXJ32XMacNDq3Ze2zE5cOjZN-E4KvcEv8sON6Gn5eOEwN3MDKiYKi55qGB2pcdA6ARHSojd7qNTxcOWcmTcq0i8lobu/s400/IMG_6350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523921761006327026" border="0" /></a>Family Day during Salem's Heritage Days.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWb6iLYdyy-bztOZ2ubZxF2LzuOFyOC8p2KsH64kNXpKxz5OloOHgyQR6WqSm3rMPRsIUCl1usx6ZlkPBFxr3qBcXZcFC8ROS7OK7PwU0JFtRnlBCm9LzNm1eZsqfmmFfHbtj0BFiAaU6U/s1600/IMG_6364.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWb6iLYdyy-bztOZ2ubZxF2LzuOFyOC8p2KsH64kNXpKxz5OloOHgyQR6WqSm3rMPRsIUCl1usx6ZlkPBFxr3qBcXZcFC8ROS7OK7PwU0JFtRnlBCm9LzNm1eZsqfmmFfHbtj0BFiAaU6U/s400/IMG_6364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523919997028564626" border="0" /></a>Family Fun Day featured 5 bounce houses - Tessa was a big fan.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhroxo5gCydG3CeFYaE6-LtK0kITu2N3NmdmYubiwF3ZYWZjplOinPDfZo2zJTric6uGZCoOlhaPoSwFijOgDH4qdYLZ1JTitglh54BQugCEbwjn7dq4QM0H1b5q3m6b9wjxXrapTK9RlbY/s1600/IMG_6367.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhroxo5gCydG3CeFYaE6-LtK0kITu2N3NmdmYubiwF3ZYWZjplOinPDfZo2zJTric6uGZCoOlhaPoSwFijOgDH4qdYLZ1JTitglh54BQugCEbwjn7dq4QM0H1b5q3m6b9wjxXrapTK9RlbY/s400/IMG_6367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523919994040453522" border="0" /></a>Taken on a weekend morning - the one day I got to sleep in because Daddy cornered the girlies on their room with fruit loops to distract them.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPjGSH3OUurFRNkIX5UlG640jctToIkruZCRi1uLTssRTfPYm0ufc4t2hMH34Oce601vpVTLG2GIU0PGsHEdDREuvi4kWZ6Jovp0bS0kBnCnIKXGoNtrf6xQc7FedVnrQSLbYTAs650J2w/s1600/IMG_6390.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPjGSH3OUurFRNkIX5UlG640jctToIkruZCRi1uLTssRTfPYm0ufc4t2hMH34Oce601vpVTLG2GIU0PGsHEdDREuvi4kWZ6Jovp0bS0kBnCnIKXGoNtrf6xQc7FedVnrQSLbYTAs650J2w/s400/IMG_6390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523919988064502578" border="0" /></a>Boston greenway merry-go-round. Meg lasted abou 30 seconds before she needed to dismount, Tessa, though, is a regular ol' cowgirl.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwS93kf_WNgrcd_od_lvLAfyFp-3QRy1RhcKLveaNkUca9uT1u6zYQU484DKBViIzk0-G2zJO_0L9FKVXkK3zoYtrRywkiiX713jT1nLG-r_Y-lTeLU-G2svIC7x54SN_jrs2JQFfl1evW/s1600/IMG_6399.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwS93kf_WNgrcd_od_lvLAfyFp-3QRy1RhcKLveaNkUca9uT1u6zYQU484DKBViIzk0-G2zJO_0L9FKVXkK3zoYtrRywkiiX713jT1nLG-r_Y-lTeLU-G2svIC7x54SN_jrs2JQFfl1evW/s400/IMG_6399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523919978257515282" border="0" /></a>I had a fantasy that I'd take some pictures near the waterfront and enter them into a contest for a local organization. No one cooperated, this was my best shot. :P<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHQjp0l5jmccKXj793yGAhDrDtK-4FkB5__kqQkpZOWdDBOi-6jlUjv5OSej-a8cTWyO_PWXaU-YR-E7Et3NtTZy_A1yxqTEU5FYn8l0i9XEn6WQH15rz7v4OMFgrMyVs_TF6-Khdo1d33/s1600/IMG_6578.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHQjp0l5jmccKXj793yGAhDrDtK-4FkB5__kqQkpZOWdDBOi-6jlUjv5OSej-a8cTWyO_PWXaU-YR-E7Et3NtTZy_A1yxqTEU5FYn8l0i9XEn6WQH15rz7v4OMFgrMyVs_TF6-Khdo1d33/s400/IMG_6578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523919975763727410" border="0" /></a>Wake up Daddy!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxm9bTqAKhlHJtNyBL9zVv1dDlvKmtg_CFRAsMp6PPRgSbkOjjzGAQp2OkYPUDszWzJDdaV1yuh-VwXTokfF9rI-v8wW3mPbSxFk-8MAc9VbhNVHmfkigHcbgZQXeV1vSKDnqovkH41-cg/s1600/IMG_6582.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxm9bTqAKhlHJtNyBL9zVv1dDlvKmtg_CFRAsMp6PPRgSbkOjjzGAQp2OkYPUDszWzJDdaV1yuh-VwXTokfF9rI-v8wW3mPbSxFk-8MAc9VbhNVHmfkigHcbgZQXeV1vSKDnqovkH41-cg/s400/IMG_6582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523917999556572226" border="0" /></a>An 85 degree day in the 3rd week of September meant we were the only people on the beach.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2XtMEZBlWbEeQta8Z2lNO9_mjlyPk13yICpYx-I0IvXcqzcIGcGHHg9cL2WVfCI0wCAknV4iUmM9gfT_zkjnBm7nI_qqa8QxaeG-6m2aTerA4dzNFTcwzf1RaVkaLPiU0yUk9nPyCfO93/s1600/IMG_6581.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2XtMEZBlWbEeQta8Z2lNO9_mjlyPk13yICpYx-I0IvXcqzcIGcGHHg9cL2WVfCI0wCAknV4iUmM9gfT_zkjnBm7nI_qqa8QxaeG-6m2aTerA4dzNFTcwzf1RaVkaLPiU0yUk9nPyCfO93/s400/IMG_6581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523917994959790866" border="0" /></a>We had fun, though.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuj1gOwB1b2XkMSW-HXdkSWni70CecxX2cgeipe8MLKSnC8utNAmQ08szq9Ibae2XWPQDOlzC5qzctyRg7VZTD4ikazUVlPFtNA-A5c9jZUwIjzGl1sDq1LGMLeWMUd90yS3EkLEO4LX_r/s1600/IMG_6622.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuj1gOwB1b2XkMSW-HXdkSWni70CecxX2cgeipe8MLKSnC8utNAmQ08szq9Ibae2XWPQDOlzC5qzctyRg7VZTD4ikazUVlPFtNA-A5c9jZUwIjzGl1sDq1LGMLeWMUd90yS3EkLEO4LX_r/s400/IMG_6622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523917989810571906" border="0" /></a>Three days later we brought daddy along when we hit one of the "nice" beaches that generally has a high parking fee.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzGeYBP4I5fXjR0iblzNE-nK19_qstbmK2feY08U5hpSBuN3BINAqol_xgVUu4uZjk0LhFeYbqGzRBWX1HuB0Co88o13YtabOPzo-LEMUb4iRvsksXR5_K4ugMP-k_7LUz2qtK_1IAFMdk/s1600/IMG_6616.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzGeYBP4I5fXjR0iblzNE-nK19_qstbmK2feY08U5hpSBuN3BINAqol_xgVUu4uZjk0LhFeYbqGzRBWX1HuB0Co88o13YtabOPzo-LEMUb4iRvsksXR5_K4ugMP-k_7LUz2qtK_1IAFMdk/s400/IMG_6616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523917981244092450" border="0" /></a>Meg was ready.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2tpMtv5_b6a4ha88s9mBcEgKvaasfmheaKEJnLvHGaiiaTHunHhYDSUoDBH9Bn8tT7uaGK_rbVrO6UKQQB0gNLmlT9oelP_T2ZGm62puF_x9IgnO5QnrYubxsHwRQzYVW-FSUw8wuRMI0/s1600/IMG_6621.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2tpMtv5_b6a4ha88s9mBcEgKvaasfmheaKEJnLvHGaiiaTHunHhYDSUoDBH9Bn8tT7uaGK_rbVrO6UKQQB0gNLmlT9oelP_T2ZGm62puF_x9IgnO5QnrYubxsHwRQzYVW-FSUw8wuRMI0/s400/IMG_6621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523917980775404642" border="0" /></a>This picture is for those of our friends in the west who are going on bear hunts. Aaron "caught" this bear and Meg posed with it.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguNysxXEk8jTwXudos9DM02DtIfmlb-CadGlQt7XqXxf9bEeV04d6KqENE1LpseMwH5GeevQHaY5BFb3L4ybMADvWkmX6-t2QA-O4emdUWCv24fZa8xiQolVnF-R9vXzD67ey9caI0MCY0/s1600/IMG_6576.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguNysxXEk8jTwXudos9DM02DtIfmlb-CadGlQt7XqXxf9bEeV04d6KqENE1LpseMwH5GeevQHaY5BFb3L4ybMADvWkmX6-t2QA-O4emdUWCv24fZa8xiQolVnF-R9vXzD67ey9caI0MCY0/s400/IMG_6576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523915975500448866" border="0" /></a>Tessa is channeling her inner mother warrior.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaa-WgntmFk_JU8IT2SpJkfRESZBLKVosDCRNo8VXICV8aTda9TfIYZNLUP4HKrvaeJc0sPE78-YmxLqoeNIQmkOETqTwzE4MMuI69S7l1-p6EIwpDbMuOpR4J5E3zLnRfJM61jW_z57tE/s1600/IMG_6476.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaa-WgntmFk_JU8IT2SpJkfRESZBLKVosDCRNo8VXICV8aTda9TfIYZNLUP4HKrvaeJc0sPE78-YmxLqoeNIQmkOETqTwzE4MMuI69S7l1-p6EIwpDbMuOpR4J5E3zLnRfJM61jW_z57tE/s400/IMG_6476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523915974494699906" border="0" /></a>Sleepover on the bedroom floor.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoFdkhml1gJ_vXgtqGI9z90CtnrRpa8NST4U8yUY_kHOiz151txK6EHIZGDaYv3aKnutA1jLYr2bfEdd9l7BbugJQb7yLpc80svyLi1wFJQ4INwQ_FiY2z99OSzMXfqyF7CgMso4aAmhNd/s1600/IMG_6420.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoFdkhml1gJ_vXgtqGI9z90CtnrRpa8NST4U8yUY_kHOiz151txK6EHIZGDaYv3aKnutA1jLYr2bfEdd9l7BbugJQb7yLpc80svyLi1wFJQ4INwQ_FiY2z99OSzMXfqyF7CgMso4aAmhNd/s400/IMG_6420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523915969360813154" border="0" /></a>Are you sick of the beach photos?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3xsyzlOMIWn4GRZlbUwP5DUd7O_unmRkmT3-ScDtA-KfPOdqRf6GDNw_iX6d9eMN2VFIlOmU7yTsttjjB2h971H8aQLdO0FlweyrdZMW3uKWosq1TTu5AymDCRdpiXsuh56j1FiAQLyhc/s1600/IMG_6419.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3xsyzlOMIWn4GRZlbUwP5DUd7O_unmRkmT3-ScDtA-KfPOdqRf6GDNw_iX6d9eMN2VFIlOmU7yTsttjjB2h971H8aQLdO0FlweyrdZMW3uKWosq1TTu5AymDCRdpiXsuh56j1FiAQLyhc/s400/IMG_6419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523915965925877826" border="0" /></a>I'm pretty sure the "summer" weather is over...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6vMt-J3QtzIqEi05XwYD74sY6lPsR_KW386f3SO3q75S2RpCThVBa-xwz9AoLGEFdaRqWMPe8yNHReT4foUJrw9uaYGn7BMphieSTCQU1mqnHezXeVdbQ56KmaS8iGQiN4awdARwn8y_x/s1600/IMG_6417.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6vMt-J3QtzIqEi05XwYD74sY6lPsR_KW386f3SO3q75S2RpCThVBa-xwz9AoLGEFdaRqWMPe8yNHReT4foUJrw9uaYGn7BMphieSTCQU1mqnHezXeVdbQ56KmaS8iGQiN4awdARwn8y_x/s400/IMG_6417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523915959480836050" border="0" /></a>But you never know.<br /></div>Sweet Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06636443574868229467noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325358432400817136.post-68204153050759573432010-09-19T21:54:00.002-04:002010-09-19T22:08:44.004-04:00What's going on?Many people lately have asked "So, what's going on with the U**s lately?" and I just can't think of anything out of the ordinary. The answer is that we are just living our lives. Aaron and I are both pretty busy and the kids are growing and starting to play together. <br /><br />Other questions you might have, based on the fact that these are what most people ask<br /><br />"Did Tessa just start pre-school?" No, we are going to wait until next year to put her in pre-k...but we did just start a once a week swap with another family from our church and Tessa LOVED it. <br /><br />"Is Meg walking yet?" Nope, and that is totally by (her own) choice. I try to convince her that she is missing out but she insists that crawling is better, and safer. <br /><br />"Does Meg have any words?" Bird is her favorite. Followed by bread, grapes, milk, wa-wa (said in the tone of a babbling brook). She just reached the stage where she understands nearly everything we say. Especcially if we ask "do you want breakfast?" Her response is always a resounding YA!<br /><br />And now, for your viewing pleasure...<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxUT230dw6X9NAbEUpXVx9mzdZkt7TkItQCCKPPIY967egkcAlIqHDWmDMouvA8489E3uGZh7H0ZLIS32XATg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Sweet Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06636443574868229467noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325358432400817136.post-19408980503892500712010-09-01T22:59:00.003-04:002010-09-01T23:03:02.933-04:00Guess who said it."Oh great! I can cross two things off my list tonight ... (describes a single list item)... it was on there twice."<br /><br />"I don't like that wedding dress at all. It just looks like a white tank top with a skirt attached."<br /><br />"What am I three? Why are you writing down the things I say?"Sweet Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06636443574868229467noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325358432400817136.post-60032364800630967882010-08-17T21:25:00.003-04:002010-08-17T21:49:23.249-04:00June<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijx5c0FWoTSUkG9Hv3r_oBWGyd3CwIzB_zr-UbRW5ScaXIYMwH84B8c_RjBl9eSCqorACNmge4GzlO5BTMi9xZsfMMXIDInHX35wVlcgEmp-aJQqtX-w4CUjPBvuZqpKEdhTQ0FWho-K-B/s1600/IMG_6117.JPG"><br /></a>According to my photos June appears to have been arts and crafts month...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixb1Q08hZIJjeVRqQT5ihSYaepxT-Ze2kRSynlPU_gq1RVIbxiOTA7Mtg04CcbRz7fK0sHdHR4FLqkw4EBCBDNP_lXFV5ypx17qyIivYzR7T4WQe_gazr9KVy0vaWoYJdtTGeyk0_d2KXx/s1600/IMG_6091.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixb1Q08hZIJjeVRqQT5ihSYaepxT-Ze2kRSynlPU_gq1RVIbxiOTA7Mtg04CcbRz7fK0sHdHR4FLqkw4EBCBDNP_lXFV5ypx17qyIivYzR7T4WQe_gazr9KVy0vaWoYJdtTGeyk0_d2KXx/s400/IMG_6091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506557494998395026" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXZC7zLg5zRMdxcRONAlFKLzCUSBZtkIAQg_I7jYyXyu6cKORn22XAXI56uBvCS5E7XS3mPI1LwOvL5GaZgfsMcfB255IFiJ4ArQFzRkLdIu_teq-xt9lJf9Wv_MYxd6p6fOhyphenhyphenYxqJ-YmW/s1600/IMG_6070.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXZC7zLg5zRMdxcRONAlFKLzCUSBZtkIAQg_I7jYyXyu6cKORn22XAXI56uBvCS5E7XS3mPI1LwOvL5GaZgfsMcfB255IFiJ4ArQFzRkLdIu_teq-xt9lJf9Wv_MYxd6p6fOhyphenhyphenYxqJ-YmW/s400/IMG_6070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506557484040530882" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3wBO5Hp8hXz9t7VJsrARyHp35MYK2WGJaN5Z7KhUcwn3ZxWU-QEj4eP4CzSyZdco_aPULcpgP-_uyr878mlfoOWDo68OzBwmQVTxEYWisoPyZq5Rqgnv4T80YhCtQB3NdoHet2XI2sz6n/s1600/IMG_6100.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3wBO5Hp8hXz9t7VJsrARyHp35MYK2WGJaN5Z7KhUcwn3ZxWU-QEj4eP4CzSyZdco_aPULcpgP-_uyr878mlfoOWDo68OzBwmQVTxEYWisoPyZq5Rqgnv4T80YhCtQB3NdoHet2XI2sz6n/s400/IMG_6100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506557499460219346" border="0" /></a>(What? Putting stickers on your sister is definitely a craft, and forgetting about the stickers and taking your daughter to CVS like this is motherhood as art)<br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMfK6_u1KloFEmgCTjjL2vH8eIWlD0dsZd5fd94PTTBECtIebZ86fkFTuxOAuz1gwGfMvzx9JEyKPN5Zh4MBj-DO0-cg88_84PgOtUi3ux-cM139sgnC-7-pPOniJtGiuNGB5F4NYmDL9z/s1600/IMG_6065.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMfK6_u1KloFEmgCTjjL2vH8eIWlD0dsZd5fd94PTTBECtIebZ86fkFTuxOAuz1gwGfMvzx9JEyKPN5Zh4MBj-DO0-cg88_84PgOtUi3ux-cM139sgnC-7-pPOniJtGiuNGB5F4NYmDL9z/s400/IMG_6065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506557473409086562" border="0" /></a><br />Oh, and June was also naked month ...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijx5c0FWoTSUkG9Hv3r_oBWGyd3CwIzB_zr-UbRW5ScaXIYMwH84B8c_RjBl9eSCqorACNmge4GzlO5BTMi9xZsfMMXIDInHX35wVlcgEmp-aJQqtX-w4CUjPBvuZqpKEdhTQ0FWho-K-B/s1600/IMG_6117.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijx5c0FWoTSUkG9Hv3r_oBWGyd3CwIzB_zr-UbRW5ScaXIYMwH84B8c_RjBl9eSCqorACNmge4GzlO5BTMi9xZsfMMXIDInHX35wVlcgEmp-aJQqtX-w4CUjPBvuZqpKEdhTQ0FWho-K-B/s400/IMG_6117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506557501713325234" border="0" /></a>Sweet Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06636443574868229467noreply@blogger.com7