<?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-3163079542737882723</id><updated>2012-01-26T11:55:26.708-08:00</updated><category term='Teaching'/><category term='The Gages'/><category term='Colby'/><category term='Peeves'/><category term='Dental School'/><category term='Church'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Entertainment'/><category term='Political Science'/><category term='Fun Stuff'/><category term='Becca'/><category term='Extended Family'/><category term='Jackson'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='School'/><category term='Generals'/><title type='text'>Team Gage</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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>325</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-1987326852187740846</id><published>2012-01-15T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T20:55:13.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agent 09 Starring Chad Colby Gage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Dinnertime, while  they were foods he was well accustomed to, there was much glaring up  through eyelashes and close examination of food placed in front of him.  Prisoner even smashed cinnamon sugar into his hair using dirtied hands  has means. Could possibly be doing this to spite me, the warden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On  the upside, I am becoming extremely proficient in the jargon of the  captive. At first, communication was rudimentary mostly consisting of  gibberish to the untrained ear. After spending more than 18 mos with  Prisoner no. 2, I have grasped the basics of his vernacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast  was a cauliflower "mussin". He ate it. I gave a maniacal laugh. Triumph  short-lived. Lunch was a sack lunch of another "mussin". Prisoner no. 1  had a PB sandwich. Veggie sticks or "d-taps", as prisoner no 2 likes to  call them, was the reward. Prisoner no. 1 ate his lunch and got the  "d-taps" as a reward. Prisoner no.2 failed to recognize the concept of  lunch. While there was no battle, there was still one fatality--the  mussin got smashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After repeated attempts at communication, I,  the warden, finally realized that Prisoner no. 2 was trying to  communicate "messy" and then "d-taps". After 2-3 "mussy" I realized that  the cauliflower muffin must be dead. The evidence was smeared on the  prisoner's face and shirt; the carnage was obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prisoner no.  2, when he realized that "d-taps" were not allowed without first eating  the "mussin", agreed to eat the "mussin". I caught onto his ruse very  quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Warden:  "Do you want veggie sticks?&lt;br /&gt;Prisoner: "yahs"&lt;br /&gt;Warden: "Well you have to eat this first." (offering muffin)&lt;br /&gt;Prisoner: (Eyeballing mussin)&lt;br /&gt;Warden: "Are you going to eat it?"&lt;br /&gt;Prisoner: (Contmplatively) "No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat three times and the result was still a refusal. No "d-taps" for good behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the prisoner fared no better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refusal of couscous at lunch. Was allowed some crackers and PB with prisoner no. 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner.  Both only ate their "go-guh" (yogurt) and even left their "hat dahgs"  mostly untouched. Those poor dogs were sacrificed in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My  own previous warden, with whom I communicated briefly yesterday, stated  that Prisoner no. 2 has already lost the battle, but just didn't know  it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that Prisoner no. 2 will prove more willful than  expected. But he is now a tired and hungry prisoner. It is only a matter  of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can last that long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-1879254379146975593?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/1879254379146975593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=1879254379146975593' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/1879254379146975593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/1879254379146975593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-2-and-3.html' title='Day 2 and 3'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622492415778139089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/SG3GORewObI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ac6e-cXSFSs/S220/The+Baker+Wedding+028_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-2692744800047285038</id><published>2012-01-11T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T21:18:06.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Newsie Shufflin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/R2sqIw6CHWk" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-2692744800047285038?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/2692744800047285038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=2692744800047285038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2692744800047285038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2692744800047285038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2012/01/every-newsie-shufflin.html' title='Every Newsie Shufflin&apos;'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622492415778139089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/SG3GORewObI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ac6e-cXSFSs/S220/The+Baker+Wedding+028_5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/R2sqIw6CHWk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-547993292569498004</id><published>2012-01-09T22:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T22:49:49.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting my Kids to Eat Anything: Day One...</title><content type='html'>Battle One&lt;br /&gt;The first skirmish in the Food Fray has been staged. Not sure if it was a  win or a loss, but the opponent was a tough nut to crack. Getting  something in, is like getting something out of Fort Knox. Nigh  impossible. There was much weeping, wailing and gnashing of teeth, along  with oatmeal hands being wiped from stem to stern and everywhere in  between. Most of it went behind my opponents ears and down the front of  his face as his hands slid from forehead to chin in apparent agony. I'd  estimate the total battle time was about 40 min. What may you ask was  the cause? The two-foot challenger found eating ONE bite of "sweet  cereal" mortally offensive, if eating said cereal came before eating 'ot  'daws--hotdogs. Forty minutes! The young one's wailing must have  translated to something like. "Help! I'm being attacked by my own  mother, Save me!" because backup arrived.  Jackson came over and was  very upset I was the cause of Sam's distress. There was so much sugar in  the oatmeal, the kid was practically eating dessert. I still got him to  eat one bite. I tried distractions, ignoring him, letting him get  hungrier, bargaining with cookies all to no avail. I did finally get him  to eat one bite while distracted with a dollar store spinney top. Which  he then later threw off his high chair and the thing broke. Like a  said, did I win, lose or draw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's assault has something  new in the arsenal. Banana chocolate muffins with cauliflower in them.  Short of feeding them intravenously, I'll do just about anything to get  them to eat something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOTS of work, but I'll be making chocolate muffins  with cauliflower in them. Hopefully I'll get him to eat it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child number one is also getting more food exposure as I'm putting food on his mouth. Then he gets to eat something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Battle One, not battle won.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-547993292569498004?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/547993292569498004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=547993292569498004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/547993292569498004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/547993292569498004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2012/01/battle-one.html' title='Getting my Kids to Eat Anything: Day One...'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-571233250074666626</id><published>2011-12-18T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T22:59:18.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sherlock Holmes Game of Shadows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W09JShZ6yFU/Th0VGjQt4XI/AAAAAAAAnck/ZlYJulVbOus/s1600/sherlock-holmes-2-trailer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W09JShZ6yFU/Th0VGjQt4XI/AAAAAAAAnck/ZlYJulVbOus/s1600/sherlock-holmes-2-trailer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOVED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-571233250074666626?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/571233250074666626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=571233250074666626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/571233250074666626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/571233250074666626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/12/sherlock-holmes-game-of-shadows.html' title='Sherlock Holmes Game of Shadows'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622492415778139089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/SG3GORewObI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ac6e-cXSFSs/S220/The+Baker+Wedding+028_5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W09JShZ6yFU/Th0VGjQt4XI/AAAAAAAAnck/ZlYJulVbOus/s72-c/sherlock-holmes-2-trailer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-2735049633955381236</id><published>2011-12-11T20:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T21:22:38.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why we left church early today...</title><content type='html'>We had to leave church unexpectedly today around 11-ish to go to the urgent care because Jackson had gotten his thumb crunched in the hinge part of a heavy wooden door. The bathroom door to be exact in the Primary wing. Colby saw it happen, I was in nursery. He opened the door to nursury, said, "Becca, I need your help," and I went back in to grab Sam and off we went. Colby saw the door close, heard a crack and Jackson's shocked face and when he freed Jackson, that's when Jackson started crying. Off to urgent care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was traumatic. Jackson was crying and saying, "All done owie," Sam didn't want to be held so he started hitting me, Colby was trying to hold Jackson. Trauma. I cried. Sam hit me some more. Colby gave Jackson a blessing. X-rays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No breaks! Yeah! Just a blue sausage thumb and a really tired nap-less Sam at the end of the day. It was a movie day when we got home. The relief in my stomach that it was not broken made me feel like I'd eaten a softball stone of alka-seltzer that was slowly fizzing away but not really making me feel better. The relief that was so visceral I felt sick. In any case, it's not broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Colby took the kids home and I went back to choir. We're singing next week and I'm the pianist!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-2735049633955381236?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/2735049633955381236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=2735049633955381236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2735049633955381236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2735049633955381236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/12/why-we-left-church-early-today.html' title='Why we left church early today...'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-9058434664022667868</id><published>2011-12-08T22:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T22:24:43.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9SoWXeXNS6c/TuGpipFXVjI/AAAAAAAAGp0/s6uz1-jpkBk/s1600/IMG_0938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9SoWXeXNS6c/TuGpipFXVjI/AAAAAAAAGp0/s6uz1-jpkBk/s200/IMG_0938.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684010617327277618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-9058434664022667868?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/9058434664022667868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=9058434664022667868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/9058434664022667868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/9058434664022667868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/-9SoWXeXNS6c/TuGpipFXVjI/AAAAAAAAGp0/s6uz1-jpkBk/s72-c/IMG_0938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-6881583483059275724</id><published>2011-12-08T09:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T09:05:52.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam's music taste</title><content type='html'>Sam's favorite music is classical, specifically tocatta Fugue in D and hip hop, specifically Usher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-6881583483059275724?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/6881583483059275724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=6881583483059275724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6881583483059275724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6881583483059275724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/12/sams-music-taste.html' title='Sam&apos;s music taste'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-8138756535150600976</id><published>2011-12-04T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T22:44:20.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Sam was alternating folding his hands, scowling at me and then playing the piano. Colby then pointed out that he was singing and playing the piano, then folding his arms to say prayers, he'd say "Amen" and then go back to playing the piano. Can you tell he's been to church a lot? Love that kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's also been throwing tantrums. He likes to hit and throw. Today he threw a train over Jackson's head for some reason. If he doesn't get his way, if he's holding something, he chucks it. If he isn't holding something, he'll hit the ground/table. If he's not near one of those, like in his car seat, he'll hit himself in the forehead. Then realize that it hurt. He'll also occassionally lie on the ground and bang his head. I hope he realizes quickly that there are places to fling yourself on the ground and places that are not okay to fling yourself on the ground. Like the other day he decided to do it on the concrete outside Jackson's school. I went from being very hated to very desired instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson's been pointing things out. He's really narrating. He likes to eat PB straight from the jar and he'll use a chair, climb up to get the PB, get a spoon and then go to his room, while waving at me and saying, "Bye, Mom!" If I ask do you want a peanut butter sandwich, he'll look at me and say, "Peanut butter spoon?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves to paint. He'll take my makeup brushes and ask to paint with them. He likes playing with my makeup and will put cream shadows running down my  cheeks. Last time he did this, he used a purple color and then signed and said, "Sad".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam loves to come into the bathroom and flush the toilet. He's also started to say "Dy-pah" when he poops. Colby really wants me to potty train him, but I don't know. I talked to Kathleen Tobler about it and she agreed, "No way." It's just a constant anxiety. So probably not anytime soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson just discovered a mini snowglobe. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam will sometimes grab Jackson from behind and give him a giant bear hug. And then lean. I'm just waiting for Sam to eat it when Jackson keeps walking and then accidentally kicks him in the face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-8138756535150600976?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/8138756535150600976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=8138756535150600976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/8138756535150600976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/8138756535150600976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-thoughts.html' title='More Thoughts'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-4628264339247377650</id><published>2011-11-22T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T19:11:15.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bless This House</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Thanksgiving is a time of appreciation and gratitude. A perfect precursor to the crowning event for which we all have need to be grateful for--the birth of the Savior. Thanksgiving humbles my heart and should enrich our homes as we draw close to the people we have to be grateful for. This article found in my church's magazine, &lt;a href="http://lds.org/ensign?lang=eng"&gt;The Ensign&lt;/a&gt;, brought a tender moment to my heart. How grateful I am for my tiny apartment, my home, sanctuary and refuge and for my husband who has blessed our home with the proper priesthood authority. We are blessed. I really like what this particular family did. I like the plaque idea as a reminder. Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless This House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Gene and Bonnie Dalton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The dedication of our home brought about a change of heart in our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago, we were excited when we first learned that Latter-day Saints could dedicate their own homes. The idea had never occurred to us, and we sensed that the important things we wanted to have happen in our home could be accomplished better if we dedicated it to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to have the Spirit of God dwell in our home to help us shape the lives of our daughters. We were grateful for Primary, Sunday School, Young Women, and seminary teachers, but we knew that the ultimate responsibility to teach our children to live the gospel was ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted our home to be a place where we could study and live the commandments of God and where we could learn to pray, sacrifice, and forgive. If we wanted to live in love and harmony eternally, we needed to begin within those walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hoped our daughters’ friends would see our home as a holy place and treat our girls as daughters of God. We wanted our home to be a place of worship—not an overly solemn, pious place, but a place where every diaper changed for a crying baby, every meal cooked, and every offer to stay home and baby-sit was a godly service and a step toward understanding the Savior and his love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decision to dedicate our home was ours to make. God himself has given parents stewardship over their own family and home. A bishop or stake president must seek permission from those in authority in the Church in order to dedicate a chapel or stake center, but a member who wishes to bless his or her home may go directly to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we dedicated our home, the counsel was that it should be paid for. Today the counsel is different. The Melchizedek Priesthood Handbook notes that Church members may dedicate their homes, whether or not they are free of debt, as sacred edifices where the Holy Spirit may reside. A member may dedicate his home as a sanctuary where his family can worship, find safety from the world, grow spiritually, and prepare for eternal family relationships. To dedicate his home, a member might gather his family members around him and offer a special prayer that would include the elements mentioned above or other appropriate thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we were dedicating our home to the rearing of our children, we decided to invite those friends, neighbors, and relatives who taught or cared for them to share this experience with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To remind us of the purpose for our home, we decided to order a small brass plaque engraved with the words, “This home is dedicated as a place where the Spirit of the Lord may dwell, where our daughters Denise, Carrie, Sara, Beth, Rachel, Josie, Louisa, and Jennie may learn to love God and serve others, and where friends may feel welcome.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dedication itself was simple. Our friends, including nonmembers, came, not knowing exactly what to expect, but with a warm willingness to share in something they knew was important to us. We performed a short musical number, “Bless This House,” in the living room. Then, with our daughters seated around the dining table and the adults standing behind them, Gene offered a short dedicatory prayer. Afterwards, we nailed the plaque to the wall and enjoyed homemade soup and bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did everything change in our home after this dedication? Did we stop hearing cries like “Who stole my hairbrush?” or “Get out of my room!”? Unfortunately not. But the dedication inspired a commitment to invite the Spirit of the Lord into our home. Today, as we often glance at the plaque on the wall and think back on that lovely afternoon, we are reminded that this is His home as well as ours—and we each try to live accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[illustration] Illustrated by G. Allen Garns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene Dalton serves on the Provo Utah Oak Hills Stake high council and is stake Young Men president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie Dalton serves as Laurel adviser in the Oak Hills Fourth Ward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-4628264339247377650?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/4628264339247377650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=4628264339247377650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/4628264339247377650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/4628264339247377650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/11/bless-this-house.html' title='Bless This House'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-1187447944155050208</id><published>2011-11-13T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T19:01:46.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Observations</title><content type='html'>Sam likes sitting in his upturned kitchen set.&lt;br /&gt;Jackson is talking like CRAZY AND IT'S SO EXCITING.&lt;br /&gt;He loves school.&lt;br /&gt;The more I see a movie, the more I like it. If it's my kids that are watching it.&lt;br /&gt;Grateful for all my blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-1187447944155050208?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/1187447944155050208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=1187447944155050208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/1187447944155050208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/1187447944155050208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/11/observations.html' title='Observations'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-5102316331465453892</id><published>2011-11-04T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T22:00:16.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D-Town today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cAfTjAPXtGE/Tq806ZMuwPI/AAAAAAAAGiQ/StU-XrnPeYM/s1600/jcmap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 155px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cAfTjAPXtGE/Tq806ZMuwPI/AAAAAAAAGiQ/StU-XrnPeYM/s200/jcmap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669808633684082930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can guess where this is, you'd know where we'd been today. Disneyland! There were so many people in costume. I took many pictures of all the rides we went on. We did get to meet Winnie the Pooh and S kept asking for hugs, but they were both very controlled and would only give him a hug if I okayed it. Great kids.&lt;br /&gt;We went on Winnie the Pooh 2X, Monsters 2X, Jungle Cruise, Haunted Mansion at J's request, Splash Mountain (probably gonna skip that one next time),Buzz Lightyear, Little Mermaid, Mr Toad's Wild Ride ( not my fav), Pinocchio, Snow White, Alice in Wonderland, Storybookland and many others. What great is that J remembers all his favorite rides (which so far is most) and will remind me what to do when. For example, on our way our, I'd forgotten about Buzz. So he said, "Buzz?" I said, "Sure". Then after Buzz he makes sure he has my attention and then says, "Monsters". Which is in the other park. So off we go. We're all beat!&lt;br /&gt;This is us at the start:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k4mRaJPy6us/Tq9o72gERII/AAAAAAAAGic/b6V76KjpbCQ/s1600/IMG_1668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k4mRaJPy6us/Tq9o72gERII/AAAAAAAAGic/b6V76KjpbCQ/s200/IMG_1668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669865833334326402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mIdEkS_JeL4/Tq9o8Hi2GBI/AAAAAAAAGio/KQO-V1kg0qA/s1600/IMG_1669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mIdEkS_JeL4/Tq9o8Hi2GBI/AAAAAAAAGio/KQO-V1kg0qA/s200/IMG_1669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669865837909383186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first ride of the day...Dumbo. Way better ride than movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jfNXBMFK7pI/Tq9o8lS4Y5I/AAAAAAAAGi0/96Zgh0aFdgs/s1600/IMG_1670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jfNXBMFK7pI/Tq9o8lS4Y5I/AAAAAAAAGi0/96Zgh0aFdgs/s200/IMG_1670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669865845895488402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a good opportunity for "taking turns"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T0BwUoQvwTw/Tq9o83gl3jI/AAAAAAAAGjA/Iq7hOrwZMhg/s1600/IMG_1671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T0BwUoQvwTw/Tq9o83gl3jI/AAAAAAAAGjA/Iq7hOrwZMhg/s200/IMG_1671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669865850784833074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sidenote: It seems like S is destined to be the one in the picture that's always making a face!&lt;br /&gt;Alice in Wonderland which J calls "Happy birthday". Now tell me why he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kZkEyFgMTaM/Tq9qIxptzmI/AAAAAAAAGkA/pb2EAcqCqQE/s1600/IMG_1685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kZkEyFgMTaM/Tq9qIxptzmI/AAAAAAAAGkA/pb2EAcqCqQE/s200/IMG_1685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669867154882547298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PzIbzCArZr8/Tq9qJ4ypikI/AAAAAAAAGkI/Kn3v_-bBrsg/s1600/IMG_1686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PzIbzCArZr8/Tq9qJ4ypikI/AAAAAAAAGkI/Kn3v_-bBrsg/s200/IMG_1686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669867173978933826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storybook land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3w1bcg9MaO8/Tq9qIdfMH4I/AAAAAAAAGjw/D8NGq6IAnLU/s1600/IMG_1683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3w1bcg9MaO8/Tq9qIdfMH4I/AAAAAAAAGjw/D8NGq6IAnLU/s200/IMG_1683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669867149469687682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peter Pan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_oTFUK0cvh4/Tq9qH0afZXI/AAAAAAAAGjk/p7YX6KSrvl8/s1600/IMG_1676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_oTFUK0cvh4/Tq9qH0afZXI/AAAAAAAAGjk/p7YX6KSrvl8/s200/IMG_1676.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669867138444125554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. Toad's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GkVYN16gEJo/Tq9qHr4rR5I/AAAAAAAAGjY/VN-zSZsXlno/s1600/IMG_1674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GkVYN16gEJo/Tq9qHr4rR5I/AAAAAAAAGjY/VN-zSZsXlno/s200/IMG_1674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669867136154814354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meeting a movie star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mykIX5JXw2U/Tq9rpg7neBI/AAAAAAAAGlE/1BznCoMvVHc/s1600/IMG_1696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mykIX5JXw2U/Tq9rpg7neBI/AAAAAAAAGlE/1BznCoMvVHc/s200/IMG_1696.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669868816841537554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Skellington's Haunted Mansion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew2vAADFPwI/Tq9rogfPNOI/AAAAAAAAGks/8DuXQmF4CW0/s1600/IMG_1691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew2vAADFPwI/Tq9rogfPNOI/AAAAAAAAGks/8DuXQmF4CW0/s200/IMG_1691.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669868799542637794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SooB3wfIGlA/Tq9roCG3j1I/AAAAAAAAGkg/DMOLShy-yXo/s1600/IMG_1688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SooB3wfIGlA/Tq9roCG3j1I/AAAAAAAAGkg/DMOLShy-yXo/s200/IMG_1688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669868791387361106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were there, S was walking with great purpose and his arm was swinging as high as his face.&lt;br /&gt;This is after Alice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nDEYIDOR0TA/Tq9rn-ASBmI/AAAAAAAAGkU/ATqHkJGjsWQ/s1600/IMG_1687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nDEYIDOR0TA/Tq9rn-ASBmI/AAAAAAAAGkU/ATqHkJGjsWQ/s200/IMG_1687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669868790285993570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is during Mr Toad's wild ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5FPQIlcgHz0/Tq9o9peI8UI/AAAAAAAAGjM/glFchRnkPz4/s1600/IMG_1673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5FPQIlcgHz0/Tq9o9peI8UI/AAAAAAAAGjM/glFchRnkPz4/s200/IMG_1673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669865864196321602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting ready for Monsters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SYIWJfX0EHE/Tq_4YRIbbsI/AAAAAAAAGmc/eHqAthkI0qo/s1600/IMG_1710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SYIWJfX0EHE/Tq_4YRIbbsI/AAAAAAAAGmc/eHqAthkI0qo/s200/IMG_1710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670023551682047682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMv9V3IUzWE/Tq_4ZMzpkTI/AAAAAAAAGmo/LO_D3v6wnas/s1600/IMG_1714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMv9V3IUzWE/Tq_4ZMzpkTI/AAAAAAAAGmo/LO_D3v6wnas/s200/IMG_1714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670023567701020978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The little mermaid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvCFYl_lJZo/Tq_4YJR0UrI/AAAAAAAAGmQ/CkAb1Aqdg9I/s1600/IMG_1707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvCFYl_lJZo/Tq_4YJR0UrI/AAAAAAAAGmQ/CkAb1Aqdg9I/s200/IMG_1707.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670023549573943986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jungle cruise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DyvKl-Ckq5c/Tq_3k3q6g1I/AAAAAAAAGl0/-JyhbGY0Rdg/s1600/IMG_1704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DyvKl-Ckq5c/Tq_3k3q6g1I/AAAAAAAAGl0/-JyhbGY0Rdg/s200/IMG_1704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670022668674040658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With a guest skipper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mlv7seLtEGs/Tq_3kfDXmLI/AAAAAAAAGlo/CpGsHoLfTnk/s1600/IMG_1702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mlv7seLtEGs/Tq_3kfDXmLI/AAAAAAAAGlo/CpGsHoLfTnk/s200/IMG_1702.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670022662065723570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the WTP ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--a3z7_cbLGE/Tq_3iwl2n-I/AAAAAAAAGlg/o2BpovfwHRA/s1600/IMG_1701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--a3z7_cbLGE/Tq_3iwl2n-I/AAAAAAAAGlg/o2BpovfwHRA/s200/IMG_1701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670022632414027746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wH9Exh2O9Lc/Tq_3iXwpPrI/AAAAAAAAGlQ/L7yWyX5QMYo/s1600/IMG_1699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wH9Exh2O9Lc/Tq_3iXwpPrI/AAAAAAAAGlQ/L7yWyX5QMYo/s200/IMG_1699.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670022625748401842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here's the Buzz one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mvjsh8OkUEA/Tq_3lVAmKkI/AAAAAAAAGmA/Gx7WbH1lPTA/s1600/IMG_1705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mvjsh8OkUEA/Tq_3lVAmKkI/AAAAAAAAGmA/Gx7WbH1lPTA/s200/IMG_1705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670022676549610050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-5102316331465453892?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/5102316331465453892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=5102316331465453892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/5102316331465453892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/5102316331465453892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/11/d-town-today.html' title='D-Town today'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622492415778139089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/SG3GORewObI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ac6e-cXSFSs/S220/The+Baker+Wedding+028_5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cAfTjAPXtGE/Tq806ZMuwPI/AAAAAAAAGiQ/StU-XrnPeYM/s72-c/jcmap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-8912967887263286078</id><published>2011-10-17T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T19:23:19.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day two of potty training...</title><content type='html'>one accident at school (but it was discreetly done out of sight of the teacher) and one at home. I'm so proud!&lt;br /&gt;And Hero#2 eats his Oreos (with no coaxing from us) middle first. I eat them whole. Hubsters dips them in milk but Hero #2 eats them (and I saw him do it) by pulling it apart, eating the creme, then eating some of the cookie and then smashing the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.somethingawful.com/inserts/news/images/02-2002/020902-oreo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 166px;" src="http://i.somethingawful.com/inserts/news/images/02-2002/020902-oreo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Hero#2 could really talk, it might look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.cheezburger.com/completestore/2011/2/9/edc75244-9346-4a09-aeb9-099edb3b9afb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://images.cheezburger.com/completestore/2011/2/9/edc75244-9346-4a09-aeb9-099edb3b9afb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero#2 has also taken to spitting and making raspberries all over his seat while we're driving. I think he's getting revenge for being strapped in so effectively. He usually strains against the device after 30 min to 45 in the car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-8912967887263286078?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/8912967887263286078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=8912967887263286078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/8912967887263286078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/8912967887263286078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-two-of-potty-training.html' title='Day two of potty training...'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-2816557665476721216</id><published>2011-10-14T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T22:13:33.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D-Town today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3_2FCxXqZPQ/TL3rO4rcf0I/AAAAAAAAQ0A/-_r-neRw9lQ/s1600/FreeDisneyland-Halloween-Wallpapers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 360px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3_2FCxXqZPQ/TL3rO4rcf0I/AAAAAAAAQ0A/-_r-neRw9lQ/s1600/FreeDisneyland-Halloween-Wallpapers.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to go to D-town with my good friends the Cools. Jackson tried Star Tours (he held onto my hands really tight-but asked for more alien robots after) and Soarin over CA. He said, "No flying" when I explained the ride but then after said, "More flying". Silly boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam konked out. We hit up all the regulars and people still told me I was brave for taking two kids into the park by myself. At least the nice ones told me I was brave. The quiet ones were thinking, "She's crazy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a blast! Jackson was responsible for his special pass and was very eager to show cast members. Sam loves Toy Story, but mostly Winnie the Pooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were gonna go all undies today, but my friend from out of town called and so the undies had to wait until tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-2816557665476721216?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/2816557665476721216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=2816557665476721216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2816557665476721216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2816557665476721216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/10/d-town-today.html' title='D-Town today'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/_3_2FCxXqZPQ/TL3rO4rcf0I/AAAAAAAAQ0A/-_r-neRw9lQ/s72-c/FreeDisneyland-Halloween-Wallpapers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-1318758124959034154</id><published>2011-10-13T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T18:27:24.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TV Shows</title><content type='html'>There haven't really been any pictures lately because we lost our card reader and the cord for the camera. I've had a lot of chores and cleaning and have discovered a new show.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.givememyremote.com/remote/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/castle-logo-featured.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 590px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.givememyremote.com/remote/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/castle-logo-featured.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No it's not this one. It's this one--Psych. Hilarious. I included Monk because this is also a fantastic crime show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://uarrr.org/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/psych_monk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://uarrr.org/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/psych_monk.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, my interest in Castle has flagged a little with the recent episodes. The return of the Triple X Killer was interesting, but I really displike the new chief. Calling her "sir". Really? Lame. In any case, Psych is my new favorite and since I've just discovered the show, I've got lots of catching up to do before I break into the new season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-1318758124959034154?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/1318758124959034154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=1318758124959034154' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/1318758124959034154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/1318758124959034154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/10/tv-shows.html' title='TV Shows'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-6956385534759722303</id><published>2011-10-01T18:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T18:56:37.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been Reading + Some History While I'm At It</title><content type='html'>Some friends of ours recently got me hooked on the Fablehaven series.  Pretty cool. I really liked "The Grip of the Shadow Plague". The books are definitely written for younger audiences and the characters are "young", but it is really creative.  It was actually inspiring. I read Harry Potter and think, "Wow. I'll never be able to write that." But this book, I read it and thought, "Wow. This is really creative. I could write something like that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like writing, almost as much as I like reading. I've got quite a few stories that circulate in my head and it's always been a dream of mine to be published. Really published. To walk into a bookstore and see my books. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been dying to read "The Poisoner's Handbook: Murder and the Birth of Forensic Medicine in Jazz Age New York." It's a non-fiction "...beguiling concoction-equal parts true crime, twentieth-century history, and science thriller." Honestly, this book is the reason I'm at the computer right now. It was setting the scene for Jazz Age NY and it started talking about Typhoid Mary. Now, I'll admit, deep down I'm a little (okay, maybe a lot) of a geek. I'm not talking nerd. I'm talking geek. I think hierarchal order in Nerdom, geek falls somewhere in between nerd and World of Warcraft-er. I digress. When I heard Typhoid Mary, I immediately thought of the Marvel comic book villain "Typhoid Mary". So I looked it up. Turns out Typhoid Mary was really Mary Mallon, Irish immigrant who was a healthy carrier of typhoid bacteria and worked as a cook, unknowingly spreading typhoid fever to all those she worked for. She infected around 6-7 different families after working as their cook. She would care for them after they fell ill, but would eventually find other employment and the cycle would start over again. She was eventually quarantined and died in isolation 30 years later. Wow. Tough break, Mary. (Mel, if you're reading this, is it any wonder I can only write about dead things ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been studying Hokusai, as in this guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs29/f/2008/107/c/c/The_Big_Wave___Hokusai_by_gamba87.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 625px; height: 400px;" src="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs29/f/2008/107/c/c/The_Big_Wave___Hokusai_by_gamba87.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been moved by this piece. Turns out, he's really one of the only Japanese artists known to the Western world and lived an interesting life. He incorporated Chinese watercolor techniques and rebelled against the studio system becoming an independent painter, painting what he chose. He chose common things in Japanese life, which the Japanese may or may not have liked as it showed intimate details of Japanese life to foreigners. Hokusai lived a poor and desolate life, changing his name and paying off the debts of his no-good grandson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Appreciate the culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for pop-culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handsome has recently been enamored of Star Wars. Joanna, every time I watch this I think of you. He only watches Episode V: The Empire Rises and only the Hoth battle. He's gotten far enough in the movie to learn how to laugh like Yoda, but after that, it's back to Hoth. He mostly likes these guys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.wikia.com/starwars/images/0/03/BattleOfHoth-ST.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 360px;" src="http://images.wikia.com/starwars/images/0/03/BattleOfHoth-ST.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The AT-ATs or All Terrain Attack Transport... or something like that. Geeeeekyyy. I love it! Mr. Handsome will catch my eyes and say, "Evil Alien Robot" then sing "DUM, dum, DUM, dum, DEE, dum, DUM, dee dum."  You know, the Imperial March. He also uses a vacuum attachment as a laser blaster. And Jo, he says one of your favorite lines from Solo: Who's Scruffy-lookin'?. We're working on "Laugh it up, fuzzball."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, the other night he snuck out of bed while I was reading on the couch and caught my eye at the door. He looks at me and pauses, then says, "Evil Alien Robot" starts to shuffle, and sing the song. Then he stops. Looks at me and says, "Where's the couch?" I say, "I don't know. Where &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;the couch?" Then he pauses and looks at me and says, "Where's the "sit-down"?" I say, "Would you like to sit down?" He then runs over the couch laughing the whole way and sits down. Love that kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-6956385534759722303?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/6956385534759722303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=6956385534759722303' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6956385534759722303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6956385534759722303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/10/books-ive-been-reading-and-little.html' title='Been Reading + Some History While I&apos;m At It'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-3377599154178908612</id><published>2011-09-11T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T19:12:50.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mudvillegazette.com/milblogs/archives/Home%20of%20the%20Brave%20Firefighters%20Flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 383px; height: 478px;" src="http://www.mudvillegazette.com/milblogs/archives/Home%20of%20the%20Brave%20Firefighters%20Flag.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am humbled. I am grateful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-3377599154178908612?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/3377599154178908612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=3377599154178908612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/3377599154178908612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/3377599154178908612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-remember.html' title='I remember'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-7645047074386384635</id><published>2011-09-05T15:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T15:01:49.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson Rode...</title><content type='html'>...THIS today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://rajeshrr.com/blog/wp-content/plugins/wp-o-matic/cache/77ac5_big-thunder-mountain-magic-kingdom-704477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 504px; height: 386px;" src="http://rajeshrr.com/blog/wp-content/plugins/wp-o-matic/cache/77ac5_big-thunder-mountain-magic-kingdom-704477.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the teacups and Alice in Wonderland. He didn't cry or anything! Promise. But he didn't want to do the train again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-7645047074386384635?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/7645047074386384635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=7645047074386384635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7645047074386384635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7645047074386384635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/09/jackson-rode.html' title='Jackson Rode...'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-7010551811228300320</id><published>2011-09-04T20:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T20:19:44.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 NEW POSTS TODAY!</title><content type='html'>Wow! Don't miss Jackson's prayer. So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-7010551811228300320?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/7010551811228300320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=7010551811228300320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7010551811228300320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7010551811228300320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/09/4-new-posts-today.html' title='4 NEW POSTS TODAY!'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-4666531085330751340</id><published>2011-09-04T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T20:16:04.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson Started School</title><content type='html'>Jackson started school and I allowed myself a 5 min cry in the car with Sam in the back thinking, "My mom has lost it." Then I turned the car on, wiped my face and cleaned, groceried and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson loves school. Sam loves dropping Jackson off and getting him and will frequently ask "Where's Jackson?" throwing his hands wide as if freeing the question in the air like a bird. We will have to get a crib tent at some point for Sam because he's already figuring out to climb out. He will use tension from his feet on the slats to push off them with his feet while hanging onto the siding. Jackson is really learning so much (he has started quoting whole movie scripts (in order) including, but not limited to: The Incredibles, Ponyo, Monsters Inc, Peter Pan). He's also singing, singing, singing and I love it. His current favorite song is the Incredibles Theme, Ponyo end credit Theme, and "Hey Jackson". It goes something like: Hey Jackson, you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind! And I'm sure you get the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson  is starting to get the idea that poop in your pants is no fun! Wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson is improving so much. He snuck out of bed and ran to shut Colby's and my door so that he could have the run of the house. He's reenacting scenes from Thomas the tank. He's singing! He's jumping and climbing. He's looking at other people and strangers and I'm so happy. It's all thanks to the help of my family and friends and the help of the Lord. I really believe that the combined faith and fast of family and friends for Jackson with the help of a merciful Heavenly Father has led to an ongoing miracle. Jackson started really talking in December and our fast was not even a month before.  Thanks to you all and praises to Heavenly Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-4666531085330751340?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/4666531085330751340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=4666531085330751340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/4666531085330751340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/4666531085330751340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/09/jackson-started-school.html' title='Jackson Started School'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-2362502242370775140</id><published>2011-09-04T19:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T19:56:06.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St George pics from another camera</title><content type='html'>Alright, last post of St. George&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful temple! We were able to do sealings there with ALL my sisters (and bro-in-laws) and hubsters. It was fantastic - so joyous to be there with everybody and&lt;br /&gt;so proud of all of us living righteous so we were able to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pRar1_aUEX4/TlZzjNK34oI/AAAAAAAABZ4/yu0RSRDhCdM/s1600/DSC00282.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pRar1_aUEX4/TlZzjNK34oI/AAAAAAAABZ4/yu0RSRDhCdM/s320/DSC00282.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LpAkcbwZSbg/TlZzv1TidgI/AAAAAAAABZ8/kPnBkyCJn9I/s1600/DSC00285.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LpAkcbwZSbg/TlZzv1TidgI/AAAAAAAABZ8/kPnBkyCJn9I/s320/DSC00285.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cCg2MWG_We8/TlZz6mibX7I/AAAAAAAABaA/901p_bpq1AA/s1600/DSC00286.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cCg2MWG_We8/TlZz6mibX7I/AAAAAAAABaA/901p_bpq1AA/s320/DSC00286.JPG" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pqH-KOkYZzQ/TlZ0JdIz5dI/AAAAAAAABaE/EOzYUd_KxuY/s1600/DSC00287.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pqH-KOkYZzQ/TlZ0JdIz5dI/AAAAAAAABaE/EOzYUd_KxuY/s320/DSC00287.JPG" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EvvRCn5R0XI/TlZ0TRjxTcI/AAAAAAAABaI/cqfD6LUuW5A/s1600/DSC00291.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EvvRCn5R0XI/TlZ0TRjxTcI/AAAAAAAABaI/cqfD6LUuW5A/s320/DSC00291.JPG" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-75tGqhEcMFA/TlZ0ewAAeVI/AAAAAAAABaM/MKhaTJ0HCkU/s1600/DSC00297.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-75tGqhEcMFA/TlZ0ewAAeVI/AAAAAAAABaM/MKhaTJ0HCkU/s320/DSC00297.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to the Tuacahn marketplace there too. Some pretty neat stuff, but BOY, was it hot. Meggie with Bubba &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-FKzYHSJtY/TlZ0qX5kP2I/AAAAAAAABaQ/2zGVDlt_v84/s1600/DSC00298.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-FKzYHSJtY/TlZ0qX5kP2I/AAAAAAAABaQ/2zGVDlt_v84/s320/DSC00298.JPG" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ice cream at Costco. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xzbwy9o3s58/TlZ02V7517I/AAAAAAAABaU/Xr_hjYHgYR8/s1600/DSC00306.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xzbwy9o3s58/TlZ02V7517I/AAAAAAAABaU/Xr_hjYHgYR8/s320/DSC00306.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner at Texas Roadhouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f7pFOtxYi0M/TlZ1B-90gQI/AAAAAAAABaY/AHwueBbvVQ8/s1600/DSC00012.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f7pFOtxYi0M/TlZ1B-90gQI/AAAAAAAABaY/AHwueBbvVQ8/s320/DSC00012.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--4_MXeAwYq0/TlZ1OGeXPEI/AAAAAAAABac/mu6i4wEULZE/s1600/DSC00026.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--4_MXeAwYq0/TlZ1OGeXPEI/AAAAAAAABac/mu6i4wEULZE/s320/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Logan just absolutely loving Mark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e6ug8sXDrZ4/TlZ1W5c3API/AAAAAAAABag/jNaANRRhVU4/s1600/DSC00008.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e6ug8sXDrZ4/TlZ1W5c3API/AAAAAAAABag/jNaANRRhVU4/s320/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Celebrating our three August babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ykBYTSeiT6A/TlZ1hLKFKSI/AAAAAAAABak/5pjUt-htWx4/s1600/DSC00030.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ykBYTSeiT6A/TlZ1hLKFKSI/AAAAAAAABak/5pjUt-htWx4/s320/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Logan playing football with Mark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-ly-qE9rFM/TlZ10f9hr7I/AAAAAAAABao/Ik7tQzlcefY/s1600/DSC00312.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-ly-qE9rFM/TlZ10f9hr7I/AAAAAAAABao/Ik7tQzlcefY/s320/DSC00312.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A close-to-midnight run to Menchies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fmc_E_js0jU/TlZ2BKvmHcI/AAAAAAAABas/orbcKWf-ua8/s1600/DSC00316.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fmc_E_js0jU/TlZ2BKvmHcI/AAAAAAAABas/orbcKWf-ua8/s320/DSC00316.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just two boys sitting in the tree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m37jTut2Mo/TlaDMH8TjnI/AAAAAAAABaw/vgOxIOCYokc/s1600/DSC00339.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m37jTut2Mo/TlaDMH8TjnI/AAAAAAAABaw/vgOxIOCYokc/s320/DSC00339.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mark tried really hard to include Sam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-61MbZC7LSD0/TlaDZEmaQGI/AAAAAAAABa0/_K0Ygw2vuqg/s1600/DSC00337.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-61MbZC7LSD0/TlaDZEmaQGI/AAAAAAAABa0/_K0Ygw2vuqg/s320/DSC00337.JPG" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hbb5mymGvHk/TlaIo5JOn4I/AAAAAAAABbo/htNCSblyZv4/s1600/DSC00326_2.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hbb5mymGvHk/TlaIo5JOn4I/AAAAAAAABbo/htNCSblyZv4/s320/DSC00326_2.JPG" border="0" height="288" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very nice "men only" picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zrxGgscKtIs/TlaDlMzVPBI/AAAAAAAABa4/adYj9adPLXg/s1600/DSC00322.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zrxGgscKtIs/TlaDlMzVPBI/AAAAAAAABa4/adYj9adPLXg/s320/DSC00322.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What  what? Who's that? That's right, it's Bryce! He's resurfaced after days  of being incapacitated with a kidney infection. Good thing he was able  to get to the clinic.&lt;br /&gt;*TANGENT* So  after Bryce got medication, he started acting really funny. Turns out,  he was having an adverse reaction and having hallucinations from some of  the medication. Don't worry, he's fine now, all better. But (no offense  Bryce) it was pretty funny while it lasted (it's okay Bryce you were on  drugs and couldn't help it). Here are some of the things Bryce said:&lt;br /&gt;-"Shhh!" to Danielle at the dinner table. She wasn't talking.&lt;br /&gt;-"Where's my wallet? Where's my wallet?"&lt;br /&gt;Jared:"Why do you need your wallet?&lt;br /&gt;Bryce: "Why do I need my what?"&lt;br /&gt;-(while watching a movie) There's a man sitting on my chest! There's a man on my chest!&lt;br /&gt;-"It snowed last night!" (taking mom to the window and seeing the dry ground): "Well, &lt;i&gt;obviously&lt;/i&gt; itmelted."&lt;br /&gt; -Driving  home, there was no music playing, but Bryce sits upright and says, "Can  we stop listening to Christmas music?! This is the longest rendition of  'God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen' on the accordion I have ever heard!"&lt;br /&gt;Wow Bryce, very specific hallucinations. Impressive. &lt;br /&gt;We love you Bryce and are glad you're ALL BETTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mzhawoSrpME/TlaDsEweH-I/AAAAAAAABa8/o9bNl4Yaku0/s1600/DSC00319.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mzhawoSrpME/TlaDsEweH-I/AAAAAAAABa8/o9bNl4Yaku0/s320/DSC00319.JPG" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was swimming, playing, eating, toe painting, movie watching, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;book reading, sun bathing, and all other kinds of fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jIYUVhRx2WQ/TlaD48yOHgI/AAAAAAAABbA/teEI850xE2A/s1600/DSC00340.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jIYUVhRx2WQ/TlaD48yOHgI/AAAAAAAABbA/teEI850xE2A/s320/DSC00340.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But alas, it did have to end. On their way back up to the Great North, the fam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;stopped off in Provo for lunch. They went to Roll Up Crepes and it was delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--2QlM3hqdtQ/TlaE-mk2HAI/AAAAAAAABbI/DUibDoX2EIQ/s1600/DSC00014.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--2QlM3hqdtQ/TlaE-mk2HAI/AAAAAAAABbI/DUibDoX2EIQ/s320/DSC00014.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Logan and Grandad - each giving each other a "look."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1d801HJOg0w/TlaFGSJ2CqI/AAAAAAAABbM/iCusJ0HT5As/s1600/DSC00015.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1d801HJOg0w/TlaFGSJ2CqI/AAAAAAAABbM/iCusJ0HT5As/s320/DSC00015.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at that look on Annelisa's face. That's a candid shot: pure contentment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chocolate will do that to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WZW16XRhjNU/TlaFeuuqumI/AAAAAAAABbU/RvTKM3OVgGo/s1600/DSC00013.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WZW16XRhjNU/TlaFeuuqumI/AAAAAAAABbU/RvTKM3OVgGo/s320/DSC00013.JPG" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was sad to say goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72kNlXKrgjo/TlaFrhwQ8JI/AAAAAAAABbY/1IFTchcNWpI/s1600/DSC00018.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72kNlXKrgjo/TlaFrhwQ8JI/AAAAAAAABbY/1IFTchcNWpI/s320/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kHEKsenMnGY/TlaF2H_2mzI/AAAAAAAABbc/Fn4CmzlAKBQ/s1600/DSC00019.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kHEKsenMnGY/TlaF2H_2mzI/AAAAAAAABbc/Fn4CmzlAKBQ/s320/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Logan actually tried to ditch Meggie and hitch a ride up to Canada, but she caught him just in time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SDfTTUg-th0/TlaF-jzgvzI/AAAAAAAABbg/IXM0r31ev44/s1600/DSC00021.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SDfTTUg-th0/TlaF-jzgvzI/AAAAAAAABbg/IXM0r31ev44/s320/DSC00021.JPG" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a great vacation, family! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for the fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family, I love you, I love you I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-2362502242370775140?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/2362502242370775140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=2362502242370775140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2362502242370775140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2362502242370775140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/09/st-george-pics-from-another-camera.html' title='St George pics from another camera'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/-pRar1_aUEX4/TlZzjNK34oI/AAAAAAAABZ4/yu0RSRDhCdM/s72-c/DSC00282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-6207211009277810691</id><published>2011-09-04T19:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T19:52:27.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson's First Prayer</title><content type='html'>Jackson's First Prayer touched my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Heavenly Father,(pause) In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-6207211009277810691?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/6207211009277810691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=6207211009277810691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6207211009277810691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6207211009277810691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/09/jacksons-first-prayer.html' title='Jackson&apos;s First Prayer'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-162254903566510565</id><published>2011-09-04T19:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T19:33:51.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland with the Grandparents</title><content type='html'>Here's Colby at his new dental school.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XExQq_0mOWA/TmQx_2h3rXI/AAAAAAAAGf8/YfgXKJvplN8/s1600/IMG_1441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XExQq_0mOWA/TmQx_2h3rXI/AAAAAAAAGf8/YfgXKJvplN8/s200/IMG_1441.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648694805668539762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watching pictures at Disney CA Adventure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7_QHKwDpGIo/TmQx_ZIwO3I/AAAAAAAAGf0/JCGF6xdUL5w/s1600/IMG_1437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7_QHKwDpGIo/TmQx_ZIwO3I/AAAAAAAAGf0/JCGF6xdUL5w/s200/IMG_1437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648694797778566002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam and Colby on the Dumbo ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0YqmfzUMYAQ/TmQyAJ9XCHI/AAAAAAAAGgE/jBttGCXYtl4/s1600/IMG_1445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0YqmfzUMYAQ/TmQyAJ9XCHI/AAAAAAAAGgE/jBttGCXYtl4/s200/IMG_1445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648694810884114546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New Disneyland hotel; the headboard lights up and plays "When You Wish"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EBDzoyThFeY/TmQxVoGz61I/AAAAAAAAGfk/cIIME739hIw/s1600/IMG_1429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EBDzoyThFeY/TmQxVoGz61I/AAAAAAAAGfk/cIIME739hIw/s200/IMG_1429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648694080242445138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finding our room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1hFcq-Rl9VQ/TmQxVScbv3I/AAAAAAAAGfc/G7VK9FQljEM/s1600/IMG_1426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1hFcq-Rl9VQ/TmQxVScbv3I/AAAAAAAAGfc/G7VK9FQljEM/s200/IMG_1426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648694074427555698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They had a mini couch and small TV showing classic Mickey, Goofy, Donald cartoons...brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tefGWWAwqJY/TmQxU1XHwTI/AAAAAAAAGfU/qK2-ZCuUb3Y/s1600/IMG_1421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tefGWWAwqJY/TmQxU1XHwTI/AAAAAAAAGfU/qK2-ZCuUb3Y/s200/IMG_1421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648694066620645682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HTsodxcnoWA/TmQxUqTrAWI/AAAAAAAAGfM/qG9sVwF8wQw/s1600/IMG_1420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HTsodxcnoWA/TmQxUqTrAWI/AAAAAAAAGfM/qG9sVwF8wQw/s200/IMG_1420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648694063653388642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jackson was excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hMcK1_MIGAw/TmQxWQ5i92I/AAAAAAAAGfs/PkV5kIgpMQA/s1600/IMG_1434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hMcK1_MIGAw/TmQxWQ5i92I/AAAAAAAAGfs/PkV5kIgpMQA/s200/IMG_1434.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648694091192661858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had so much fun. Grandma and Grandpa treated us to a weekend at Disneyland Park Hotel. It was fantastic. We rode the monorail into and out of the park, we rode Winnie the Pooh, Star Tours, Buzz Lightyear and Jungle Cruise. There were a few people and it was definitely  warm, but we didn't let that stop us!&lt;br /&gt;Poor Chad was such a trooper. His foot was hurting him but he carried on! The show must go on!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much Grandma and Grandpa! We loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-162254903566510565?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/162254903566510565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=162254903566510565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/162254903566510565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/162254903566510565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/09/disneyland-with-grandparents.html' title='Disneyland with the Grandparents'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/-XExQq_0mOWA/TmQx_2h3rXI/AAAAAAAAGf8/YfgXKJvplN8/s72-c/IMG_1441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-3156343408054390958</id><published>2011-08-11T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T14:24:59.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Help: The Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41eKoQORnFL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41eKoQORnFL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved it. That being said, the book is better. But I still LOVED it! Everything from costumes to acting, to sets, all of it was perfect. It would have been impossible to have shown everything from the book in the movie, but they came close. Where they couldn't show everything, the actresses made up the difference and the "essence" of the character was true to the book. Sounds really cheesy I know, but it was fabulous! Read it then see it or see it then read it. You won't want to miss it!&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I was so enamored with the costumes I kept reminding myself to watch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WbuKgzgeUIU" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YYvIq_TaNaM" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-3156343408054390958?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/3156343408054390958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=3156343408054390958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/3156343408054390958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/3156343408054390958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/08/help.html' title='The Help: The Movie'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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://img.youtube.com/vi/WbuKgzgeUIU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-612905852385287761</id><published>2011-08-04T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T08:51:50.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St George Part</title><content type='html'>We rencently went to St. George for our first ever family reunion. It was a lot of fun. Here are the pictures in reverse order. Everybody was eventually able to come, even Mark who had thought he wouldn't flew in to Vegas and then we met up. It was quite the health extravaganza. Bryce had a kidney infection 2nd day and the meds he got caused him to hallucinate. More on that later. Colby was coughing and it turns out it was ambulatory pneymonia. Then, after the trip poor little Logan lost a tooth, yesterday (at home).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a cousin shot. That's Logan and Jackson, they are about 18 mos apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3-R5YqFPn84/TjrI3i-8EnI/AAAAAAAAGe8/VwLPUBLRnpI/s1600/IMG_1395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3-R5YqFPn84/TjrI3i-8EnI/AAAAAAAAGe8/VwLPUBLRnpI/s200/IMG_1395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637038740216746610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yBo3Z8RAyGc/TjrI37WxXPI/AAAAAAAAGfE/kVBWqGPYLIg/s1600/IMG_1399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yBo3Z8RAyGc/TjrI37WxXPI/AAAAAAAAGfE/kVBWqGPYLIg/s200/IMG_1399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637038746759159026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logan and Sam LOVED each other. Logan kept calling Sam Na-nee (Natalie) who is Logan's other cousin on the other side of the family. These two would hug each other all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KNi00XpWI9s/TjrIS7Z9psI/AAAAAAAAGes/GzKJfboDP2k/s1600/IMG_1391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KNi00XpWI9s/TjrIS7Z9psI/AAAAAAAAGes/GzKJfboDP2k/s200/IMG_1391.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637038111117387458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Family shot. Sam's a little nap deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nQ1RseGvV_Q/TjrISqA8slI/AAAAAAAAGek/wPd6hcmsYDg/s1600/IMG_1388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nQ1RseGvV_Q/TjrISqA8slI/AAAAAAAAGek/wPd6hcmsYDg/s200/IMG_1388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637038106449064530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rt0EwRYdkV4/TjrISflj6KI/AAAAAAAAGec/Gi3fHtJ8Rro/s1600/IMG_1386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rt0EwRYdkV4/TjrISflj6KI/AAAAAAAAGec/Gi3fHtJ8Rro/s200/IMG_1386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637038103649839266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8O9luGYXsDU/TjrISCWj9sI/AAAAAAAAGeU/-UxCtu_452M/s1600/IMG_1383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8O9luGYXsDU/TjrISCWj9sI/AAAAAAAAGeU/-UxCtu_452M/s200/IMG_1383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637038095802300098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can't see Mark, whose face is just as red as Sam's saying, "Take the picture! Take the picture!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZHEmq8Nwg4/TjrITPys1YI/AAAAAAAAGe0/qavdup1RYWM/s1600/IMG_1397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZHEmq8Nwg4/TjrITPys1YI/AAAAAAAAGe0/qavdup1RYWM/s200/IMG_1397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637038116589852034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WGUhtT9R_Og/TjrGZx3y8hI/AAAAAAAAGeE/mEh1-voirsw/s1600/IMG_1378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WGUhtT9R_Og/TjrGZx3y8hI/AAAAAAAAGeE/mEh1-voirsw/s200/IMG_1378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637036029793989138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Jared and Cousin Logan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lho57-4D2-4/TjrGZkGe6mI/AAAAAAAAGd8/HLSIbD-yWdQ/s1600/IMG_1377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lho57-4D2-4/TjrGZkGe6mI/AAAAAAAAGd8/HLSIbD-yWdQ/s200/IMG_1377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637036026097494626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_PFjCABGis0/TjrGZahGLlI/AAAAAAAAGd0/hoNi5Wby7Tw/s1600/IMG_1375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_PFjCABGis0/TjrGZahGLlI/AAAAAAAAGd0/hoNi5Wby7Tw/s200/IMG_1375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637036023524765266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cousins. If you watch this series with the cousins, you'll see Sam get placated with keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--RBLeD5ZVug/TjrGZEDC_II/AAAAAAAAGds/Exr-uIx3mKc/s1600/IMG_1373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--RBLeD5ZVug/TjrGZEDC_II/AAAAAAAAGds/Exr-uIx3mKc/s200/IMG_1373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637036017493146754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-brUfNEuXkZE/TjrGaBCzq2I/AAAAAAAAGeM/SbZYRNvFv6g/s1600/IMG_1379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-brUfNEuXkZE/TjrGaBCzq2I/AAAAAAAAGeM/SbZYRNvFv6g/s200/IMG_1379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637036033866705762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zbfc18emQ6M/TjrEs-m0TkI/AAAAAAAAGdc/ZEZyyuui_wk/s1600/IMG_1371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zbfc18emQ6M/TjrEs-m0TkI/AAAAAAAAGdc/ZEZyyuui_wk/s200/IMG_1371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637034160606694978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWiETak9EHQ/TjrEscEzxEI/AAAAAAAAGdU/D3OWJOEEg7Q/s1600/IMG_1370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWiETak9EHQ/TjrEscEzxEI/AAAAAAAAGdU/D3OWJOEEg7Q/s200/IMG_1370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637034151337247810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZN_MLbdZYCo/TjrEsM_Q50I/AAAAAAAAGdM/1CWWvu4TJR8/s1600/IMG_1369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZN_MLbdZYCo/TjrEsM_Q50I/AAAAAAAAGdM/1CWWvu4TJR8/s200/IMG_1369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637034147287459650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MvTtVTaE1iQ/TjrEr8QyEYI/AAAAAAAAGdE/yOh-78tVQRc/s1600/IMG_1368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MvTtVTaE1iQ/TjrEr8QyEYI/AAAAAAAAGdE/yOh-78tVQRc/s200/IMG_1368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637034142797533570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Jackson did actually lean in close for the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wEDpco1UV5g/TjrEtD9TUGI/AAAAAAAAGdk/NYIgu8c3LM4/s1600/IMG_1372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wEDpco1UV5g/TjrEtD9TUGI/AAAAAAAAGdk/NYIgu8c3LM4/s200/IMG_1372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637034162043179106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nah9Z-hSa48/TjrC756DuhI/AAAAAAAAGc0/JKHkv8Poqms/s1600/IMG_1363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nah9Z-hSa48/TjrC756DuhI/AAAAAAAAGc0/JKHkv8Poqms/s200/IMG_1363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637032218020002322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UNjWsUdqr0Y/TjrC7jm637I/AAAAAAAAGcs/BGL8utHOK0k/s1600/IMG_1359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UNjWsUdqr0Y/TjrC7jm637I/AAAAAAAAGcs/BGL8utHOK0k/s200/IMG_1359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637032212034150322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coming back from a hike in Zion's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tIfnUoq4czE/TjrC7UF3UCI/AAAAAAAAGck/DrkE-c5Aluc/s1600/IMG_1355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tIfnUoq4czE/TjrC7UF3UCI/AAAAAAAAGck/DrkE-c5Aluc/s200/IMG_1355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637032207868973090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam finally conked out. Auntie Dani carried Sam the whole way! It was an awesome backpack!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EKhHRZ6Labw/TjrC694towI/AAAAAAAAGcc/a5axlcDy53o/s1600/IMG_1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EKhHRZ6Labw/TjrC694towI/AAAAAAAAGcc/a5axlcDy53o/s200/IMG_1349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637032201908232962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e2VG_rXw35Q/TjrC8FedfbI/AAAAAAAAGc8/-F4Jgz_S2QM/s1600/IMG_1367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e2VG_rXw35Q/TjrC8FedfbI/AAAAAAAAGc8/-F4Jgz_S2QM/s200/IMG_1367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637032221125475762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6bwujue0A7s/Tjq_ocf5MhI/AAAAAAAAGcM/5gLvKqUoZtc/s1600/IMG_1344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6bwujue0A7s/Tjq_ocf5MhI/AAAAAAAAGcM/5gLvKqUoZtc/s200/IMG_1344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637028585173234194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PsiAUkvk9Ls/Tjq_oP_CVAI/AAAAAAAAGcE/m6sz0T3gad0/s1600/IMG_1343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PsiAUkvk9Ls/Tjq_oP_CVAI/AAAAAAAAGcE/m6sz0T3gad0/s200/IMG_1343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637028581814195202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My explorer pose or my Captain Morgan pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--S4WfZQJJEA/Tjq_n23LYOI/AAAAAAAAGb8/KBc2DAAwyNo/s1600/IMG_1341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--S4WfZQJJEA/Tjq_n23LYOI/AAAAAAAAGb8/KBc2DAAwyNo/s200/IMG_1341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637028575070347490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The great-grandkids with Grandad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pdIJXGxKpHc/Tjq_ngSMyqI/AAAAAAAAGb0/ZH50GRzPpkE/s1600/IMG_1339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pdIJXGxKpHc/Tjq_ngSMyqI/AAAAAAAAGb0/ZH50GRzPpkE/s200/IMG_1339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637028569009670818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_PXGWpIeve4/Tjq_onUOWiI/AAAAAAAAGcU/I6rLfQUQiCU/s1600/IMG_1346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_PXGWpIeve4/Tjq_onUOWiI/AAAAAAAAGcU/I6rLfQUQiCU/s200/IMG_1346.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637028588077079074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qw01Aaam_XQ/Tjq2p_DvxMI/AAAAAAAAGbk/tELNLVufXsI/s1600/IMG_1337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qw01Aaam_XQ/Tjq2p_DvxMI/AAAAAAAAGbk/tELNLVufXsI/s200/IMG_1337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637018716025636034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rzYKEZQHiYk/Tjq2pg3D5jI/AAAAAAAAGbc/fbBiwVC49Cs/s1600/IMG_1336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rzYKEZQHiYk/Tjq2pg3D5jI/AAAAAAAAGbc/fbBiwVC49Cs/s200/IMG_1336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637018707919365682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Megan's Hallelujah pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VtvGlnQrapw/Tjq2pRf4y2I/AAAAAAAAGbU/Mf9HcH8Wp_w/s1600/IMG_1331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VtvGlnQrapw/Tjq2pRf4y2I/AAAAAAAAGbU/Mf9HcH8Wp_w/s200/IMG_1331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637018703795637090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XUDS-dbIjHM/Tjq2pNjDnqI/AAAAAAAAGbM/3oANi2izp6U/s1600/IMG_1329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XUDS-dbIjHM/Tjq2pNjDnqI/AAAAAAAAGbM/3oANi2izp6U/s200/IMG_1329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637018702735187618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yHYn00vG5zc/Tjq2qFYJv6I/AAAAAAAAGbs/H9KL2ae3k10/s1600/IMG_1338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yHYn00vG5zc/Tjq2qFYJv6I/AAAAAAAAGbs/H9KL2ae3k10/s200/IMG_1338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637018717721837474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went on the Emerald Pools trail. Next time we go it will be the Narrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5wdX6kv7k0U/Tjq08B7cy_I/AAAAAAAAGa8/fqwadLWt_z4/s1600/IMG_1321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5wdX6kv7k0U/Tjq08B7cy_I/AAAAAAAAGa8/fqwadLWt_z4/s200/IMG_1321.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637016827010534386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you look close, Uncle Mark is on a rock on the other side of the canyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NTGWzflEMik/Tjq0ZC-1-rI/AAAAAAAAGas/0i-IsDHnWD4/s1600/IMG_1319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NTGWzflEMik/Tjq0ZC-1-rI/AAAAAAAAGas/0i-IsDHnWD4/s200/IMG_1319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637016225997781682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bnqvo1jbWUY/Tjq0Y7HoAhI/AAAAAAAAGak/KmRzfBZoBKc/s1600/IMG_1318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bnqvo1jbWUY/Tjq0Y7HoAhI/AAAAAAAAGak/KmRzfBZoBKc/s200/IMG_1318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637016223887131154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PryCgW-C84o/Tjq0ZTC-8AI/AAAAAAAAGa0/NzIQ41e_zIU/s1600/IMG_1320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PryCgW-C84o/Tjq0ZTC-8AI/AAAAAAAAGa0/NzIQ41e_zIU/s200/IMG_1320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637016230310113282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking from Lazy Daisy Cottage to 15 on Main Cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFpUKu2fxtM/Tjqyv9igKYI/AAAAAAAAGaU/LOzSKcC5a9g/s1600/IMG_1296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFpUKu2fxtM/Tjqyv9igKYI/AAAAAAAAGaU/LOzSKcC5a9g/s200/IMG_1296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637014420650469762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ifxduYbynx8/TjqyvbS5MAI/AAAAAAAAGaM/2hMCZtNMZlg/s1600/IMG_1295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ifxduYbynx8/TjqyvbS5MAI/AAAAAAAAGaM/2hMCZtNMZlg/s200/IMG_1295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637014411458195458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c2jFM6c3vBM/TjqyvDwJ6bI/AAAAAAAAGaE/w0TN4tKDU-Y/s1600/IMG_1294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c2jFM6c3vBM/TjqyvDwJ6bI/AAAAAAAAGaE/w0TN4tKDU-Y/s200/IMG_1294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637014405138475442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n3oBuLzHQUo/Tjqyu9tXl8I/AAAAAAAAGZ8/5l-1h7avZoI/s1600/IMG_1292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n3oBuLzHQUo/Tjqyu9tXl8I/AAAAAAAAGZ8/5l-1h7avZoI/s200/IMG_1292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637014403516176322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jIcswviD0q8/TjqywPuGaMI/AAAAAAAAGac/y3dXUkrZUsk/s1600/IMG_1286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jIcswviD0q8/TjqywPuGaMI/AAAAAAAAGac/y3dXUkrZUsk/s200/IMG_1286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637014425530951874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logan in Zion's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WuBpO1b3Px0/TjnMCfZlAaI/AAAAAAAAGZs/W0XaeFE4C0Q/s1600/IMG_1311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WuBpO1b3Px0/TjnMCfZlAaI/AAAAAAAAGZs/W0XaeFE4C0Q/s200/IMG_1311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636760751791473058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hyz1R1ghxKA/TjnMCGPjG8I/AAAAAAAAGZk/N6um9Vk7CjI/s1600/IMG_1310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hyz1R1ghxKA/TjnMCGPjG8I/AAAAAAAAGZk/N6um9Vk7CjI/s200/IMG_1310.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636760745038519234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-60ptCOfw7I0/TjnMBo3yCDI/AAAAAAAAGZc/Rr2SYQGIYQQ/s1600/IMG_1308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-60ptCOfw7I0/TjnMBo3yCDI/AAAAAAAAGZc/Rr2SYQGIYQQ/s200/IMG_1308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636760737154205746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f-R7M4GoXhg/TjnMBS0f66I/AAAAAAAAGZU/uD6WvGTrku0/s1600/IMG_1343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f-R7M4GoXhg/TjnMBS0f66I/AAAAAAAAGZU/uD6WvGTrku0/s200/IMG_1343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636760731234855842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klX-UlyQIsk/TjnMCo0TUlI/AAAAAAAAGZ0/H2z49rlr7S8/s1600/IMG_1312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klX-UlyQIsk/TjnMCo0TUlI/AAAAAAAAGZ0/H2z49rlr7S8/s200/IMG_1312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636760754319479378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lLWFxoNL79U/TjmYdJq9rqI/AAAAAAAAGZE/VUnuqtwTook/s1600/IMG_1287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lLWFxoNL79U/TjmYdJq9rqI/AAAAAAAAGZE/VUnuqtwTook/s200/IMG_1287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636704035210636962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before the trip with Grams and Grandpa visiting with their new iPad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mcJxXMsQrGM/TjmYcz0VCcI/AAAAAAAAGY8/AdQw8jTBWXA/s1600/IMG_1282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mcJxXMsQrGM/TjmYcz0VCcI/AAAAAAAAGY8/AdQw8jTBWXA/s200/IMG_1282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636704029344336322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iu_cO_-rjpA/TjmYciSLquI/AAAAAAAAGY0/Uub5r0jaE-4/s1600/IMG_1278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iu_cO_-rjpA/TjmYciSLquI/AAAAAAAAGY0/Uub5r0jaE-4/s200/IMG_1278.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636704024637713122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam LOVES silly hats and he was carrying a clean diaper around so I strapped it on his head. He loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qxe1CDOYppA/TjmYcUTAP2I/AAAAAAAAGYs/4yEEmQnxuTk/s1600/IMG_1268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qxe1CDOYppA/TjmYcUTAP2I/AAAAAAAAGYs/4yEEmQnxuTk/s200/IMG_1268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636704020883062626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reading historical plaques. We had so much fun at the reunion. We're hoping maybe in another 18 mos or so. Montana, Oregon, AZ or CA. Who knows? Family is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jsWz1ZldqhM/TjmYdZYU8uI/AAAAAAAAGZM/EfX4ucv5Lcs/s1600/IMG_1289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jsWz1ZldqhM/TjmYdZYU8uI/AAAAAAAAGZM/EfX4ucv5Lcs/s200/IMG_1289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636704039427437282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-612905852385287761?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/612905852385287761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=612905852385287761' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/612905852385287761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/612905852385287761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/08/st-george-part.html' title='St George Part'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/-3-R5YqFPn84/TjrI3i-8EnI/AAAAAAAAGe8/VwLPUBLRnpI/s72-c/IMG_1395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-1352165716879719973</id><published>2011-07-17T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T09:02:02.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Canada Trip</title><content type='html'>We left for a 3 week Canada trip...umm...3 weeks ago thereby leaving poor hubsters all alone! We went for some serious one on one therapy for Little Man #1 and some attention for Little Man #2 and we had a blast. Jackson can now do stairs alternating steps. Side-stepping and tiptopes are a little harder. We're working on names with Jackson. He knows his own name and can figure out the names of most other things. Both he and Sam LOVE Winnie the Pooh. We'll have to go see the new movie. Anyway, here are a LOT of pictures from the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bPQbwTflWcg/ThaB2EtV-7I/AAAAAAAAKe8/Hjo-04qe8Gg/s1600/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bPQbwTflWcg/ThaB2EtV-7I/AAAAAAAAKe8/Hjo-04qe8Gg/s400/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626827550422858674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jackson's favorite game: Hide, Hide, Hide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1zTG_3guwoc/ThaBpLHKLkI/AAAAAAAAKe0/NFxmfLAmH9A/s1600/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1zTG_3guwoc/ThaBpLHKLkI/AAAAAAAAKe0/NFxmfLAmH9A/s400/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B273.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626827328803450434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam loves music, dancing. His fav songs are Choo, Choo, Choo and Boo! Especially when sung by Grams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcRXvGk0kto/ThaBg90wrWI/AAAAAAAAKes/1BqNGfvN2zc/s1600/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcRXvGk0kto/ThaBg90wrWI/AAAAAAAAKes/1BqNGfvN2zc/s400/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626827187797667170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w0pGIWWWi9E/ThaBca4WLcI/AAAAAAAAKek/-KhJBVKP3Fc/s1600/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w0pGIWWWi9E/ThaBca4WLcI/AAAAAAAAKek/-KhJBVKP3Fc/s400/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626827109697990082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bvBNBeS41A4/ThaBM9DXaeI/AAAAAAAAKec/mR_IYMpGk2A/s1600/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B252.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bvBNBeS41A4/ThaBM9DXaeI/AAAAAAAAKec/mR_IYMpGk2A/s1600/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bvBNBeS41A4/ThaBM9DXaeI/AAAAAAAAKec/mR_IYMpGk2A/s400/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B252.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626826843993106914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Placemat Series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XfFoJsdEHeU/ThaDUWaG4HI/AAAAAAAAKfc/UVYkafBePiU/s1600/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XfFoJsdEHeU/ThaDUWaG4HI/AAAAAAAAKfc/UVYkafBePiU/s400/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B353.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626829170081718386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bZkNES-3fpI/ThaDCLsdnUI/AAAAAAAAKfU/GqVVrhdP7BA/s1600/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bZkNES-3fpI/ThaDCLsdnUI/AAAAAAAAKfU/GqVVrhdP7BA/s400/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626828857968270658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bjAxnN9Qqys/ThaCuquIgSI/AAAAAAAAKfM/JffzpAnJc1E/s1600/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bjAxnN9Qqys/ThaCuquIgSI/AAAAAAAAKfM/JffzpAnJc1E/s400/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B348.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626828522699391266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jUmTGPajqIY/ThaCW4zHPHI/AAAAAAAAKfE/THKn1BEhe24/s1600/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jUmTGPajqIY/ThaCW4zHPHI/AAAAAAAAKfE/THKn1BEhe24/s400/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B347.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626828114161515634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterfield Acres is a sprawling farm that seems pellmell placed higgidy-piggidy all over the hill. It's a giant farm-zoo with emus, rabbits, cows, yaks, goats, chickens, donkeys, tractors, and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xASpMBHDzdE/ThaFKPt1jQI/AAAAAAAAKgc/qk3mkcPd7wk/s1600/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xASpMBHDzdE/ThaFKPt1jQI/AAAAAAAAKgc/qk3mkcPd7wk/s400/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626831195509984514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kc9uuEfQVw0/ThaExZji2MI/AAAAAAAAKgU/SqmmED9PrVw/s1600/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kc9uuEfQVw0/ThaExZji2MI/AAAAAAAAKgU/SqmmED9PrVw/s400/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B436.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626830768654440642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's my 93 or 94 year-old Great-grandma (GG) for short milking a goat. She said that cows were easier. We all got a chance. I'll have to milk a cow for something to compare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MYhlsW1aJks/ThaEpj74AII/AAAAAAAAKgM/xDiBZWyJ5-c/s1600/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MYhlsW1aJks/ThaEpj74AII/AAAAAAAAKgM/xDiBZWyJ5-c/s400/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B435.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626830634001891458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam was attacked by the sheep and pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vEC9JkSZgvw/ThaEeJXUxdI/AAAAAAAAKgE/2i7DtDWquXg/s1600/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vEC9JkSZgvw/ThaEeJXUxdI/AAAAAAAAKgE/2i7DtDWquXg/s400/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626830437890704850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L8znxuksgSs/ThaEQWGrqII/AAAAAAAAKf8/wfRCOGaROcA/s1600/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L8znxuksgSs/ThaEQWGrqII/AAAAAAAAKf8/wfRCOGaROcA/s400/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626830200792393858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3jSTAT6Msck/ThaEKR5z0wI/AAAAAAAAKf0/t_rTWs2wfAw/s1600/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3jSTAT6Msck/ThaEKR5z0wI/AAAAAAAAKf0/t_rTWs2wfAw/s400/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B396.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626830096585446146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OYA5YnZufcs/ThaD9W3vU8I/AAAAAAAAKfs/BI-gIVKIHKo/s1600/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OYA5YnZufcs/ThaD9W3vU8I/AAAAAAAAKfs/BI-gIVKIHKo/s400/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B384.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626829874580640706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y3ukdN6ZFoE/ThaDvKNrLxI/AAAAAAAAKfk/hZt0f-47eBo/s1600/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y3ukdN6ZFoE/ThaDvKNrLxI/AAAAAAAAKfk/hZt0f-47eBo/s400/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B378.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626829630664814354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week at Nana and Grandad's. That music box is very special to me because it's what first motivated Jackson to start talking at Christmas and if it hadn't been for Dani, it never would have happened. Thanks to Nana for buying it in the first place and Dani for playing with Jackson.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZDaN2Ssob4/Th4Zts-OkiI/AAAAAAAACYk/Pml_zHXYpCg/s1600/IMG_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628964857216668194" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZDaN2Ssob4/Th4Zts-OkiI/AAAAAAAACYk/Pml_zHXYpCg/s320/IMG_0176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Dani and Uncle Mark. I sure hope Mark doesn't mind us calling him a cowboy because it was one of the easiest ways I could think of to describe him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNJmqMp_a-s/Th4ZViK7nEI/AAAAAAAACYc/ep7GlTzyBK4/s1600/IMG_0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628964442000301122" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNJmqMp_a-s/Th4ZViK7nEI/AAAAAAAACYc/ep7GlTzyBK4/s320/IMG_0230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you can't see is an animatronic Christmas dog singing "You Make Me Wanna Shout Merry Christmas". :) Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avFYFfyZvCw/Th4Ysy7k1kI/AAAAAAAACYU/obdcv00U8VI/s1600/IMG_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628963742124660290" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avFYFfyZvCw/Th4Ysy7k1kI/AAAAAAAACYU/obdcv00U8VI/s320/IMG_0240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6kQSeVDthwo/Th4YRKYaTzI/AAAAAAAACYM/OIJZG_GxkXo/s1600/IMG_0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628963267383283506" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6kQSeVDthwo/Th4YRKYaTzI/AAAAAAAACYM/OIJZG_GxkXo/s320/IMG_0250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0BrExjrTNUQ/Th4XrpKyhDI/AAAAAAAACYE/K2pCOyz8ZsE/s1600/IMG_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628962622812619826" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0BrExjrTNUQ/Th4XrpKyhDI/AAAAAAAACYE/K2pCOyz8ZsE/s320/IMG_0274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FPXKGk4xT_w/Th4XOs7JuEI/AAAAAAAACX8/sEjl9PiXZ6o/s1600/IMG_0280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628962125604567106" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FPXKGk4xT_w/Th4XOs7JuEI/AAAAAAAACX8/sEjl9PiXZ6o/s320/IMG_0280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our thrift store finds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GBi2fSqYV-M/Th4WwWIzp8I/AAAAAAAACX0/jm1mzOiD_7w/s1600/IMG_0304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628961604091750338" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GBi2fSqYV-M/Th4WwWIzp8I/AAAAAAAACX0/jm1mzOiD_7w/s320/IMG_0304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our ancient SEGA Pico Winnie the Pooh game. I remember spending a long time on this thing and Grams saved it. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-94FPnk7ENmk/Th4WMeHoA2I/AAAAAAAACXs/atbySUouKsE/s1600/IMG_0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628960987758986082" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-94FPnk7ENmk/Th4WMeHoA2I/AAAAAAAACXs/atbySUouKsE/s320/IMG_0332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Butterfield Acres part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aT6wrtlIs9k/Th4VtWzJt1I/AAAAAAAACXk/jOEFDxaczF0/s1600/IMG_0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628960453218121554" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aT6wrtlIs9k/Th4VtWzJt1I/AAAAAAAACXk/jOEFDxaczF0/s320/IMG_0362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson LOVED the duck pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-os_hyayRw-Q/Th4VK0AG96I/AAAAAAAACXc/7kn4UTCbUjU/s1600/IMG_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628959859761674146" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-os_hyayRw-Q/Th4VK0AG96I/AAAAAAAACXc/7kn4UTCbUjU/s320/IMG_0368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v0ICAXukdds/Th4UqgVILfI/AAAAAAAACXU/MFkE4HF-qEg/s1600/IMG_0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628959304725310962" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v0ICAXukdds/Th4UqgVILfI/AAAAAAAACXU/MFkE4HF-qEg/s320/IMG_0386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flying kites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0nznAvroUCk/Th4KuVkI4AI/AAAAAAAACXM/I5ZfpMW-vjM/s1600/DSC05003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628948375438680066" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0nznAvroUCk/Th4KuVkI4AI/AAAAAAAACXM/I5ZfpMW-vjM/s320/DSC05003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NYaGpNYFfVE/Th4KR7yeVjI/AAAAAAAACXE/5q13zHUbbvk/s1600/DSC05016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628947887483147826" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NYaGpNYFfVE/Th4KR7yeVjI/AAAAAAAACXE/5q13zHUbbvk/s320/DSC05016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mk9c6G65pZo/Th4JYZ-UD-I/AAAAAAAACW0/1hjeKrbs3xM/s1600/DSC05040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628946899153457122" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mk9c6G65pZo/Th4JYZ-UD-I/AAAAAAAACW0/1hjeKrbs3xM/s320/DSC05040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Aunt Dani's sister-in-law's acreage. Dani introduced the horses: Skip, Hollywood, and Ranger. Jackson kept saying, "Buzz Lightyear, Buzz Lightyear." I couldn't figure it out and then it dawned on me! Ranger, and Buzz is a Space Ranger. Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uzpa6bRhKIE/Th4GltinN_I/AAAAAAAACWs/SvaMGs7Vj4s/s1600/IMG_1253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628943829209397234" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uzpa6bRhKIE/Th4GltinN_I/AAAAAAAACWs/SvaMGs7Vj4s/s320/IMG_1253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sam, when asked to give the horses a hug leaned his whole body on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFoHDwKI6bU/Th4GG1HRs5I/AAAAAAAACWk/9fpKXM5PmmA/s1600/IMG_1248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628943298666279826" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFoHDwKI6bU/Th4GG1HRs5I/AAAAAAAACWk/9fpKXM5PmmA/s320/IMG_1248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oQ08JfcxvRQ/Th4Ft2V7IvI/AAAAAAAACWc/liodvQoqIEE/s1600/IMG_1258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628942869499421426" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oQ08JfcxvRQ/Th4Ft2V7IvI/AAAAAAAACWc/liodvQoqIEE/s320/IMG_1258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--kqr86boTA4/Th4EvmWHMTI/AAAAAAAACWM/tsVGFxRs7so/s1600/IMG_1261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628941800053354802" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--kqr86boTA4/Th4EvmWHMTI/AAAAAAAACWM/tsVGFxRs7so/s320/IMG_1261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wN_twAo6Hro/Th4EZepSMcI/AAAAAAAACWE/tmyAXHmpKqI/s1600/IMG_1256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628941420029161922" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wN_twAo6Hro/Th4EZepSMcI/AAAAAAAACWE/tmyAXHmpKqI/s320/IMG_1256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandad's newest acquisition: an iPad 2. It was a toss up to see who used it more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NV7ckp6ySGQ/Th4DYP4nYII/AAAAAAAACV8/CWBW-BL7g5A/s1600/IMG_0466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628940299375435906" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NV7ckp6ySGQ/Th4DYP4nYII/AAAAAAAACV8/CWBW-BL7g5A/s320/IMG_0466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--RUfc_H5eIU/Th4C2llyAEI/AAAAAAAACV0/Wo9ZvWvdifo/s1600/IMG_0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628939721086468162" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--RUfc_H5eIU/Th4C2llyAEI/AAAAAAAACV0/Wo9ZvWvdifo/s320/IMG_0479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-72_b5tynUxY/Th4CcT8VKoI/AAAAAAAACVs/qEmnIvB-dTc/s1600/IMG_0481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628939269672610434" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-72_b5tynUxY/Th4CcT8VKoI/AAAAAAAACVs/qEmnIvB-dTc/s320/IMG_0481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2r2SpyIJHU8/Th4CAoAu7nI/AAAAAAAACVk/TmUBGFs1iy8/s1600/IMG_0488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628938794023448178" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2r2SpyIJHU8/Th4CAoAu7nI/AAAAAAAACVk/TmUBGFs1iy8/s320/IMG_0488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KKx2HZKGSPA/Th4BalWTq9I/AAAAAAAACVc/UWlKEwgUMqU/s1600/IMG_0487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628938140473600978" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KKx2HZKGSPA/Th4BalWTq9I/AAAAAAAACVc/UWlKEwgUMqU/s320/IMG_0487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stampede fun. Hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gCKfGT1hiYw/Th4AFRw31EI/AAAAAAAACVM/0ATiS3eNhrw/s1600/IMG_0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628936674927432770" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gCKfGT1hiYw/Th4AFRw31EI/AAAAAAAACVM/0ATiS3eNhrw/s320/IMG_0500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1EL6Fi1Tc0g/Th3_sYRXjkI/AAAAAAAACVE/ZxMqUreRa6Y/s1600/IMG_0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628936247177612866" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1EL6Fi1Tc0g/Th3_sYRXjkI/AAAAAAAACVE/ZxMqUreRa6Y/s320/IMG_0501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HdLe_xDYZtI/Th3_Vurk01I/AAAAAAAACU8/ysGnq1uI5To/s1600/IMG_0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628935858056123218" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HdLe_xDYZtI/Th3_Vurk01I/AAAAAAAACU8/ysGnq1uI5To/s320/IMG_0509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just hanging out at the exhibits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MdQVRbgn6wk/Th39h1oCZpI/AAAAAAAACUs/IinAptXqxTw/s1600/IMG_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628933867055507090" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MdQVRbgn6wk/Th39h1oCZpI/AAAAAAAACUs/IinAptXqxTw/s320/IMG_0537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the rodeo. We didn't stay for the whole time. Dani, Mark, me, Annelisa and Jack-Jack. Jackson is covering his ears because Mark scared him a couple of minutes ago with a "yee-haw!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k3ONF0Upen0/Th380gbr46I/AAAAAAAACUk/5hMXReOReWA/s1600/IMG_0547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628933088272442274" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k3ONF0Upen0/Th380gbr46I/AAAAAAAACUk/5hMXReOReWA/s320/IMG_0547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandad and Nana's surprise tent purchase. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ddbvVTs9yvM/Th38dFtjRgI/AAAAAAAACUc/i5bCdVyXjWM/s1600/IMG_0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628932685962626562" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ddbvVTs9yvM/Th38dFtjRgI/AAAAAAAACUc/i5bCdVyXjWM/s320/IMG_0569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TWOoXg4OUWM/Th36SYFJ8hI/AAAAAAAACUM/S2KyM4iyvig/s1600/IMG_0567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628930302891651602" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TWOoXg4OUWM/Th36SYFJ8hI/AAAAAAAACUM/S2KyM4iyvig/s320/IMG_0567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fd33csIhVc0/Th35qhq5XpI/AAAAAAAACUE/bho09LBD1gE/s1600/IMG_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628929618271100562" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fd33csIhVc0/Th35qhq5XpI/AAAAAAAACUE/bho09LBD1gE/s320/IMG_0579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's our trip! Whew! Fun, but glad to be home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3163079542737882723-1352165716879719973?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/1352165716879719973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=1352165716879719973' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/1352165716879719973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/1352165716879719973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-canada-trip.html' title='Our Canada Trip'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/-bPQbwTflWcg/ThaB2EtV-7I/AAAAAAAAKe8/Hjo-04qe8Gg/s72-c/Bryce%2527s%2Bcamera%2B-needs%2Bsorting%2BJuly%2B2011%2B317.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-4047566946811325748</id><published>2011-07-08T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T11:38:24.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously,</title><content type='html'>I cannot get enough of these two!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xDSW7XsuofE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-4047566946811325748?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/4047566946811325748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=4047566946811325748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/4047566946811325748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/4047566946811325748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/07/seriously.html' title='Seriously,'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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://img.youtube.com/vi/xDSW7XsuofE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-2436619119755719712</id><published>2011-06-18T21:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T21:50:29.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Than the First Time</title><content type='html'>Feeding Sam chocolate ice cream after Jackson had his fill in a moving car driven by Colby while I reach behind the passenger seat and over the car seat trying to find his mouth looks something like this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Arx_D-TJlE/Tf1_oeRzlXI/AAAAAAAAGYk/rG2CNd5U9K4/s1600/IMG_0886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Arx_D-TJlE/Tf1_oeRzlXI/AAAAAAAAGYk/rG2CNd5U9K4/s200/IMG_0886.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619788243327489394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post pics of our first attempt later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-2436619119755719712?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/2436619119755719712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=2436619119755719712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2436619119755719712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2436619119755719712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/06/better-than-first-time.html' title='Better Than the First Time'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/--Arx_D-TJlE/Tf1_oeRzlXI/AAAAAAAAGYk/rG2CNd5U9K4/s72-c/IMG_0886.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-592900381879257635</id><published>2011-06-17T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T09:35:49.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So You Think You Can Dance?</title><content type='html'>I LOVE this show. I don't really go in for reality shows, but this one is positive and arguably cultural. This is a contemporary dance by a couple of the contestants that had people in tears. I get chills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qobw4zVtj9Y" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-592900381879257635?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/592900381879257635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=592900381879257635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/592900381879257635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/592900381879257635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-you-think-you-can-dance.html' title='So You Think You Can Dance?'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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://img.youtube.com/vi/qobw4zVtj9Y/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-8615910996166225119</id><published>2011-06-12T18:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T18:55:17.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little Blurb</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been a while since I've posted. Since that time, I've baked cupcakes  (Brown Sugar Pound Cake with Brown Butter Glaze, Cornmeal and Blackberry muffins, and Applesauce Spice Cupcakes with Brown Sugar Cream Cheese frosting and Ginger and Molasses cupcakes with whip cream frosting), ordered the Tula Pink Indigo fabric, finished a baby sling and cut out a pattern for a skirt which will be sewn tomorrow night.&lt;div&gt;Colby is still waiting the results of his board exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sam is WALKING and working on picking up speed. He's got the silliest smile and has his own opinion on many things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jackson is jumping, climbing and TALKING, TALKING TALKING! He's so loud in church and he knows he's supposed to be quiet, but I feel like I can't get too mad at him because he's TALKING. Just to think that at Christmas he was working on saying a word consistently!!! Wow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are blessed. I've realized that the time that we have with kids, while they are kids, is SO SHORT! It's a blink. Not very long at all. I need to really cherish the time I have with them. Jackson is so big and Sam is already a year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love those guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. I got my hair cut and Colby said it looks like the movie poster for Pulp Fiction. I take that as a compliment. Uma Thurman? Could be worse!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-8615910996166225119?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/8615910996166225119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=8615910996166225119' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/8615910996166225119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/8615910996166225119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-blurb.html' title='A little Blurb'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-8099796953931574548</id><published>2011-05-29T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T18:37:56.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a Quilter</title><content type='html'>..but I wish I was.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much of a quilter; although, now that I think about it, I have made two or three. One was for a dear friend and it was all squares that somehow ended up crooked and the other I didn't even finish because I ended up in the emergency room over it. Long story. Ask my sis. I'm more of a sewer, I'm finding. I've made Jack baby about3-4 pants/shorts and myself about 2-3 skirts and embellished several more shirts. It's fun. Anyway, I've been perusing the vintage patterns for something to sew as well as my fav craft blogs when I stumbled on a post about the International Quilters Market held in good old SLC. I followed a couple of links and then fell IN LOVE with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tulapink.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/neptune_navy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 400px;" src="http://tulapink.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/neptune_navy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tulapink.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/PrinceCharming_Olive02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://tulapink.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/PrinceCharming_Olive02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the indigo version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tulapink.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/PrinceCharming_Indigo02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://tulapink.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/PrinceCharming_Indigo02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the honey shade:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tulapink.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/PrinceCharming_Honey02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 330px;" src="http://tulapink.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/PrinceCharming_Honey02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the varying shades of Parisville:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tulapink.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/parisville_mist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 475px;" src="http://tulapink.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/parisville_mist.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S NOT TO LOVE?!! It's my new favorite designer &lt;a href="http://tulapink.com/"&gt;Tula Pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the name is adorable! You've probably heard of Amy Butler and honestly, I've never really seen the hype. I do like the colors, but this fabric seems smarter. If you can believe that a fabric has a level of intelligence. In any case. This I LUUURVE. I wish I had money to quilt one from each collection: Parisville, Prince Charming and Neptune. None of these quite your style? She's got other fabulous patterns featuring woodland creatures and marvelous repeating hidden patterns. Sigh. To dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-8099796953931574548?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/8099796953931574548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=8099796953931574548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/8099796953931574548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/8099796953931574548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/05/not-quilter.html' title='Not a Quilter'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-8957661558077071359</id><published>2011-05-24T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T12:48:02.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What We've Been Up To.</title><content type='html'>Martha's Meyer Lemon Cupcakes. They are filled with lemon curd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ujpWWvhtSgE/TdwKARJYNiI/AAAAAAAAGXw/0WkJmwwYHfw/s1600/IMG_1151.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ujpWWvhtSgE/TdwKARJYNiI/AAAAAAAAGXw/0WkJmwwYHfw/s200/IMG_1151.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610370235515811362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam really likes sitting in the toppled kitchen. I've found him in there 3 times today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lwd9MMHFtRI/TdwKAGovcFI/AAAAAAAAGXo/2AzjU-Sl9sU/s1600/IMG_1150.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lwd9MMHFtRI/TdwKAGovcFI/AAAAAAAAGXo/2AzjU-Sl9sU/s200/IMG_1150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610370232694566994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kim and the boys reading a Percy book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-41vJIhTOp_M/TdwJ_riqGvI/AAAAAAAAGXg/TsSg9hI0Eq8/s1600/IMG_1147.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-41vJIhTOp_M/TdwJ_riqGvI/AAAAAAAAGXg/TsSg9hI0Eq8/s200/IMG_1147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610370225421294322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MXMX3_plAOA/TdwJ_aF6D7I/AAAAAAAAGXY/6TX9KoQNEu8/s1600/IMG_1143.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MXMX3_plAOA/TdwJ_aF6D7I/AAAAAAAAGXY/6TX9KoQNEu8/s200/IMG_1143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610370220737302450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prepping for a flash again. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mdko4lvbYRM/TdwJ-slEp2I/AAAAAAAAGXQ/aInwMEaQDxM/s1600/IMG_1135.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mdko4lvbYRM/TdwJ-slEp2I/AAAAAAAAGXQ/aInwMEaQDxM/s200/IMG_1135.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610370208519989090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson is here in his new Thomas the Train shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xGnEUmN6K7w/TdwBgRqkh2I/AAAAAAAAGXI/8E7jcbr1MaQ/s1600/IMG_1131.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xGnEUmN6K7w/TdwBgRqkh2I/AAAAAAAAGXI/8E7jcbr1MaQ/s200/IMG_1131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610360889806194530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here he is eating a banana for the first time EVER! and saying banana while eating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KdyaLmDvqLw/TdwBf0o540I/AAAAAAAAGXA/mwyz_B0B_34/s1600/IMG_1128.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KdyaLmDvqLw/TdwBf0o540I/AAAAAAAAGXA/mwyz_B0B_34/s200/IMG_1128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610360882014577474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam was prepping for the flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--WXB55fP-7M/TdwBfqa4XXI/AAAAAAAAGW4/-32-pdpTUvU/s1600/IMG_1126.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--WXB55fP-7M/TdwBfqa4XXI/AAAAAAAAGW4/-32-pdpTUvU/s200/IMG_1126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610360879271402866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jackson's party. Chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vl4R3IltNjw/TdwBfADuQJI/AAAAAAAAGWw/j5qDUz0DJcA/s1600/IMG_1117.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vl4R3IltNjw/TdwBfADuQJI/AAAAAAAAGWw/j5qDUz0DJcA/s200/IMG_1117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610360867899981970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam  is lounging on our bed with Jackson's birthday balloon. Silly boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MbE7j34e-NY/TdwBesom0YI/AAAAAAAAGWo/tqkG2qijpRw/s1600/IMG_1112.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MbE7j34e-NY/TdwBesom0YI/AAAAAAAAGWo/tqkG2qijpRw/s200/IMG_1112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610360862685974914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-8957661558077071359?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/8957661558077071359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=8957661558077071359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/8957661558077071359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/8957661558077071359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-weve-been-up-to.html' title='What We&apos;ve Been Up To.'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/-ujpWWvhtSgE/TdwKARJYNiI/AAAAAAAAGXw/0WkJmwwYHfw/s72-c/IMG_1151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-1458483397404434326</id><published>2011-05-15T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T18:42:11.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson</title><content type='html'>We were carting around Joann's Fabric store and Jackson says, "I come in peace."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asks to have his window rolled down and sticks out his hand and says, "Bye, hand."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-1458483397404434326?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/1458483397404434326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=1458483397404434326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/1458483397404434326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/1458483397404434326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/05/jackson.html' title='Jackson'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-7149628583542909335</id><published>2011-05-12T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:49:23.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Explosion</title><content type='html'>So, Colby takes the computer in the evening, which is fine, because I have other things to keep me occupied. But, that's when I usually do my blogging so posts have been short and mostly pics or FB-style quick jots. We've also had so much going on. I'll post more on Jackson's progress and Sam's silliness soon. I hope you'll be content with all the pics until then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-7149628583542909335?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/7149628583542909335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=7149628583542909335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7149628583542909335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7149628583542909335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/05/post-explosion.html' title='Post Explosion'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-8355844200296996603</id><published>2011-05-12T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:49:24.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Post Is Backwards</title><content type='html'>I can never figure out how to upload a group of pictures in the correct order so if you want a mostly chronological order to pictures, start at the bottom because the bottom most picture is us entering the park. It was an impromptu visit with our buddies the Stirlands and it was a good test run for traveling by myself. I can do it. Jackson was fantastic and didn't run away at all. Sam was the biggest problem because he was slung to my hip. He started blowing raspberries on my arm, hitting me on the face, monkey climbing up my hips, and leaning all the way back in his sling. Silly boy. We had so much fun! At one point I took Addie so Rae could feed Holden his bottle. I had 3 kids under 3. We went on Snow White and the boat ride again. Everyone must have thought I was CRAZY, but they were all fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KunSoeHK0-U/TcwSDieR4LI/AAAAAAAAGWY/UpXRSkpP7jo/s1600/IMG_1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KunSoeHK0-U/TcwSDieR4LI/AAAAAAAAGWY/UpXRSkpP7jo/s200/IMG_1111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605875488172138674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is at the end of the day. We met Pluto and look at the boys' faces.  Jackson was excited until it was his turn and then he got really shy. Both Jackson and Sam rubbed his nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NUVrbqNJ7tw/TcwSDETSMVI/AAAAAAAAGWQ/Yq7TwSw-kDw/s1600/IMG_1091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NUVrbqNJ7tw/TcwSDETSMVI/AAAAAAAAGWQ/Yq7TwSw-kDw/s200/IMG_1091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605875480072958290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our friend Addie liked the novelty of Jackson's sit and stand stroller. She kept shoving him off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Q4CwYQ2kvw/TcwSC4ewPvI/AAAAAAAAGWI/jRGgBsUD1Fc/s1600/IMG_1088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Q4CwYQ2kvw/TcwSC4ewPvI/AAAAAAAAGWI/jRGgBsUD1Fc/s200/IMG_1088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605875476899839730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jesse and Woody stopped by baby Holden's stroller. Addie, his big sis was sooo excited they were paying attn to Holden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_qwihsml3M/TcwSD745h_I/AAAAAAAAGWg/GNy0VZPqFBY/s1600/IMG_1098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_qwihsml3M/TcwSD745h_I/AAAAAAAAGWg/GNy0VZPqFBY/s200/IMG_1098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605875494994675698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Jungle Cruise, Jackson's fav, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hR3PgkS2-xI/TcwQNCus62I/AAAAAAAAGV4/1QUof-MZsuU/s1600/IMG_1080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hR3PgkS2-xI/TcwQNCus62I/AAAAAAAAGV4/1QUof-MZsuU/s200/IMG_1080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605873452426521442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jackson hugging the goats' behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BC-EaASwvTQ/TcwQMnm-AOI/AAAAAAAAGVw/JkHRnC4OIvs/s1600/IMG_1078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BC-EaASwvTQ/TcwQMnm-AOI/AAAAAAAAGVw/JkHRnC4OIvs/s200/IMG_1078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605873445146329314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam on the merry-go-round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N3P_kOEdqPA/TcwQMVFPMjI/AAAAAAAAGVo/C1VaE-7Q2zA/s1600/IMG_1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N3P_kOEdqPA/TcwQMVFPMjI/AAAAAAAAGVo/C1VaE-7Q2zA/s200/IMG_1077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605873440173011506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jackson signing horse and me saying horse on the MGR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n3YeXfXcMgo/TcwQMIUmsRI/AAAAAAAAGVg/zWWS_FkAbao/s1600/IMG_1076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n3YeXfXcMgo/TcwQMIUmsRI/AAAAAAAAGVg/zWWS_FkAbao/s200/IMG_1076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605873436747804946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wxDiDg0XiNQ/TcwQNey3OgI/AAAAAAAAGWA/7HuLS5kBKrc/s1600/IMG_1081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wxDiDg0XiNQ/TcwQNey3OgI/AAAAAAAAGWA/7HuLS5kBKrc/s200/IMG_1081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605873459960166914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We came out of the goats' ranch just in time to meet the Round Up Gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iEm25YOJ2Mk/TcwO1dNHGmI/AAAAAAAAGVQ/i0JI1yBewXc/s1600/IMG_1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iEm25YOJ2Mk/TcwO1dNHGmI/AAAAAAAAGVQ/i0JI1yBewXc/s200/IMG_1071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605871947704900194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Storybookland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z_QP48XJzkA/TcwO09zj8wI/AAAAAAAAGVI/fp_RZwJAZJ0/s1600/IMG_1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z_QP48XJzkA/TcwO09zj8wI/AAAAAAAAGVI/fp_RZwJAZJ0/s200/IMG_1070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605871939276239618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our friends the Stirlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dM4_SOsZxMo/TcwO0pW-ZkI/AAAAAAAAGVA/QGrDwIeItc0/s1600/IMG_1068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dM4_SOsZxMo/TcwO0pW-ZkI/AAAAAAAAGVA/QGrDwIeItc0/s200/IMG_1068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605871933787629122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the park. Jackson loves the tunnel leading into the park with all the retro posters. Here's a new "retro" poster of Nemo. He always looks for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DGRI2-bReqw/TcwO0GYCCqI/AAAAAAAAGU4/BQEAFDSAUKw/s1600/IMG_1066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DGRI2-bReqw/TcwO0GYCCqI/AAAAAAAAGU4/BQEAFDSAUKw/s200/IMG_1066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605871924396821154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us on Peter Pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l-U5iTUDRgk/TcwO1rdZ9xI/AAAAAAAAGVY/COWXuUW5uOo/s1600/IMG_1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l-U5iTUDRgk/TcwO1rdZ9xI/AAAAAAAAGVY/COWXuUW5uOo/s200/IMG_1072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605871951531341586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-8355844200296996603?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/8355844200296996603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=8355844200296996603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/8355844200296996603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/8355844200296996603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-post-is-backwards.html' title='This Post Is Backwards'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/-KunSoeHK0-U/TcwSDieR4LI/AAAAAAAAGWY/UpXRSkpP7jo/s72-c/IMG_1111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-3514731926570456818</id><published>2011-05-12T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:49:23.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland with Kim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sEQCXU0wzs4/TcwM2nX4Z2I/AAAAAAAAGUo/kZfdqbsdvIo/s1600/IMG_1062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sEQCXU0wzs4/TcwM2nX4Z2I/AAAAAAAAGUo/kZfdqbsdvIo/s200/IMG_1062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605869768591042402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r78PtnnCCuk/TcwM22u2FAI/AAAAAAAAGUw/SfEfblknNH4/s1600/IMG_1064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r78PtnnCCuk/TcwM22u2FAI/AAAAAAAAGUw/SfEfblknNH4/s200/IMG_1064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605869772713890818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Jackson's Monstrous IEP we went to D-land and Colby got to come too! We had mint juleps in the shade and had so much fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-3514731926570456818?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/3514731926570456818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=3514731926570456818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/3514731926570456818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/3514731926570456818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/05/disneyland-with-kim.html' title='Disneyland with Kim'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/-sEQCXU0wzs4/TcwM2nX4Z2I/AAAAAAAAGUo/kZfdqbsdvIo/s72-c/IMG_1062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-3179472999092180050</id><published>2011-05-12T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:49:23.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annelisa's visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3P9_i1FBlA/TcwLF-URoAI/AAAAAAAAGUY/MS02oDS5YG0/s1600/IMG_1057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3P9_i1FBlA/TcwLF-URoAI/AAAAAAAAGUY/MS02oDS5YG0/s200/IMG_1057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605867833424715778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSQJ5_CGHuU/TcwLFQRZvuI/AAAAAAAAGUQ/nwL0L6sn6rY/s1600/IMG_1054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSQJ5_CGHuU/TcwLFQRZvuI/AAAAAAAAGUQ/nwL0L6sn6rY/s200/IMG_1054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605867821064634082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wwnwwF3d_OY/TcwLFNJ8ExI/AAAAAAAAGUI/cvgVqrLnGGM/s1600/IMG_1053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wwnwwF3d_OY/TcwLFNJ8ExI/AAAAAAAAGUI/cvgVqrLnGGM/s200/IMG_1053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605867820228023058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-br9zr92IIEY/TcwLE9OXRnI/AAAAAAAAGUA/Gnbsd6ka67g/s1600/IMG_1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-br9zr92IIEY/TcwLE9OXRnI/AAAAAAAAGUA/Gnbsd6ka67g/s200/IMG_1045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605867815951615602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V40A6U31OGY/TcwLGYess9I/AAAAAAAAGUg/8NU9lF-JO8s/s1600/IMG_1047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V40A6U31OGY/TcwLGYess9I/AAAAAAAAGUg/8NU9lF-JO8s/s200/IMG_1047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605867840447755218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took most of the pictures because the only pictures I have are her being here and then her leaving. It was fantastic to see her after so long! We had so much fun. She just was fresh of her Provo UT mission and she came out for a visit. Disneyland and SHOPPING ensued as well as general fun and nonsense. We went to get ice cream, visit H and M, Forever 21 and more. It was a blast! Thanks for the visit See-Sa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-3179472999092180050?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/3179472999092180050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=3179472999092180050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/3179472999092180050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/3179472999092180050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/05/annelisas-visit.html' title='Annelisa&apos;s visit'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/-Q3P9_i1FBlA/TcwLF-URoAI/AAAAAAAAGUY/MS02oDS5YG0/s72-c/IMG_1057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-1566919654063430583</id><published>2011-05-12T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:49:24.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The LA Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CqgBW6kovDs/TcwIl3TmuhI/AAAAAAAAGTw/8UHIjmx-7lk/s1600/IMG_0978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CqgBW6kovDs/TcwIl3TmuhI/AAAAAAAAGTw/8UHIjmx-7lk/s200/IMG_0978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605865082763786770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QrRRkdiLAyA/TcwIlsANPoI/AAAAAAAAGTo/jb32XOHvTRY/s1600/IMG_0975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QrRRkdiLAyA/TcwIlsANPoI/AAAAAAAAGTo/jb32XOHvTRY/s200/IMG_0975.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605865079729634946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WOPVgA-oR7E/TcwIlBs778I/AAAAAAAAGTg/Xf5faOiVNLA/s1600/IMG_0967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WOPVgA-oR7E/TcwIlBs778I/AAAAAAAAGTg/Xf5faOiVNLA/s200/IMG_0967.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605865068374519746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvImqgf66rU/TcwIk9eVq7I/AAAAAAAAGTY/9V5m-Md_kTo/s1600/IMG_0964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvImqgf66rU/TcwIk9eVq7I/AAAAAAAAGTY/9V5m-Md_kTo/s200/IMG_0964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605865067239549874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ItdaxrpkNHU/TcwImKv3PPI/AAAAAAAAGT4/IpxtTaUtwSw/s1600/IMG_0972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ItdaxrpkNHU/TcwImKv3PPI/AAAAAAAAGT4/IpxtTaUtwSw/s200/IMG_0972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605865087982583026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics with my dear friends the Youngbergs who treated us to a day at the LA Zoo. We had so much fun! The gorillas and chimps were very cooperative. Sam was straining to see what he could do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-1566919654063430583?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/1566919654063430583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=1566919654063430583' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/1566919654063430583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/1566919654063430583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/05/la-zoo.html' title='The LA Zoo'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/-CqgBW6kovDs/TcwIl3TmuhI/AAAAAAAAGTw/8UHIjmx-7lk/s72-c/IMG_0978.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-2019266106188969269</id><published>2011-05-12T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:49:24.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bN88KEUdqno/TcwGMJ_qdOI/AAAAAAAAGTI/6QHinSQC0cs/s1600/IMG_0910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bN88KEUdqno/TcwGMJ_qdOI/AAAAAAAAGTI/6QHinSQC0cs/s200/IMG_0910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605862442080564450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MWkKyY3pMJE/TcwGLzsQYMI/AAAAAAAAGTA/LTvQ4XHQhV4/s1600/IMG_0949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MWkKyY3pMJE/TcwGLzsQYMI/AAAAAAAAGTA/LTvQ4XHQhV4/s200/IMG_0949.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605862436093583554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qIeBTTUC0DU/TcwGLhGXULI/AAAAAAAAGS4/0UhlknVn6NU/s1600/IMG_0938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qIeBTTUC0DU/TcwGLhGXULI/AAAAAAAAGS4/0UhlknVn6NU/s200/IMG_0938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605862431102816434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vkN_KiZDelM/TcwGLb7w-MI/AAAAAAAAGSw/DMnen3lWKEo/s1600/IMG_0916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vkN_KiZDelM/TcwGLb7w-MI/AAAAAAAAGSw/DMnen3lWKEo/s200/IMG_0916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605862429716183234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GL5QjCtaYsA/TcwGMTTwZWI/AAAAAAAAGTQ/E_cM5lmpVBo/s1600/IMG_0947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GL5QjCtaYsA/TcwGMTTwZWI/AAAAAAAAGTQ/E_cM5lmpVBo/s200/IMG_0947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605862444580758882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-2019266106188969269?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/2019266106188969269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=2019266106188969269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2019266106188969269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2019266106188969269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/05/sams-birthday-party.html' title='Sam&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/-bN88KEUdqno/TcwGMJ_qdOI/AAAAAAAAGTI/6QHinSQC0cs/s72-c/IMG_0910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-2921152305404358846</id><published>2011-05-08T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T15:48:16.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam's Vocab</title><content type='html'>Consists of shoe, signing time, again, more, mama, dada, where, nose, day, ball and flower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-2921152305404358846?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/2921152305404358846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=2921152305404358846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2921152305404358846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2921152305404358846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/05/sams-vocab.html' title='Sam&apos;s Vocab'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-607702053636527099</id><published>2011-04-25T22:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T22:28:10.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a quick post of Sam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CLu-9nrxRlM/TbZXowPstEI/AAAAAAAAGIY/FcFMw70syK8/s1600/IMG_0993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CLu-9nrxRlM/TbZXowPstEI/AAAAAAAAGIY/FcFMw70syK8/s200/IMG_0993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599759544338920514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5IUPn4XlvOw/TbZWcghXE3I/AAAAAAAAGHw/JHQlumoqTm4/s1600/IMG_0992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5IUPn4XlvOw/TbZWcghXE3I/AAAAAAAAGHw/JHQlumoqTm4/s200/IMG_0992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599758234447975282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m94V_aQ_ngo/TbZWeIWUikI/AAAAAAAAGIQ/7GUV3PCMG0w/s1600/IMG_1000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m94V_aQ_ngo/TbZWeIWUikI/AAAAAAAAGIQ/7GUV3PCMG0w/s200/IMG_1000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599758262318959170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TU_FfdkY3A4/TbZWd5InB2I/AAAAAAAAGII/56-IYaOJj10/s1600/IMG_0997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TU_FfdkY3A4/TbZWd5InB2I/AAAAAAAAGII/56-IYaOJj10/s200/IMG_0997.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599758258234918754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U8yDnPfmScc/TbZWdd2YykI/AAAAAAAAGIA/qE4ihEmf-uw/s1600/IMG_0996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U8yDnPfmScc/TbZWdd2YykI/AAAAAAAAGIA/qE4ihEmf-uw/s200/IMG_0996.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599758250910730818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...while we were waiting at Best Buy. I love my baby Sam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-607702053636527099?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/607702053636527099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=607702053636527099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/607702053636527099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/607702053636527099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-quick-post-of-sam.html' title='Just a quick post of Sam'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/-CLu-9nrxRlM/TbZXowPstEI/AAAAAAAAGIY/FcFMw70syK8/s72-c/IMG_0993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-6307936201224281624</id><published>2011-04-24T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T18:12:54.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland and Counting</title><content type='html'>At the end of rides like Pirates or Astroblasters, Jackson would throw both fists in the air and say, "Weee did it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today after church he was holding my and Colby's hand and started counting for us to swing him in the air: "One, two, two, two...one, fweee!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-6307936201224281624?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/6307936201224281624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=6307936201224281624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6307936201224281624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6307936201224281624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/04/disneyland.html' title='Disneyland and Counting'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-5814386010351363489</id><published>2011-04-13T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T19:08:57.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Shabby Apple Giveaway</title><content type='html'>Someday I will win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I love Shabby Apple! I am a follower of them on Facebook even.  What's even  better than lusting after a Shabby Apple dress? A chance to wear one! &lt;a href="http://www.theinquisitivemom.blogspot.com/"&gt;The  Inquisitive Mom&lt;/a&gt; has a  giveaway for a SHABBY APPLE DRESS! EEE!  That's right. A  &lt;a href="http://theinquisitivemom.blogspot.com/2011/04/shabby-apple-spanish-steps-dress.html"&gt;giveaway&lt;/a&gt; for one of their new dresses! Go to &lt;a href="http://www.theinquisitivemom.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Inquisitive Mom&lt;/a&gt; and check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-5814386010351363489?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/5814386010351363489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=5814386010351363489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/5814386010351363489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/5814386010351363489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/04/another-shabby-apple-giveaway.html' title='Another Shabby Apple Giveaway'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-625796509523725438</id><published>2011-04-10T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T14:57:09.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam's first official...</title><content type='html'>...steps were about 10 days ago. But he still prefers to crawl. He took about 5 steps yesterday with great coaxing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-625796509523725438?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/625796509523725438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=625796509523725438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/625796509523725438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/625796509523725438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/04/sams-first-official.html' title='Sam&apos;s first official...'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-6188608596520318650</id><published>2011-04-10T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T14:33:02.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On a WALL-E kick</title><content type='html'>His new fav movie is Walle. Probably because there's not a lot of talking. Our first interaction of the day went something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Do you want waffles or cereal?&lt;br /&gt;J: I...want... WALL-E!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-6188608596520318650?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/6188608596520318650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=6188608596520318650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6188608596520318650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6188608596520318650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/04/on-wall-e-kick.html' title='On a WALL-E kick'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-6169348817837491311</id><published>2011-04-09T13:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T13:06:51.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy One Year, Sam!</title><content type='html'>We're doing a friends B-day party today. Kim and her boyfriend are coming, the Youngbergs and the Gages. He's one year older and wiser too so I made owl cupcakes. I also made mini cheesecakes and bought a fruit tray. There will be pics and videos later, but I wanted to post these pictures. I took a pictures (almost) every month with him in his crib with Piglet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w-FVfOWN9nc/TaB5_J2DeGI/AAAAAAAAGFs/5982RsBZJo0/s1600/DSC02390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w-FVfOWN9nc/TaB5_J2DeGI/AAAAAAAAGFs/5982RsBZJo0/s200/DSC02390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593604863075514466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3iqWpDuD3s/TaB5_WP8EZI/AAAAAAAAGF0/LtLx-N945Z0/s1600/DSC02441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3iqWpDuD3s/TaB5_WP8EZI/AAAAAAAAGF0/LtLx-N945Z0/s200/DSC02441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593604866405306770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e0596a1d6ee15146" 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://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De0596a1d6ee15146%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329942479%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D534EB3B11E9B3702AAB32064CB7F02E94E8382F5.6B04B7C3F0A849B1C084570D0BCB3950946EF583%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De0596a1d6ee15146%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwfB31nY8UR6wAm58LCJ7cWksVBo&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://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De0596a1d6ee15146%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329942479%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D534EB3B11E9B3702AAB32064CB7F02E94E8382F5.6B04B7C3F0A849B1C084570D0BCB3950946EF583%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De0596a1d6ee15146%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwfB31nY8UR6wAm58LCJ7cWksVBo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b79b09324a9ccab9" 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://v3.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db79b09324a9ccab9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329942479%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55B8CA4AB2A7D096A78346B93EC20BB7F9951E61.23487C9F2C7255636AB50DB8ED34D45006A7595C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db79b09324a9ccab9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPgWurdiKlRrmxAiepXnTaMcN-pU&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://v3.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db79b09324a9ccab9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329942479%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55B8CA4AB2A7D096A78346B93EC20BB7F9951E61.23487C9F2C7255636AB50DB8ED34D45006A7595C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db79b09324a9ccab9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPgWurdiKlRrmxAiepXnTaMcN-pU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-itqyUBMzFtg/TaB5_gzykuI/AAAAAAAAGF8/b14NmHtmS7c/s1600/DSCN3815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-itqyUBMzFtg/TaB5_gzykuI/AAAAAAAAGF8/b14NmHtmS7c/s200/DSCN3815.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593604869240034018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fa0aO9CClok/TaB5__VinKI/AAAAAAAAGGE/jdZLsnZJmDg/s1600/DSCN3898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fa0aO9CClok/TaB5__VinKI/AAAAAAAAGGE/jdZLsnZJmDg/s200/DSCN3898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593604877434657954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gSLNBs_iBFo/TaB6ADTBKsI/AAAAAAAAGGM/KfBlL5gk7cQ/s1600/IMG_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gSLNBs_iBFo/TaB6ADTBKsI/AAAAAAAAGGM/KfBlL5gk7cQ/s200/IMG_0203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593604878497819330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C9UQNAvkItI/TaB73nAF_WI/AAAAAAAAGGU/Cs1AA-ntF2s/s1600/IMG_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C9UQNAvkItI/TaB73nAF_WI/AAAAAAAAGGU/Cs1AA-ntF2s/s200/IMG_0194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593606932486552930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-da9uR44adf0/TaB730C_EWI/AAAAAAAAGGc/znGU5e2kM8o/s1600/IMG_0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-da9uR44adf0/TaB730C_EWI/AAAAAAAAGGc/znGU5e2kM8o/s200/IMG_0356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593606935988343138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r-RfAHPmcPM/TaB74NIt7dI/AAAAAAAAGGk/xCPhb_smxfg/s1600/IMG_0669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r-RfAHPmcPM/TaB74NIt7dI/AAAAAAAAGGk/xCPhb_smxfg/s200/IMG_0669.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593606942723272146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k46XKzxVE9Y/TaB74cAAsDI/AAAAAAAAGGs/ZVRnQ_lc3Ls/s1600/IMG_0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k46XKzxVE9Y/TaB74cAAsDI/AAAAAAAAGGs/ZVRnQ_lc3Ls/s200/IMG_0893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593606946713284658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gdSsUQxKgJk/TaB740rZ1AI/AAAAAAAAGG0/QLY1RZIypMc/s1600/IMG_0902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gdSsUQxKgJk/TaB740rZ1AI/AAAAAAAAGG0/QLY1RZIypMc/s200/IMG_0902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593606953337738242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you, Sam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-6169348817837491311?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/6169348817837491311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=6169348817837491311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6169348817837491311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6169348817837491311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/04/were-doing-friends-b-day-party-today.html' title='Happy One Year, Sam!'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622492415778139089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/SG3GORewObI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ac6e-cXSFSs/S220/The+Baker+Wedding+028_5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w-FVfOWN9nc/TaB5_J2DeGI/AAAAAAAAGFs/5982RsBZJo0/s72-c/DSC02390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-4296308164454920204</id><published>2011-04-06T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T22:07:47.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sis' Visit</title><content type='html'>SWithin hours of Auntie and Cousin getting to the house, I got sick with fever and chills, lack of energy, and loss of appetite. It lasted pretty much the whole time, but fortunately, each day I felt a little better. My super-awesome sis took care of the kids and me. The next day, while I tried to sleep her sickness away, the kids hung out. Cuz and S enjoyed one another's company:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LsVVVTjK7rQ/TZxsrdGpF7I/AAAAAAAAAew/XH9ZM21EhXM/s1600/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LsVVVTjK7rQ/TZxsrdGpF7I/AAAAAAAAAew/XH9ZM21EhXM/s200/DSC00006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592464331089975218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;J was gracious enough to let Cuz play in his "bean box." They played for about an hour! Whatever J was pouring his beans on, Cuz wanted to pour them there too. In the afternoon, I was feeling well enough to go out, so we hit up Trader Joe's, Forever XXI, and my sis discovered one of my new favorite clothing stores H&amp;amp;M! The 3 kiddies strapped in their strollers did pretty well, but within not too long reached their breaking points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JNnAcgSoFbE/TZyLE-W4_vI/AAAAAAAABD4/ef2PQe4dDVs/s1600/DSC00018.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JNnAcgSoFbE/TZyLE-W4_vI/AAAAAAAABD4/ef2PQe4dDVs/s320/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; So . . . splash pad here we come! It was right in the same shopping center. How convenient. Genius planning on the mall designer's part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fB3nMmRhu1E/TZyLY1Szq2I/AAAAAAAABD8/CRFmAlYoxc8/s1600/DSC00035.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fB3nMmRhu1E/TZyLY1Szq2I/AAAAAAAABD8/CRFmAlYoxc8/s320/DSC00035.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; J was very excited! He's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kv1sAKcyUNM/TZyLjjnbbmI/AAAAAAAABEA/Cdq1MNtxtVA/s1600/DSC00032.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kv1sAKcyUNM/TZyLjjnbbmI/AAAAAAAABEA/Cdq1MNtxtVA/s320/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; S had fun too, in his own way. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wzIJ3-ZqFtk/TZxssdy_EaI/AAAAAAAAAfI/gPszLMD4yGg/s1600/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wzIJ3-ZqFtk/TZxssdy_EaI/AAAAAAAAAfI/gPszLMD4yGg/s200/DSC00028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592464348455834018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lIZ1Ogh-6QY/TZyLudo0_hI/AAAAAAAABEE/gx9BL7_e5pM/s1600/DSC00034.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lIZ1Ogh-6QY/TZyLudo0_hI/AAAAAAAABEE/gx9BL7_e5pM/s320/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q91D2E0IWuA/TZyMIUgR4RI/AAAAAAAABEI/ztWsIKqfn-U/s1600/DSC00137.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q91D2E0IWuA/TZyMIUgR4RI/AAAAAAAABEI/ztWsIKqfn-U/s320/DSC00137.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Cuz had so much fun - not necessarily in the water though. The first time, he ventured into the middle of the splash pad while the water wasn't on. Then once it turned on, he had a big surprise. From then on, he was more then content with simply running to the edge of the splash pad and then running away. Goof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Hn6i7tvjWQ/TZyMTH8dXdI/AAAAAAAABEM/QIrhW8BWU8A/s1600/DSC00147.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Hn6i7tvjWQ/TZyMTH8dXdI/AAAAAAAABEM/QIrhW8BWU8A/s320/DSC00147.JPG" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fGj7p5NiJbs/TZyMkDo0frI/AAAAAAAABEQ/5jl5kupbhaQ/s1600/DSC00155.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fGj7p5NiJbs/TZyMkDo0frI/AAAAAAAABEQ/5jl5kupbhaQ/s320/DSC00155.JPG" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isn't my neph adorable? He was this happy for a fraction of the time he was here (poor kid was totally thrown off his sched), but he sure is cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X-S0AyM0R80/TZyMucj1QII/AAAAAAAABEU/XjfhAzeiK2s/s1600/DSC00030.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X-S0AyM0R80/TZyMucj1QII/AAAAAAAABEU/XjfhAzeiK2s/s320/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; J, the splash pad veteran, showed Cuz and S how it was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3LNWxrTyNk0/TZyM5yqXM_I/AAAAAAAABEY/pGESkNk20jk/s1600/DSC00158.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3LNWxrTyNk0/TZyM5yqXM_I/AAAAAAAABEY/pGESkNk20jk/s320/DSC00158.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; What fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TKJ9XIESLnY/TZyNG1D3KQI/AAAAAAAABEc/OAMTt8CMaDo/s1600/DSC00164.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TKJ9XIESLnY/TZyNG1D3KQI/AAAAAAAABEc/OAMTt8CMaDo/s320/DSC00164.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Afterwards, Auntie treated us to Pinkberry! S did not like the mango flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jxgjpgO3KV4/TZyv12gx_aI/AAAAAAAAAi4/9VeBbw7UDQA/s1600/DSC00166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jxgjpgO3KV4/TZyv12gx_aI/AAAAAAAAAi4/9VeBbw7UDQA/s200/DSC00166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592538176988249506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mnW6Tc-kslg/TZyv2b0s9rI/AAAAAAAAAjA/PdKadx9zRgg/s1600/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mnW6Tc-kslg/TZyv2b0s9rI/AAAAAAAAAjA/PdKadx9zRgg/s200/DSC00173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592538187003918002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting into the Happiest Place on Earth. Yeah. Once we got all the kids strapped in and actually in the park, Cuz decided to lie flat on the floor and scream. Sis and I looked at each other and she said, "We're never doing this again when the kids outnumber the adults." I could only agree. I actually thought that all things considered, it was a GREAT day! Really not bad once we got going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kp44J6fcv6E/TZyv1hMOu5I/AAAAAAAAAiw/FDI50N2g1To/s1600/DSC00223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kp44J6fcv6E/TZyv1hMOu5I/AAAAAAAAAiw/FDI50N2g1To/s200/DSC00223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592538171264908178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9E4t0fHgayk/TZyv1IEYefI/AAAAAAAAAio/1hT4afhpkXI/s1600/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9E4t0fHgayk/TZyv1IEYefI/AAAAAAAAAio/1hT4afhpkXI/s200/DSC00220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592538164521105906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V5BCdqo1MFQ/TZyv0uaQRjI/AAAAAAAAAig/I6pW8AKQUZM/s1600/DSC00225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V5BCdqo1MFQ/TZyv0uaQRjI/AAAAAAAAAig/I6pW8AKQUZM/s200/DSC00225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592538157633521202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A hidden Mickey at the petting zoo as well as  the first real smiles of the day. I don't count the creepy smile from Cuz above.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vRtut-siC70/TZyYSmEPTLI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ansce6NPUKs/s1600/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vRtut-siC70/TZyYSmEPTLI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ansce6NPUKs/s200/DSC00079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592512282510707890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E1lfnujtw6E/TZyYSFPhV8I/AAAAAAAAAiI/syRjsqrbLsI/s1600/DSC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E1lfnujtw6E/TZyYSFPhV8I/AAAAAAAAAiI/syRjsqrbLsI/s200/DSC00061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592512273699657666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0IpvMWdjnA0/TZyYR4PNHII/AAAAAAAAAiA/AQdp70E3-gQ/s1600/DSC00060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0IpvMWdjnA0/TZyYR4PNHII/AAAAAAAAAiA/AQdp70E3-gQ/s200/DSC00060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592512270208670850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Snow White's fountain. Love this place. It's usually our first stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-apisCGmsK60/TZyYRdathuI/AAAAAAAAAh4/b_LNvvtOAh8/s1600/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-apisCGmsK60/TZyYRdathuI/AAAAAAAAAh4/b_LNvvtOAh8/s200/DSC00050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592512263009175266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3J_YJGMF0w/TZyYTFaHGYI/AAAAAAAAAiY/PAbGgMQhUl8/s1600/DSC00081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3J_YJGMF0w/TZyYTFaHGYI/AAAAAAAAAiY/PAbGgMQhUl8/s200/DSC00081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592512290923944322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDSI0X4t49I/TZySxeasRmI/AAAAAAAAAho/yAY-PhPwSfM/s1600/DSC00085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDSI0X4t49I/TZySxeasRmI/AAAAAAAAAho/yAY-PhPwSfM/s200/DSC00085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592506215963575906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meeting Winnie the Pooh was a definite highlight. J actually gave him and Eeyore hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bSOuiZI5ITY/TZySxqkRd1I/AAAAAAAAAhw/Ghj1h3pbGYY/s1600/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bSOuiZI5ITY/TZySxqkRd1I/AAAAAAAAAhw/Ghj1h3pbGYY/s200/DSC00083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592506219224987474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you look close, you can tell we are all very happy to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UqVJsmcY5F8/TZySwD_CGKI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/oaz-kVvix6s/s1600/DSC00103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UqVJsmcY5F8/TZySwD_CGKI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/oaz-kVvix6s/s200/DSC00103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592506191688374434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of several tub times. I'm not sure if these are the same or all different.&lt;br /&gt;J not so sure, but very tolerant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b_vlVZDuQ_0/TZyMB4SabZI/AAAAAAAAAgw/pAxgH0tdLQ4/s1600/DSC00128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b_vlVZDuQ_0/TZyMB4SabZI/AAAAAAAAAgw/pAxgH0tdLQ4/s200/DSC00128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592498801204686226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IlnIzvuPlWk/TZyMBRUEy5I/AAAAAAAAAgo/P-28TT6bLq4/s1600/DSC00125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IlnIzvuPlWk/TZyMBRUEy5I/AAAAAAAAAgo/P-28TT6bLq4/s200/DSC00125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592498790742674322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sax1xF1BjIM/TZyMCyaG1RI/AAAAAAAAAhI/XVCWQZoZUSY/s1600/DSC00245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sax1xF1BjIM/TZyMCyaG1RI/AAAAAAAAAhI/XVCWQZoZUSY/s200/DSC00245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592498816806212882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At this point, I asked S if he wanted to get out. J, who had been playing happily by himself, turned to look at me and shouted, "OUUUUT!!!!" S was the first one out, but I'm not sure if J meant himself, S or Cuz. It was so funny I couldn't stop giggling.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nKF4jWDPZFA/TZyHw69u-gI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vD6IFRZnp3E/s1600/DSC09753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nKF4jWDPZFA/TZyHw69u-gI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vD6IFRZnp3E/s200/DSC09753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592494111818971650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1JVJ0WgR9-I/TZyJvISanCI/AAAAAAAAAgA/VT6imKbGuGA/s1600/DSC00246.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Huntington in the Japanese garden. Proof we were there. I loved the Japanese garden. I could sit and walk through it all day long. I would LOVE to have this and the children's garden in my backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Luneq5Cipk/TZyJwQGrw1I/AAAAAAAAAgY/4iJvEffGSUw/s1600/DSC09733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Luneq5Cipk/TZyJwQGrw1I/AAAAAAAAAgY/4iJvEffGSUw/s200/DSC09733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592496299337040722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my favorites by far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D4GxF27iGyQ/TZyJwNXBjPI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ySHNiOB3X8o/s1600/DSC00271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D4GxF27iGyQ/TZyJwNXBjPI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ySHNiOB3X8o/s200/DSC00271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592496298600271090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Huntington when J started rolling in the grass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1JVJ0WgR9-I/TZyJvISanCI/AAAAAAAAAgA/VT6imKbGuGA/s1600/DSC00246.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WYDB3sR11Gs/TZyJw482k7I/AAAAAAAAAgg/BaU20FrZH3U/s1600/DSC09740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WYDB3sR11Gs/TZyJw482k7I/AAAAAAAAAgg/BaU20FrZH3U/s200/DSC09740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592496310301660082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what we saw when we came back from getting J. Needless to say, everyone needed a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0jZGoKJwVY/TZyHv6B6XbI/AAAAAAAAAfY/u85KiwdaEWQ/s1600/DSC09742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0jZGoKJwVY/TZyHv6B6XbI/AAAAAAAAAfY/u85KiwdaEWQ/s200/DSC09742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592494094388190642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nKF4jWDPZFA/TZyHw69u-gI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vD6IFRZnp3E/s1600/DSC09753.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cuz and S making friends. Cuz sure knows how to win friends and influence people. I think Cuz was poking S in the eye. S loved it. Crazy kid.&lt;br /&gt;S was showing Cuz his disgusting security blanket. Eww. It's gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vb9aqlVocKI/TZyHwvAglmI/AAAAAAAAAfo/cYj40ggef2Q/s1600/DSC09749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vb9aqlVocKI/TZyHwvAglmI/AAAAAAAAAfo/cYj40ggef2Q/s200/DSC09749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592494108609386082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cousins. J was mostly okay with them clambering all over him. He did keep shouting, "No!" and "Hide me!" ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xe1xhM7HgLk/TZyHxGOyVJI/AAAAAAAAAf4/7iVlrMaIysU/s1600/DSC09755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xe1xhM7HgLk/TZyHxGOyVJI/AAAAAAAAAf4/7iVlrMaIysU/s200/DSC09755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592494114843284626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all had SSOOOOOO much fun! A HUGE thanks to my sis and her graciousness and compassion! We heart you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-4296308164454920204?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/4296308164454920204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=4296308164454920204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/4296308164454920204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/4296308164454920204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-sis-visit.html' title='My Sis&apos; Visit'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622492415778139089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/SG3GORewObI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ac6e-cXSFSs/S220/The+Baker+Wedding+028_5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LsVVVTjK7rQ/TZxsrdGpF7I/AAAAAAAAAew/XH9ZM21EhXM/s72-c/DSC00006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-6964093130766539905</id><published>2011-04-01T20:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T15:27:09.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toddlers and Tiaras</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dPLWKBWkn3s" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="292" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-6964093130766539905?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/6964093130766539905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=6964093130766539905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6964093130766539905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6964093130766539905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/04/toddlers-and-tiaras.html' title='Toddlers and Tiaras'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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://img.youtube.com/vi/dPLWKBWkn3s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-7994079691652607359</id><published>2011-03-26T16:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T22:08:14.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Delight Cupcakery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5289/5267467392_eea0c0d9d6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 424px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5289/5267467392_eea0c0d9d6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So  Kim (J's Speech Therapist, now our friend), introduced us to My Delight  Cupcakery. It's really close to us and apparently just won the LA  cupcake bake-off. The winner for the best original cupcake is called the  Breakfast Cake. It's made of a light buttermilk batter, topped with  Maple Frosting, and then sprinkled with crumbled Applewood Smoked Bacon  and drizzled with maple syrup. Most of their cupcake flavors come in  mini sizes. Kim has brought us the carrot cake, peanut butter, red  velvet, and lemon coconut. Today after Jackson's session we went to  check it out with Kim. There was a HUGE line! Today they introduced a  new cupcake flavor: Cookies and Cream S'mores. Sorry there's no picture  because we ate them all! We also tried the lemon which was very, very  good. Very light. And the raspberry truffle and the key lime pie. Sooo  good! We got a mini half doz and two of the reg size. It's really very  good.&lt;br /&gt;The woman in line in front of us told us about another place to try: Suite 106 Cupcakery. That place looks good. It's also really close, just in the other direction. They just won Cupcake Wars on the Food Network. Very cool.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a list of the flavors in the picture if you were wondering.&lt;br /&gt;My Delight Cupcakery's cupcakes top to bottom, left to right:&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate,  Birthday, Peanut Butter  Chocolate Chip, Red Velvet, Red Velvet Cherry  Filled, Breakfast, PB  &amp;amp; J, Chocolate Vanilla, Key Lime, Vanilla  Chocolate, Holiday  S'mores, Vegan Chocolate PB cookie, Strawberry,  Gingerbread, Chocolate  Covered Salted Caramel, Dulce de Leche, Vanilla,  Peanut Butter, Vegan  Cookies n' Cream, Coconut Lemon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-7994079691652607359?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/7994079691652607359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=7994079691652607359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7994079691652607359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7994079691652607359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-delight-cupcakery.html' title='My Delight Cupcakery'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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://farm6.static.flickr.com/5289/5267467392_eea0c0d9d6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-2829298327372746859</id><published>2011-03-24T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T22:08:47.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a boy</title><content type='html'>Today, I pulled J from the computer and scooped him up into my   arms and cradle-carried him to  the bed. Still wrapped in a tight ball I   gave him a big hug and essentially pulled my legs in and hugged him  all  over. I gave him a big squeeze and as I did, he let out a fart. I  said,  "Eww! Yucky!" which J thought was pretty funny. I released  him  from our hug and then he said, "Again!", thinking he meant "hug  again",  so I grabbed his knees and hugged them to his chest and he   farted--again. After which Jackson and I were in hysterics. I had to  call Hubs and  tell him what happened. He guffawed over the phone with  me. Yep. I have a  boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-2829298327372746859?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/2829298327372746859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=2829298327372746859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2829298327372746859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2829298327372746859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-have-boy.html' title='I have a boy'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-6606290564771726368</id><published>2011-03-18T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T22:10:58.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Middle of a Miracle: Dear Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yNFW1yR_ZZQ/TYNltKDcTjI/AAAAAAAAGE8/Y5Rpx1wIlZE/s1600/IMG_0789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yNFW1yR_ZZQ/TYNltKDcTjI/AAAAAAAAGE8/Y5Rpx1wIlZE/s200/IMG_0789.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585419789336858162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, thank you, thank you for all of you who fasted and prayed for J. It really means so much to me that you would all make that small personal sacrifice and that you would unite your faith for our son. The Lord has blessed us greatly and we are seeing a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J, just since Christmas, now speaks in two-word sentences , repeats phrases, jumps, has great eye contact, has spoken with his peers, said "mommy" and "daddy" regularly, his vocabulary has skyrocketed, he's learned to untwist a big jar, working on putting on his shoes on his own, creates spontaneous communication, and become such a verbal little guy. He's even working on three-word sentences. For all of that to happen since Christmas is a miracle. This kind of progress is atypical and at the weekly progress report where all his teachers get together, he's been highlighted as the poster child. They are all very impressed with him and so am I. Seriously, these results in this amount of time are just not typical and I believe it is a result of all the faith and prayers on J's behalf.  The Lord loves J and is helping him learn and grow. Myself as well. Thank you for all your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know all of these things are because of the Lord, so thanks again. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is an anecdote from this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday marked something so precious. It was the first time that J  and S played together! Kim was over and I was making dinner  but had to stop to see what happened. They played hide and seek. J  hid his face in a corner behind the door in our bedroom. S was in the  "hallway" by the kitchen. Kim told S to go find J. S would  get a huge grin on his face and crawl to the corner where J was.J  would poke his head out at S and Kim said, "There he is! You  found J!" S laughed, J laughed. Then Kim said, "Come back, S !" and S would crawl towards Kim, who was by the rocking horse.  Then she'd say, "Hide, J!" and the whole game would start over. It  lasted for about 5-7 minutes and they both got the giggles and S got  the snorts. I was trying to record a video, but didn't catch it in time.  It was soooo adorable and huge for J! They both LOVED it and so  did I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S is almost walking. He's comfortable holding onto our hands and walking and gets the biggest kick out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J is now a protester. He will say, "NOOO!" now to things that he  doesn't like. "Time for bed!" "Noo!" "Do you want waffles?" "Nooo!" and  yesterday he signed "drink" for a soda drink we'd gotten from Handel's. I  said it's empty and he wailed, "Nooooo!" I showed him the inside and  then he pitifully repeated, "Nooo." So cute. He's also been rude to me  for the first time. I know it's kind of odd, but it's a good thing. I  had a book he wanted and was talking to the regular speech therapist. J  came up and ripped it out of my hand and said, "Gimme" and then  ran away. She looked at me and said, "Okay. Not very polite, but that's  great!" I had to laugh and while I did feel slightly affronted, I was  still so proud of him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-6606290564771726368?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/6606290564771726368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=6606290564771726368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6606290564771726368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6606290564771726368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-middle-of-miracle-dear-friends.html' title='In the Middle of a Miracle: Dear Friends'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/-yNFW1yR_ZZQ/TYNltKDcTjI/AAAAAAAAGE8/Y5Rpx1wIlZE/s72-c/IMG_0789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-5997012559573052632</id><published>2011-03-10T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T09:24:15.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Domestic Bucket List</title><content type='html'>We've all got more to do than time to do it in. Here's my "Domestic Bucket List". And really bucket list is really not correct, because I'm thinking more like within the next ten years. This list is in no real order and I tried to provide links enough to follow up. The fabric flowers tutorial at the bottom is really top notch. Exactly what I was looking for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm going to list the cooking lists first.&lt;br /&gt;Royal Icing Sugar Cookies. You know, flooding the cookies. Then you can doll them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.browneyedbaker.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/royal-icing-flooding-collage-copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 604px;" src="http://www.browneyedbaker.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/royal-icing-flooding-collage-copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm dying to frost some and get good so I can do these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/wsimgs/rk/images/dp/wcm/201049/0018/img3m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/wsimgs/rk/images/dp/wcm/201049/0018/img3m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, to use the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ct6YBteHgU"&gt;Cricut Cake&lt;/a&gt;. It's like Cricut for Cakes! Get it! Okay. Seriously. It cuts the fondant for you. Wow. Okay. Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3.hubimg.com/u/2485854_f260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 260px;" src="http://s3.hubimg.com/u/2485854_f260.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of you may not know, but I LOVE make-up. Love it! If you haven't read Kevyn Aucoin's Making Faces, do it now! There are some great costume make-up tutorials. So on my list is to dress up as the Red Queen from the recent Alice in Wonderland. &lt;a href="http://www.kandeej.com/"&gt;Kandee Johnson&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/MichellePhan"&gt;Michelle Phan &lt;/a&gt;on youtube.com are great! Michelle Phan, awesome. Just discovered Kandee Johnson, but since we've got kiddos now, dressing all up for Halloween just got pushed waaay back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/nTl3ePEmhi4/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px;" src="http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/nTl3ePEmhi4/0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love to get good at cake pops. I don't really like cake or cookies. But I do love decorating them! Check out &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/bakerella.com"&gt;Bakerella&lt;/a&gt; THE cake pop lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSPSgIX7o7g/ShtpQ2fTTBI/AAAAAAAAAfA/YDbB88QTEJo/s400/Cake+Pops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uSPSgIX7o7g/ShtpQ2fTTBI/AAAAAAAAAfA/YDbB88QTEJo/s400/Cake+Pops.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/allthingsthrifty.com"&gt;AllThingsThrifty.com&lt;/a&gt;. I really like her style, I just don't have time to thrift it and I'm not sure I like the super thick wood. But I'd like to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mfwl2KBT-r0/TPfaSiBFRZI/AAAAAAAACSw/sGY0yBp7fd0/s1600/hutch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mfwl2KBT-r0/TPfaSiBFRZI/AAAAAAAACSw/sGY0yBp7fd0/s1600/hutch2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And last but not least, there are some awesome flower headbands on etsy and I've been looking forever for some good fabric flower tutorials. I found them! Can't wait to start headbanding and stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dykast.us/images/887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 446px; height: 297px;" src="http://www.dykast.us/images/887.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dykast.us/scraplog/fun-with-fabric-fabric-flowers"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; and more fantastic flower tutorials Mad Mim &lt;a href="http://madmim.com/category/tutorials/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My domestic bucket list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-5997012559573052632?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/5997012559573052632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=5997012559573052632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/5997012559573052632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/5997012559573052632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-very-eclectic-things-to-try-andor.html' title='My Domestic Bucket List'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/_uSPSgIX7o7g/ShtpQ2fTTBI/AAAAAAAAAfA/YDbB88QTEJo/s72-c/Cake+Pops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-4646509981288177555</id><published>2011-03-08T23:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T23:17:44.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Favorite Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-whVRbjxbEQU/TXcozsCfZlI/AAAAAAAAGEA/8ijrMW5fI1Y/s1600/IMG_0892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-whVRbjxbEQU/TXcozsCfZlI/AAAAAAAAGEA/8ijrMW5fI1Y/s200/IMG_0892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581975131609065042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam is cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RvRZuYvLnSk/TXcozJibBZI/AAAAAAAAGD4/UL0TZYBqF-w/s1600/IMG_0882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RvRZuYvLnSk/TXcozJibBZI/AAAAAAAAGD4/UL0TZYBqF-w/s200/IMG_0882.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581975122347754898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jackson's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zz6YIqQ1b5E/TXcoy-Tcd7I/AAAAAAAAGDw/STjF0UbwWsQ/s1600/IMG_0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zz6YIqQ1b5E/TXcoy-Tcd7I/AAAAAAAAGDw/STjF0UbwWsQ/s200/IMG_0897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581975119332145074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S5UEUtyEhk8/TXcoyq75PDI/AAAAAAAAGDo/y9dI34E0gnQ/s1600/IMG_0894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S5UEUtyEhk8/TXcoyq75PDI/AAAAAAAAGDo/y9dI34E0gnQ/s200/IMG_0894.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581975114133093426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were both going to sleep. I had the camera and said smiiiillle and this is what I got.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-4646509981288177555?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/4646509981288177555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=4646509981288177555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/4646509981288177555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/4646509981288177555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-new-favorite-pics.html' title='My New Favorite Pics'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/-whVRbjxbEQU/TXcozsCfZlI/AAAAAAAAGEA/8ijrMW5fI1Y/s72-c/IMG_0892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-3344039617510764301</id><published>2011-03-03T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T18:26:02.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bow Ties, Naps, and Some Pictures Jackson Took</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yBTttOINSjc/TWrXVkEigyI/AAAAAAAAGCk/3WqWfWgN8E0/s1600/IMG_0843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yBTttOINSjc/TWrXVkEigyI/AAAAAAAAGCk/3WqWfWgN8E0/s200/IMG_0843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578507853911720738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DX_6m7KzQF4/TWrXVTzsirI/AAAAAAAAGCc/zK9WvYd7wMM/s1600/IMG_0835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DX_6m7KzQF4/TWrXVTzsirI/AAAAAAAAGCc/zK9WvYd7wMM/s200/IMG_0835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578507849546107570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cVnMHeKh6MU/TWrXVJqC2gI/AAAAAAAAGCU/JHNBafYIA98/s1600/IMG_0840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cVnMHeKh6MU/TWrXVJqC2gI/AAAAAAAAGCU/JHNBafYIA98/s200/IMG_0840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578507846821272066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-93_HPAOvuLI/TWrXU9rv9kI/AAAAAAAAGCM/EwzCs8ZRwn4/s1600/IMG_0838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-93_HPAOvuLI/TWrXU9rv9kI/AAAAAAAAGCM/EwzCs8ZRwn4/s200/IMG_0838.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578507843607197250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jackson took the one of me and the baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m8kTFLHCwIQ/TWrNL1TCN2I/AAAAAAAAGCE/ErLwb8YuvsE/s1600/IMG_0861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m8kTFLHCwIQ/TWrNL1TCN2I/AAAAAAAAGCE/ErLwb8YuvsE/s200/IMG_0861.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578496691620951906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xYUzCXRB140/TWrNLpgbAYI/AAAAAAAAGB8/gNG6AToc2-c/s1600/IMG_0859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xYUzCXRB140/TWrNLpgbAYI/AAAAAAAAGB8/gNG6AToc2-c/s200/IMG_0859.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578496688455876994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nv1dWVElEw4/TWrNLYvnrFI/AAAAAAAAGB0/dXhwPXXKr2s/s1600/IMG_0826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nv1dWVElEw4/TWrNLYvnrFI/AAAAAAAAGB0/dXhwPXXKr2s/s200/IMG_0826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578496683956218962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pspge_rczKI/TWrNKzqBQII/AAAAAAAAGBs/Xet-APXjHZQ/s1600/IMG_0823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pspge_rczKI/TWrNKzqBQII/AAAAAAAAGBs/Xet-APXjHZQ/s200/IMG_0823.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578496674000617602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-3344039617510764301?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/3344039617510764301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=3344039617510764301' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/3344039617510764301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/3344039617510764301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/03/bow-ties-naps-and-some-pictures-jackson.html' title='Bow Ties, Naps, and Some Pictures Jackson Took'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/-yBTttOINSjc/TWrXVkEigyI/AAAAAAAAGCk/3WqWfWgN8E0/s72-c/IMG_0843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-7456504286266106987</id><published>2011-02-25T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T13:53:27.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam's Laugh</title><content 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href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/7456504286266106987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=7456504286266106987' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7456504286266106987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7456504286266106987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/02/sams-laugh.html' title='Sam&apos;s Laugh'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-2322725792213030803</id><published>2011-02-23T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T12:18:25.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson's First Friend Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VFpmwTml9IM/TWVrPoFlcqI/AAAAAAAAGA4/c7-kn-oHkvI/s1600/img_7564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VFpmwTml9IM/TWVrPoFlcqI/AAAAAAAAGA4/c7-kn-oHkvI/s200/img_7564.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576981629771281058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of my handsome boy at Miss Addie's birthday party. It was great. He participated in games (wow) and even pretended to blow out the candles (after she did, of course). So much fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-2322725792213030803?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/2322725792213030803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=2322725792213030803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2322725792213030803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2322725792213030803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/02/jacksons-first-friend-party.html' title='Jackson&apos;s First Friend Party'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/-VFpmwTml9IM/TWVrPoFlcqI/AAAAAAAAGA4/c7-kn-oHkvI/s72-c/img_7564.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-1588119714264127403</id><published>2011-02-19T09:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T09:08:15.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Game Ever</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we discovered the best game ever. I ask Jackson to say something and he says it! He'll even attempt words that he doesn't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: I will do it, daddy, thank you, sie-tie- (signing time), Buzz, horse (attempted), backpack, day, movie (attempted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday: Bah-by, sam, lightning (attempted), Jackson (attempted), no, car, boat, Buzz, bus, Woody, Totoro, go, milk (attempted), dad, rain, pachow, wa-ter, Mack, Elmo, "mountain (attempted),  Mom-my, beans, bubbles, rain, trains (attempted), backpack, ball, more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-1588119714264127403?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/1588119714264127403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=1588119714264127403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/1588119714264127403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/1588119714264127403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/02/best-game-ever.html' title='The Best Game Ever'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622492415778139089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/SG3GORewObI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ac6e-cXSFSs/S220/The+Baker+Wedding+028_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-1195446974602291217</id><published>2011-02-18T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T10:17:05.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raining in Anaheim</title><content type='html'>It rained on Wednesday, which was our day to go to Disneyland. We braved the weather and headed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xLuIiIIZPkA/TV2n3zDAtEI/AAAAAAAAGAI/9WlXbo1CbBE/s1600/IMG_0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xLuIiIIZPkA/TV2n3zDAtEI/AAAAAAAAGAI/9WlXbo1CbBE/s200/IMG_0786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574796490792023106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam was all bundled up and ready to brave the elements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUii_czb2cE/TV1vNKd1roI/AAAAAAAAF_g/vGYkXkk8CDs/s1600/IMG_0767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUii_czb2cE/TV1vNKd1roI/AAAAAAAAF_g/vGYkXkk8CDs/s200/IMG_0767.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574734185693032066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It actually didn't rain for more than 10 minutes at a time. I'd have said it was more scattered showers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We  went on Toy Story Mania (a new one) in CA Advent and it was pretty fun.  Jackson asked to go again. Jackson played with his Christmas Toy Story  toys from Costco so much, they wore out. Some of them are lost. So when  we saw a very reasonably priced set that was larger and made out of  colored plastic, we grabbed it! He was very appreciative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V0zrYMsGNy0/TV1vNq-m-SI/AAAAAAAAF_o/4cPziZan7ek/s1600/IMG_0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V0zrYMsGNy0/TV1vNq-m-SI/AAAAAAAAF_o/4cPziZan7ek/s200/IMG_0778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574734194420414754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to run a bath for Sam and by the time I got Sam stripped and ready, I found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xpaa3Tp4YbI/TV1vO7dZRhI/AAAAAAAAF_4/M7bCKvKX5cY/s1600/IMG_0800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xpaa3Tp4YbI/TV1vO7dZRhI/AAAAAAAAF_4/M7bCKvKX5cY/s200/IMG_0800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574734216024376850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jackson was sitting in there reading his Signing Time flashcards.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-prAsU7OeT3c/TV1vPL4rTpI/AAAAAAAAGAA/kWaZ3PTPtJY/s1600/IMG_0803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-prAsU7OeT3c/TV1vPL4rTpI/AAAAAAAAGAA/kWaZ3PTPtJY/s200/IMG_0803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574734220433772178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They ended up on the line drying. Sam did eventually get his bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EDvWy2WPXaA/TV2n5JijKtI/AAAAAAAAGAg/8BnEJ3jPKrk/s1600/IMG_0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EDvWy2WPXaA/TV2n5JijKtI/AAAAAAAAGAg/8BnEJ3jPKrk/s200/IMG_0808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574796514009754322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Colby also got to try out his new dentist light he bought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k2NsInCPzmI/TV2n4hwDIOI/AAAAAAAAGAQ/Dt4lTc08OEk/s1600/IMG_0754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k2NsInCPzmI/TV2n4hwDIOI/AAAAAAAAGAQ/Dt4lTc08OEk/s200/IMG_0754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574796503328956642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all had a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-1195446974602291217?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/1195446974602291217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=1195446974602291217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/1195446974602291217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/1195446974602291217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/02/raining-in-anaheim.html' title='Raining in Anaheim'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/-xLuIiIIZPkA/TV2n3zDAtEI/AAAAAAAAGAI/9WlXbo1CbBE/s72-c/IMG_0786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-6922522989441795922</id><published>2011-02-08T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T15:44:59.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking In Pictures</title><content type='html'>These are some notes, more for myself that I've learned from reading Temple Grandin's book "Thinking in Pictures." Not all autistic people think this way, but she does and has known others who do the same. Great read!&lt;br /&gt;-Mind goes from specific to general&lt;br /&gt;-VERY visual/spatial&lt;br /&gt;-Associative thinking; some are unable to stop associative thinking&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-6922522989441795922?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/6922522989441795922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=6922522989441795922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6922522989441795922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6922522989441795922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/02/thinking-in-pictures.html' title='Thinking In Pictures'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-4086706841245130740</id><published>2011-02-04T15:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T23:12:57.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Experience with Autism Thus Far</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt;@font-face {   font-family: "Cambria"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoListParagraph, li.MsoListParagraph, div.MsoListParagraph { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst, li.MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst, div.MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle, li.MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle, div.MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoListParagraphCxSpLast, li.MsoListParagraphCxSpLast, div.MsoListParagraphCxSpLast { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }ol { margin-bottom: 0in; }ul { margin-bottom: 0in; }&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.25in; font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Experience with Autism: A general overview of the knowledge I’ve gained&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.25in; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.25in; font-style: italic;"&gt;I  recently attended a lecture on autism given by a physical therapist at  Western U. The information here is garnered from her lecture. Her notes  are well documented and I’ve synthesized them below. If you need any  other information or want a documentation, please let me know.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.25in; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;When  I suspected Jackson of having a disorder and when the diagnosis  arrived, I didn’t know what to do. I thought of all the different  connotations. Words like “special”, “different” and “disorder” suddenly  hit home. It’s a severe developmental disorder and suddenly my  expectations of the future, honor roll, sports star, mission, among  other things, were washed away like chalk drawings in the rain. These  things were still possible but suddenly didn’t seem as reachable. After  wallowing in a haze about the diagnosis, I’ve learned a lot. Even as an  educator I’m appalled at how little I knew about autism as compared to  now and wish to dispense some of the information I’ve gained as well as  lessons I’ve learned.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1.&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you are concerned your child is behind, be &lt;i style=""&gt;aggressive&lt;/i&gt; with health professionals about it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2.&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I’d  like to say sorry to any mother when I thought their child was  blatantly misbehaving and why isn’t the mother doing anything about it. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3.&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The  fact that we are all children of God and any spirit sent to this earth  has the capability to learn (it’s the point of this life after all).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Jackson  was behind in language for a while, but every doctor (or anyone really)  we talked to recommended the “wait and see” approach. I totally  understand this approach. I often console others and if someone  approached me with that concern I would have said the same thing. Now,  refer to number one. Jackson also showed other symptoms but as a  first-time parent, I didn’t really have anything else to reference his  behavior against. With the prevalence of autism increasing, health care  professionals should be well aware of the signals that indicate autism.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Here’s a lot of general information on autism. &lt;b style=""&gt;Read it. &lt;/b&gt;The  prevalence (in part due to more awareness) of autism has risen. In the  1970s, two to three per 10,000 were diagnosed and now 2009 that number  has grown to 1:91.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It affects 4x more males than  females and a new case is diagnosed about every 20 minutes. Wow! Which  means, you know someone or a family or friend who is affected by autism.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;What is Autism?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Autism  is adevelopmental disorder. They are not sure  what exactly causes autism, but the leading research is pointing towards  genetics as well as perhaps an environmental cause. They also know that there are certain chemicals in the brain not functioning correctly. Since there is no  test for autism, such as a blood test or genetic test, doctors have to  use behavioral criteria to give a diagnosis. Now the diagnosis of ASD  (Autism Spectrum Disorder) actually covers five other disorders. Think  of the color red. Pink, chartreuse, maroon, burgundy and cranberry are  all red colors but there are differences. The disorders that fall under  ASD are Rhett’s, autism, Asperger’s, PDD-NOS (Pervasive Developmental  Disorder-Not Otherwise Specified) and CDD (Childhood Disintegrative  Disorder). Only CDD and Rhett’s are digressive (meaning the kid is fine  and then suddenly loses those skills mostly characterized by hand  wringing and a stiff, rocking gait).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;PDD is kind  of the diagnosis when they really don’t know what else it is, but that  it’s autism. Asperger’s is high functioning. Those were the nerdy kids  that didn’t really have any friends, were super smart, but really,  really, really awkward. I’ll explain why they’re so awkward later on.  Then there’s Autism, which is also over a spectrum. This information  will mostly cover autism.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Autism Spectrum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;There  are four different “categories” (I use that word loosely) of autism  (specifically the disgnosis "autism" not "ASD"). It’s called a spectrum  disorder for a reason. There is passive, active, high threshold (for  sensory stimulation), and low threshold. So you can get High/Passive,  High/Active, Low/Passive, or Low/Active. In each category the behaviors  are manifest differently.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;High/Passive&lt;/i&gt;  (Low Registration): Non-reactive, withdrawn, lethargic, un-interested;  rx: increase contrast and decrease predictability of activities&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;High/Active&lt;/i&gt; (Sensory Seeking): Impulsive, excitable, always engaged; rx: feed the need&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Low/Passive&lt;/i&gt;  (Sensory Sensitivity): hyperactive, distractible, difficulty staying on  task; rx: organize input, provide choice and decrease the density of  stimuli&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Low/Active&lt;/i&gt;  (Sensory Avoiding): uncooperative, won’t participate, Rule-bound; rx:  honor discomfort, increase routines, increase predictability&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;Of  the four, each child will gravitate towards one area. For family, you  should know which area Jackson falls into. I’m pretty sure he’s sensory  seeking. He is always on the go, loves big hugs, crashing into things,  hiding under pillows, etc.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;So how do you get the diagnosis for Autism?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; To receive a diagnosis of autism, a child must have at least 6 of the characteristics in three different areas:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1)&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Impairment  in social interaction manifested by the following: lack of social or  emotional reciprocity, impairment of non-verbal behaviors (eye contact,  facial expression, body language), and lack of “sharing” like bringing  objects to show, pointing out objects.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2)&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Impairment  in communication manifested by the following: delay in, lack of spoken  language with no attempt at gestures to compensate; impairment in  holding a conversation-like dialogue, repetitive use of language; lack  of spontaneous, varied, pretend play or social imitative play  appropriate for age.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3)&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Restricted  interests manifested by the following: preoccupation with parts of  objects, repetitive motor movements (hand-flapping, running in place,  complex whole-body movements); inflexible adherence to routines.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Basically,  lack of language, eye contact and extremely narrow interests or  “self-stimulating (stimming)” behaviors might indicate that your child  has ASD. It’s difficult for first-time parents to notice these signs  because it’s their first kid. So health professionals should be aware  that these parents don’t have a norm to reference concerning kid’s  development. If it hadn’t been for Jackson’s lack of speech, we wouldn’t  have worried. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Autism  affects the brain’s ability to process information. For example, people  with autism are unable to ignore the feeling of clothes on their body,  or the sound of the fan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In addition to  dealing with processing difficulties, people that have ASD usually deal  with other disorders: ADHD 28%, OCD 19%, anxiety, depression 15%,  Sensory Modulation Disorder, and epilepsy 25%, and MR 20%.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;There  are so many different causes for autism that they’ve been able to  identify. Some of them are genetic and some are environmental. THE  THEORY THAT AUTISM IS CAUSED BY VACCINES IS FALSE. The group that  performed the study has retracted their claim and the leader of the  group has had his license revoked due to unethical practices. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Children  that have autism develop all over the map. They may gain certain skills  while not developing others. For example, a child with autism may be  able to skip, but is unable to balance on one foot. Assessment of ASD’s  must be comprehensive and involve multiple disciplines and a collection  of information across people and contexts. Who should be involved?  Speech therapists, occupational therapists, behavioral therapists,  teachers, special Ed teachers, parents, pediatrician, and the  neurologist and physical therapists. That’s a lot of people!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I’m  not going to go into the different ways to assess your child if you  think they have autism, but I will list some assessments you should  check out: CARS rating system (Childhood Autism Rating Scale), CHAT  (Checklist for Autism in Toddlers), Autism Treatment Evaluation  Checklist, Social Communication Questionnaire (previously known as The  Autism Screening Questionnaire), ADI- Autism Diagnostic  Interview-Revised, and the Autism Diagnostic Observation Schedule.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Why Should You Get Your Kid “Labeled”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Back  in the day (as in our parents’ day), labels were bad. Now, labels are  good because then it’s documented and your child is able to receive all  sorts of therapy for free as well as an IEP. An IEP is an individualized  education plan and teachers are required by law to adhere to it. It is  individual, but some things the teacher may be required to do are: when  giving instructions repeat eye to eye for the child, stand by their desk  when instructing, reword instructions in a specific way, allow for more  time for assignments, etc.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;LABELS ARE NOT BAD. I say this about ANY DIAGNOSIS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;If You Suspect…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Talk  to your pediatrician and demand your child be evaluated by the proper  professional: a pediatric neurologist. That's about as official as you  can get.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;What You Can Do At Home&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Work  on eye contact, interrupt repetitive behaviors, simplify your  sentences, try and get them to point, consider using sign language,  allow them to tantrum and make them use their words…be creative. That’s  the biggest thing I’ve learned is to be creative. Use things that they  are interested in and then draw them out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-4086706841245130740?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/4086706841245130740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=4086706841245130740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/4086706841245130740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/4086706841245130740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-experience-with-autism-general.html' title='My Experience with Autism Thus Far'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-5029024123716436250</id><published>2011-02-01T09:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T09:08:57.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson and Sam updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://multimedia.heraldinteractive.com/images/80fdb2ed76_ltpBabySigningTime112007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 275px;" src="http://multimedia.heraldinteractive.com/images/80fdb2ed76_ltpBabySigningTime112007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday we went in the hot tub and he signed "hot water". Whenever we say let's go, he goes to grab Sam's carseat and help. He is learning his numbers. He knows 1,2,3 and 8. And "p" for parking. We live in an apartment complex with an elevator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday he also sang along with me, something he's never really done. He was in the shower and I was watching him. The spout was turned all the way to one side and he was standing there, I was outside standing on a towel which was catching all the extra water. He then signed, "Signing Time" which is the name of the signing show he watches. I sang the theme song: Baby, baby, baby signing time (repeat 3x)throw in a bridge and you get the idea. Anytime I sang "signing time" he would sign "signing time". He was singing along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://indianadairy.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/picnic_basket_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 351px; height: 297px;" src="http://indianadairy.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/picnic_basket_copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Jackson said "book", "cool", "do it!" and was singing along with me (he was signing). Then (these might be repeats) he signed cereal, time, sign, cracker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night he woke up in his crib around 11. When we asked him if he was hungry he signed "food". So we got him some baby food and we were feeding it to him in his crib. He then signed "picnic"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam will unknowingly let go of his support objects for about 3 seconds and stand. Sam has a really wide stance when he crawls! He just follows me all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i219/worriedamerican/ducks-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 639px; height: 321px;" src="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i219/worriedamerican/ducks-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-5029024123716436250?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/5029024123716436250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=5029024123716436250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/5029024123716436250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/5029024123716436250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/02/on-friday-we-went-in-hot-tub-and-he.html' title='Jackson and Sam updates'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622492415778139089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/SG3GORewObI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ac6e-cXSFSs/S220/The+Baker+Wedding+028_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-8899711981601126559</id><published>2011-01-29T09:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T19:09:00.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Today Jackson said, "Clllose the door!" then "Cllose it!" And "trrain".&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Choo-choo and he signed slow. He also knows for sure what a swing, slide, and playground/park are. Today he signed "cracker."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-8899711981601126559?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/8899711981601126559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=8899711981601126559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/8899711981601126559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/8899711981601126559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/01/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622492415778139089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/SG3GORewObI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ac6e-cXSFSs/S220/The+Baker+Wedding+028_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-2902098097320252693</id><published>2011-01-25T20:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T20:20:21.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wahoo!</title><content type='html'>Tonight Jackson said close, door, here, hide, dad, hi, and here you are. He also signed motorcycle, happy, yes, play, game and phone. WOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-2902098097320252693?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/2902098097320252693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=2902098097320252693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2902098097320252693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2902098097320252693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/01/wahoo.html' title='Wahoo!'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-4234788765866876633</id><published>2011-01-22T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T09:05:03.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jackson added "library", "milk", and "bike" and helicopter. He also recognizes the sounds of trains, helicopters, and planes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam is starting to let go of stuff when he's standing. He's very brave. He also had steak yesterday and loved it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-4234788765866876633?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/4234788765866876633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=4234788765866876633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/4234788765866876633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/4234788765866876633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/01/jackson-added-library-milk-and-bike-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-687810184874035577</id><published>2011-01-19T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T06:51:29.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Dinner Easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.healthykiosk.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/vegetables_healthy_food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 180px;" src="http://www.healthykiosk.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/vegetables_healthy_food.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I have to post about one of my new favorite things&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.makedinnereasy.com/index.html"&gt;Make Dinner Easy.&lt;/a&gt; What is it? Well I'm glad you asked. This supermom, who loves to cook, provides "five free simple weekly dinner menus, quick-easy dinner recipes, and an organized free printable grocery list. Each weekly dinner menu includes kid friendly dinner recipes that and quick and easy to make."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I LOVE it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It comes with a shopping list that is organized according to produce, meat, and in the aisles. Shopping is EASY. I just scan the list and check off the ingredients I've already got. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The meals are also extremely balanced: "I try to include fresh fruits and vegetables and a minimum of processed ingredients." VERY true! We've never had such balanced meals.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Less waste. The menus provide one or two vegetables that are used in at least two recipes so you use more of the stuff you buy without having it go bad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Each meal usually takes no more than 30 min to prep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is usually at least one fish dish and one crock pot dish each week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I only have to figure out meals for Saturday and Sunday! (Which usually just means cooking one of the dinners again to use our stuff).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I only go grocery shopping once a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Things to keep in mind:&lt;br /&gt;The serving sizes are for 4-6 people. So all you have to do it check out the quantity at the beginning of the recipe and adjust accordingly. DONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've worked off the menus for three weeks right now.&lt;br /&gt;It's saved us money. I don't have to stress about dinner. The meals are all tasty. We've got some new favorites. And so I'm keeping the weekly menu instead of just the recipe and I'll recycle the whole week's menu. &lt;a href="http://www.makedinnereasy.com/index.html"&gt;Seriously. Go. Check. It. Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after dinner and this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momliving.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/cooking-dinner-image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 220px;" src="http://www.momliving.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/cooking-dinner-image.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.sheknows.com/articles/10-Qualities-SM-Art-Img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://cdn.sheknows.com/articles/10-Qualities-SM-Art-Img.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-687810184874035577?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/687810184874035577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=687810184874035577' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/687810184874035577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/687810184874035577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/01/make-dinner-easy.html' title='Make Dinner Easy'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-4026334959016725534</id><published>2011-01-14T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T06:43:53.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A LOT of NEW Posts</title><content type='html'>Don't miss the other posts down below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been a ton of firsts for Jackson and I'm so proud of him. So here's another Jackson celebration:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday we went to story time and it marked the first time he was interested in the story and participated in the songs! He sat on my lap for some of it and even helped the teacher turn pages! Previously, he'd just run around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday on our way to the library, we passed a dog. He got my attention and then signed dog. We heard a plane and he signed plane (totally new).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday he added "juice" to his signing vocab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday, he played catch for the first time!!! I'm so extraordinarily proud of him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-4026334959016725534?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/4026334959016725534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=4026334959016725534' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/4026334959016725534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/4026334959016725534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/01/lot-of-new-posts.html' title='A LOT of NEW Posts'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-3914988213709441686</id><published>2011-01-14T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T06:40:53.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Wedding Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ivyellephotography.blogspot.com/2011/01/danielle-mark-wedding-southern-alberta.html"&gt;Here are more pictures from Mark and Dani's Wedding!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photographer was a good friend of Dani's and I think did a great job, but in her own words "it's pretty easy to photograph such good looking people". I agree. Dani was absolutely stunning and together, her and Mark look like models. No joke!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-3914988213709441686?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/3914988213709441686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=3914988213709441686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/3914988213709441686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/3914988213709441686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/01/more-wedding-stuff.html' title='More Wedding Stuff'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-8279734522027944282</id><published>2011-01-14T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T06:37:13.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Christmas stuff</title><content type='html'>Again, there is no particular order to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS93aQmXtJI/AAAAAAAACLQ/7mYJEfQbq5M/s1600/Christmas+&amp;amp;+Wedding+Dec+2010+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 213px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561795357842060434" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS93aQmXtJI/AAAAAAAACLQ/7mYJEfQbq5M/s320/Christmas%2B%2526%2BWedding%2BDec%2B2010%2B130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Logan and Jared test the slope. Logan is a little apprehensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS925HU5vMI/AAAAAAAACLI/dEMW2JPEaAI/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 213px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561794788417191106" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS925HU5vMI/AAAAAAAACLI/dEMW2JPEaAI/s320/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Santa arrived Jackson was so excited! Santa gave him a bell and after about five minutes, he came up to Santa and gave it back to him. I was so happy about this moment! The only reason he knows about Santa is because he LOVES the Polar Express movie. The elves make a HUGE deal about Santa in the movie so Jackson knew exactly what to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS92eQ9LAVI/AAAAAAAACLA/jdwyEr3bK4k/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 213px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561794327145546066" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS92eQ9LAVI/AAAAAAAACLA/jdwyEr3bK4k/s320/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "No, no, I have to go - there's a million kids out there waiting for me. Oh my, the women just fall all over me and wont let me go ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS91yXEEgcI/AAAAAAAACK4/K3aVDCCpyOw/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 213px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561793572870848962" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS91yXEEgcI/AAAAAAAACK4/K3aVDCCpyOw/s320/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Golly, is this all I get?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS90xmprccI/AAAAAAAACKw/Uh7HTjHZwSw/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 213px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561792460363624898" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS90xmprccI/AAAAAAAACKw/Uh7HTjHZwSw/s320/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The big boys and girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS90dubb2jI/AAAAAAAACKo/_Q371hNU7IY/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 213px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561792118853982770" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS90dubb2jI/AAAAAAAACKo/_Q371hNU7IY/s320/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS90HDt2xeI/AAAAAAAACKg/-AqqiA37KN4/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 213px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561791729431397858" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS90HDt2xeI/AAAAAAAACKg/-AqqiA37KN4/s320/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9zz5Kj_9I/AAAAAAAACKY/c-9NpOachlI/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 213px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561791400181497810" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9zz5Kj_9I/AAAAAAAACKY/c-9NpOachlI/s320/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9zibVC5mI/AAAAAAAACKQ/IHI6zEpkz4Y/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 213px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561791100114626146" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9zibVC5mI/AAAAAAAACKQ/IHI6zEpkz4Y/s320/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9zL_pF1sI/AAAAAAAACKI/t3D00IPfXJU/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 213px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561790714725390018" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9zL_pF1sI/AAAAAAAACKI/t3D00IPfXJU/s320/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9yxU7kFdI/AAAAAAAACKA/UuoaSGcPVzw/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 213px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561790256583546322" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9yxU7kFdI/AAAAAAAACKA/UuoaSGcPVzw/s320/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a haul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9yKUxD_vI/AAAAAAAACJ4/CpwW6DJfvBU/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 213px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561789586524602098" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9yKUxD_vI/AAAAAAAACJ4/CpwW6DJfvBU/s320/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9xv3iRpWI/AAAAAAAACJw/H6nTT0wRgxU/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 213px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561789132001355106" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9xv3iRpWI/AAAAAAAACJw/H6nTT0wRgxU/s320/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now this is what I call fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9xQMarFVI/AAAAAAAACJo/JSSsPcVEkrI/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 213px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561788587850798418" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9xQMarFVI/AAAAAAAACJo/JSSsPcVEkrI/s320/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9w4vgTX8I/AAAAAAAACJg/4GaHmDM48tk/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 213px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561788184952790978" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9w4vgTX8I/AAAAAAAACJg/4GaHmDM48tk/s320/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More of the unwrapping game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9wXOODVZI/AAAAAAAACJY/eIYZ7MEpr0Y/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 213px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561787609082189202" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9wXOODVZI/AAAAAAAACJY/eIYZ7MEpr0Y/s320/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At lunch in Chinatown, Jackson enjoyed the soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9wEN3WElI/AAAAAAAACJQ/E99io2tw1ps/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 213px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561787282569433682" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9wEN3WElI/AAAAAAAACJQ/E99io2tw1ps/s320/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meanwhile Logan tried the duck, the barbecued pork, the chicken, the soup, the greens and always wanted more. I've never seen a kid eat so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9vn8fIMLI/AAAAAAAACJI/OgPVZqsXm8U/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 213px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561786796868120754" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9vn8fIMLI/AAAAAAAACJI/OgPVZqsXm8U/s320/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not a bad looking lunch plate. This was Colby's Soya Chicken. Delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9vKJGPiZI/AAAAAAAACJA/Djoc11uwQf4/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 133px; display: block; height: 200px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561786284857330066" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS9vKJGPiZI/AAAAAAAACJA/Djoc11uwQf4/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We don't know where this lady came from, but her nose is large enough to hold at least a dozen quarters (Explanation of inside joke: we were playing Hide the Quarter with GG when we were all pretty young. You know the old hot and cold game. Well, we couldn't find the quarter anywhere. Dani was very young and short and went up to ask GG where the quarter was and discovered that it was hiding up GG's nose. She was the only one who could see it because she was the only one short enough).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3163079542737882723-8279734522027944282?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/8279734522027944282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=8279734522027944282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/8279734522027944282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/8279734522027944282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/01/more-christmas-stuff.html' title='More Christmas stuff'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TS93aQmXtJI/AAAAAAAACLQ/7mYJEfQbq5M/s72-c/Christmas%2B%2526%2BWedding%2BDec%2B2010%2B130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-6152652576479131731</id><published>2011-01-09T17:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T17:45:26.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Words</title><content type='html'>Woody, Shoe, Sock :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-6152652576479131731?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/6152652576479131731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=6152652576479131731' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6152652576479131731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6152652576479131731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-words.html' title='New Words'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-7034975101890315519</id><published>2011-01-09T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T17:45:02.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Steve Jobs</title><content type='html'>Dear Steve,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we've never met, but I feel we should be on a first name basis after all the things you've done for my kids.&lt;br /&gt;Remember the time when Sam wasn't falling asleep and I felt like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/scream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/scream.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I was so tired. Anyway, remember how I put Braham's Lullaby on repeat and put the ipod by Sam's head? And I was like phew! Thanks, Steve.&lt;br /&gt;Or remember the time that Jackson figured out shapes and said, "Down" and "Jump" from stuff like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://games.adultswim.com/mobile/tools/img/screenshots/robotunicornattack/screenshot-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://games.adultswim.com/mobile/tools/img/screenshots/robotunicornattack/screenshot-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.whattheyplay.com/media/images/blog/2009/08/toddlers/teasers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 475px;" src="http://www.whattheyplay.com/media/images/blog/2009/08/toddlers/teasers.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was like, "Awesome!" Good thinking, Steve!&lt;br /&gt;You've even been there for me when I was lost! Thanks, Steve!&lt;br /&gt;Keep it up!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and when you see John Lasseter again, say hi!&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-7034975101890315519?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/7034975101890315519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=7034975101890315519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7034975101890315519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7034975101890315519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/01/dear-steve-jobs.html' title='Dear Steve Jobs'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-2008287557320841410</id><published>2011-01-08T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T07:07:28.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;These pictures of the Christmas Holiday 2010 are in  no particular order, but show the fun we all had as family and friends  gathered to celebrate the holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSefjUODFPI/AAAAAAAACIM/xYxnWyLAQb4/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559587694084035826" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 133px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSefjUODFPI/AAAAAAAACIM/xYxnWyLAQb4/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A beautiful quilt given to Dani and Mark by Nada Walton.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeefThspSI/AAAAAAAACIE/xymePbzQ7fU/s1600/Christmas+&amp;amp;+Wedding+Dec+2010+514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559586525666911522" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 133px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeefThspSI/AAAAAAAACIE/xymePbzQ7fU/s200/Christmas%2B%2526%2BWedding%2BDec%2B2010%2B514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sam enjoys the "treasures" of the pinata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeeHNxAgRI/AAAAAAAACH8/Up3o1BacKBU/s1600/Christmas+&amp;amp;+Wedding+Dec+2010+508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559586111803654418" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 133px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeeHNxAgRI/AAAAAAAACH8/Up3o1BacKBU/s200/Christmas%2B%2526%2BWedding%2BDec%2B2010%2B508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Logan gives the pinata a mucho whacko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSedqcQofOI/AAAAAAAACH0/r04lVD98Nds/s1600/Christmas+&amp;amp;+Wedding+Dec+2010+546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559585617478188258" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSedqcQofOI/AAAAAAAACH0/r04lVD98Nds/s200/Christmas%2B%2526%2BWedding%2BDec%2B2010%2B546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson and Grandad enjoy a movie together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSedVnlspXI/AAAAAAAACHs/TB5oUmJNqUs/s1600/Christmas+&amp;amp;+Wedding+Dec+2010+552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559585259742078322" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSedVnlspXI/AAAAAAAACHs/TB5oUmJNqUs/s200/Christmas%2B%2526%2BWedding%2BDec%2B2010%2B552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; GG and Sam enjoy a moment together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSec8dMT9GI/AAAAAAAACHk/2L8TzXO0Fy8/s1600/Christmas+&amp;amp;+Wedding+Dec+2010+568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559584827454518370" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 133px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSec8dMT9GI/AAAAAAAACHk/2L8TzXO0Fy8/s200/Christmas%2B%2526%2BWedding%2BDec%2B2010%2B568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nana and Jackson play -  "I'm gonna get you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSecqZwADuI/AAAAAAAACHc/5Uv-TN354Uk/s1600/Christmas+&amp;amp;+Wedding+Dec+2010+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559584517292822242" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSecqZwADuI/AAAAAAAACHc/5Uv-TN354Uk/s200/Christmas%2B%2526%2BWedding%2BDec%2B2010%2B152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A day out sledding down the driveway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSecZUSoIWI/AAAAAAAACHU/gOMEIoNLgmI/s1600/Christmas+&amp;amp;+Wedding+Dec+2010+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559584223769665890" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 133px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSecZUSoIWI/AAAAAAAACHU/gOMEIoNLgmI/s200/Christmas%2B%2526%2BWedding%2BDec%2B2010%2B108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The race is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSecBzNO8yI/AAAAAAAACHM/OXxXZUTEshg/s1600/Christmas+&amp;amp;+Wedding+Dec+2010+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559583819751682850" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 133px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSecBzNO8yI/AAAAAAAACHM/OXxXZUTEshg/s200/Christmas%2B%2526%2BWedding%2BDec%2B2010%2B136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Warriors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeb1VLUs0I/AAAAAAAACHE/uWUB_QJPJqc/s1600/Christmas+&amp;amp;+Wedding+Dec+2010+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559583605532177218" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 133px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeb1VLUs0I/AAAAAAAACHE/uWUB_QJPJqc/s200/Christmas%2B%2526%2BWedding%2BDec%2B2010%2B142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ready to roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSebbfgwhOI/AAAAAAAACG8/lxoa_J-zQNM/s1600/Christmas+&amp;amp;+Wedding+Dec+2010+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559583161629836514" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 133px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSebbfgwhOI/AAAAAAAACG8/lxoa_J-zQNM/s200/Christmas%2B%2526%2BWedding%2BDec%2B2010%2B129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dani and Jackson start to go, but only Dani is smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSebAo_IW9I/AAAAAAAACG0/bL2bV2_O1gU/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559582700316679122" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSebAo_IW9I/AAAAAAAACG0/bL2bV2_O1gU/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSealHOeolI/AAAAAAAACGs/s9jp_cqBqeo/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559582227397780050" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSealHOeolI/AAAAAAAACGs/s9jp_cqBqeo/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Christmas dinner table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeaNZWD-zI/AAAAAAAACGk/ruTB2kM4iKk/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559581819944565554" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeaNZWD-zI/AAAAAAAACGk/ruTB2kM4iKk/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson is excited to read one of his favorite books - Pixar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeZwNVIr-I/AAAAAAAACGc/M3y90fhg3n4/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559581318503247842" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeZwNVIr-I/AAAAAAAACGc/M3y90fhg3n4/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A special present for the Merrill's and Gage's (and belated to Sandra and Bryce), Rick Steves Europe DVD's of 89 shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeZWGwKgsI/AAAAAAAACGU/YRIQYc6KBdQ/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559580870060966594" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 132px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeZWGwKgsI/AAAAAAAACGU/YRIQYc6KBdQ/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who cares about the Chicago Blackhawks  ----  I'm a Calgary Flames fan.  Go Flames Go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeZCQpXzaI/AAAAAAAACGM/I3QR2cXB5TQ/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559580529119448482" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeZCQpXzaI/AAAAAAAACGM/I3QR2cXB5TQ/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson enjoys his new computer, with Logan looking over his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeYuK-MnmI/AAAAAAAACGE/2oUS1Ij5Cl4/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559580183998799458" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 133px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeYuK-MnmI/AAAAAAAACGE/2oUS1Ij5Cl4/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nana and Sam take part in the Nativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeYYo4HCOI/AAAAAAAACF8/FX7w0qmEFDI/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559579814069209314" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 133px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeYYo4HCOI/AAAAAAAACF8/FX7w0qmEFDI/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; GG plays the part of a 'Wiseman".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeX-cTpfYI/AAAAAAAACF0/qDiHPzFtUXo/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559579364018453890" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeX-cTpfYI/AAAAAAAACF0/qDiHPzFtUXo/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More of the cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeXibSo91I/AAAAAAAACFs/NLvMfpJZAyo/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559578882709452626" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeXibSo91I/AAAAAAAACFs/NLvMfpJZAyo/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And all of the cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeXBq1UXwI/AAAAAAAACFk/Gr2wJ1akqvc/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559578319945752322" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeXBq1UXwI/AAAAAAAACFk/Gr2wJ1akqvc/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The traditional unwrapping game photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeWsm3svRI/AAAAAAAACFc/_TS4CueTp_c/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559577958104743186" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 134px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeWsm3svRI/AAAAAAAACFc/_TS4CueTp_c/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The paper fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeWWXWnVYI/AAAAAAAACFU/jOzwwuoYAjE/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559577575982323074" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeWWXWnVYI/AAAAAAAACFU/jOzwwuoYAjE/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sister missionaries give a Christmas spiritual message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeV6GVW__I/AAAAAAAACFM/h2ZyfxJMaCw/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559577090377318386" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeV6GVW__I/AAAAAAAACFM/h2ZyfxJMaCw/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the "winners" are ----.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeVhJUN46I/AAAAAAAACFE/0UgvZ2ycOds/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559576661681103778" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeVhJUN46I/AAAAAAAACFE/0UgvZ2ycOds/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeVALArITI/AAAAAAAACE8/hEmbLif4Cns/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559576095200321842" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 133px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeVALArITI/AAAAAAAACE8/hEmbLif4Cns/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeUQ7zP_RI/AAAAAAAACEs/3_W9jxnWSGY/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559575283663633682" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 133px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeUQ7zP_RI/AAAAAAAACEs/3_W9jxnWSGY/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone had a turn at killing and cleaning a Dungeness Crab.  This was Megan's turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeT85fIf4I/AAAAAAAACEk/PI1cWy3-hkc/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559574939445002114" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeT85fIf4I/AAAAAAAACEk/PI1cWy3-hkc/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeSwWNv4mI/AAAAAAAACEM/4sSgrpgL0MQ/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559573624306786914" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeSwWNv4mI/AAAAAAAACEM/4sSgrpgL0MQ/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Logan want to order more of that good looking food in Chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeSXd6X4uI/AAAAAAAACEE/M-AJUFyIFCM/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559573196876276450" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeSXd6X4uI/AAAAAAAACEE/M-AJUFyIFCM/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A highlight was the presentation of chocolate from around the world by Becca.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeRxbe-h0I/AAAAAAAACD8/jARkBtzfdnM/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559572543389468482" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 133px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeRxbe-h0I/AAAAAAAACD8/jARkBtzfdnM/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Santa with Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeRXgg2O3I/AAAAAAAACD0/ADAA8xZRABY/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559572098062891890" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeRXgg2O3I/AAAAAAAACD0/ADAA8xZRABY/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Santa plays with Jackson through the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeQzMGzsII/AAAAAAAACDs/rcqjc2urlxc/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559571474109673602" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeQzMGzsII/AAAAAAAACDs/rcqjc2urlxc/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Logan is not too sure of this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeQLVrkmII/AAAAAAAACDk/tr9Kpah9Ge0/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559570789485025410" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 133px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeQLVrkmII/AAAAAAAACDk/tr9Kpah9Ge0/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But he warmed up to the presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSePwdEbVdI/AAAAAAAACDc/h70sqtlzUYs/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559570327611856338" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 133px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSePwdEbVdI/AAAAAAAACDc/h70sqtlzUYs/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As did Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSePVAhpJxI/AAAAAAAACDU/6Y8nnzCmKiM/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559569856093300498" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 133px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSePVAhpJxI/AAAAAAAACDU/6Y8nnzCmKiM/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeO-9zxnDI/AAAAAAAACDM/QK6GtXr7JGk/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559569477406923826" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeO-9zxnDI/AAAAAAAACDM/QK6GtXr7JGk/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BUT, "I don't know about this",  he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeOkhCuzaI/AAAAAAAACDE/gPUhtRv6zxM/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559569023008427426" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeOkhCuzaI/AAAAAAAACDE/gPUhtRv6zxM/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeNv8kjZQI/AAAAAAAACC8/U7w3unhLB-s/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559568119864976642" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeNv8kjZQI/AAAAAAAACC8/U7w3unhLB-s/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeNFmdcIBI/AAAAAAAACC0/FK_ZGhcNuy4/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559567392375054354" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeNFmdcIBI/AAAAAAAACC0/FK_ZGhcNuy4/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeMYKHS7yI/AAAAAAAACCk/SeVtKrG9-J0/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559566611671871266" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeMYKHS7yI/AAAAAAAACCk/SeVtKrG9-J0/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeMBuVmWzI/AAAAAAAACCc/4yFFWiUcSjA/s1600/More+Christmas++Dec+2010+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559566226258549554" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSeMBuVmWzI/AAAAAAAACCc/4yFFWiUcSjA/s200/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It  was a wonderful Christmas, and although everyone has copies of these  pictures, plus many more, we wanted to blog some of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love to all, and a Happy New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3163079542737882723-2008287557320841410?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/2008287557320841410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=2008287557320841410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2008287557320841410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2008287557320841410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-journal.html' title='Christmas Journal'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/_jNQBrS0qhIs/TSefjUODFPI/AAAAAAAACIM/xYxnWyLAQb4/s72-c/More%2BChristmas%2B%2BDec%2B2010%2B298.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-2725046726756322867</id><published>2011-01-02T19:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:05:48.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Day for My Lil Sis</title><content type='html'>On the 28th of December, Danielle High and Mark Currie were married in the Cardston Alberta Temple. As they came out of the Temple, Dani and Mark were greeted by family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDf-Dqt5_I/AAAAAAAAKQQ/avRaIds3prs/s1600/DSC04513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDf-Dqt5_I/AAAAAAAAKQQ/avRaIds3prs/s400/DSC04513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557688197404551154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDggYBLgEI/AAAAAAAAKQY/vDSwtxUxOKU/s1600/DSC04514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDggYBLgEI/AAAAAAAAKQY/vDSwtxUxOKU/s400/DSC04514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557688786983026754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDg_LNjpCI/AAAAAAAAKQg/_Ow_vmio6DE/s1600/DSC04515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDg_LNjpCI/AAAAAAAAKQg/_Ow_vmio6DE/s400/DSC04515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557689316121224226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Currie family. Two brothers and two sister's in law. Two nieces and nephews who all adore Dani and Mark. Hal and Diana are the proud parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDl1RboQTI/AAAAAAAAKQw/UvDiv-YIKvc/s1600/DSC04551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDl1RboQTI/AAAAAAAAKQw/UvDiv-YIKvc/s400/DSC04551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557694643550306610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad, Mark, Danielle, and Ryan. Last name? .....CURRIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDnCt_kpaI/AAAAAAAAKRA/2yUgYgtGYn4/s1600/DSC04566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDnCt_kpaI/AAAAAAAAKRA/2yUgYgtGYn4/s400/DSC04566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557695974067185058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDma0311hI/AAAAAAAAKQ4/o1wrjfE9s0g/s1600/DSC04559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDma0311hI/AAAAAAAAKQ4/o1wrjfE9s0g/s400/DSC04559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557695288719037970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dani's side of the family were all there too. Pictures of Nana, Grandad, and GG are on the professional photographer's camera and will be added later. (Sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDhkxwOazI/AAAAAAAAKQo/XQaDzwGmzco/s1600/DSC04560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDhkxwOazI/AAAAAAAAKQo/XQaDzwGmzco/s400/DSC04560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557689962122341170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Annelisa was "in attendance".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDosLsTwZI/AAAAAAAAKRQ/KOgytFJbEQA/s1600/DSC04510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDosLsTwZI/AAAAAAAAKRQ/KOgytFJbEQA/s400/DSC04510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557697785925714322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a little chilly outside, so the newlyweds warmed up in the guest room near the front gates of the Cardston Temple. Notice the beautiful silk bouquet that Bryce arranged. He is so talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDniWClVWI/AAAAAAAAKRI/vhyN9vWMEu4/s1600/DSC04573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDniWClVWI/AAAAAAAAKRI/vhyN9vWMEu4/s400/DSC04573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557696517393175906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In case you didn't get to see how gorgeous Dani's hair was, here it is. Val Currie did a fantastic job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDpUQJvUPI/AAAAAAAAKRY/XLVKSvbHdLQ/s1600/DSC04578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDpUQJvUPI/AAAAAAAAKRY/XLVKSvbHdLQ/s400/DSC04578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557698474317664498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From head to toe, Dani had all the details in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD6SQzvDqI/AAAAAAAAKTw/AsLd8lF53zU/s1600/DSC04730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD6SQzvDqI/AAAAAAAAKTw/AsLd8lF53zU/s400/DSC04730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557717131831742114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom had to catch Dani while she visited and warmed up. What a beautiful bride! So very proud of her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDqouaRH3I/AAAAAAAAKRo/oJDApOHgcl0/s1600/DSC04581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDqouaRH3I/AAAAAAAAKRo/oJDApOHgcl0/s400/DSC04581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557699925549064050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Dani and Mark continued to take pictures, the rest of us went to GG's for lunch. On our way home, we saw a familiar truck driving down the road. We sped up to see who was driving. Yup! Mr. and Mrs. Currie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEUyN7ox7I/AAAAAAAAKW4/V46-iTnO_SA/s1600/DSC01935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEUyN7ox7I/AAAAAAAAKW4/V46-iTnO_SA/s400/DSC01935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557746268117714866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had just eaten lunch at A&amp;amp;W and didn't even get ketchup on the dress! That event was cataloged by the photographer as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of work went into getting the gym at the chapel to look nice. In the end, some said it was magical!!! See for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDszx_8ciI/AAAAAAAAKSA/dYp-s2EEN9k/s1600/DSC04624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDszx_8ciI/AAAAAAAAKSA/dYp-s2EEN9k/s400/DSC04624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557702314514215458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The false ceiling really made all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDsGXPhXbI/AAAAAAAAKR4/aLgzSGQS1YM/s1600/DSC04626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDsGXPhXbI/AAAAAAAAKR4/aLgzSGQS1YM/s400/DSC04626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557701534237679026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDtX4rYxOI/AAAAAAAAKSI/trtHHBkPUSM/s1600/DSC04625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDtX4rYxOI/AAAAAAAAKSI/trtHHBkPUSM/s400/DSC04625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557702934782330082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dani and Mark were very grateful to Becca for all the work she put into the wedding cake and cupcakes! They were beautiful and delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDt-Z54IeI/AAAAAAAAKSQ/VM0s8ZkEuYo/s1600/DSC04638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDt-Z54IeI/AAAAAAAAKSQ/VM0s8ZkEuYo/s400/DSC04638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557703596536504802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD_LN0fDHI/AAAAAAAAKUo/V0_GArTCrJg/s1600/DSC04718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD_LN0fDHI/AAAAAAAAKUo/V0_GArTCrJg/s400/DSC04718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557722508328635506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDzBkoeFpI/AAAAAAAAKTQ/fwpFabDBsxE/s1600/DSC04661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDzBkoeFpI/AAAAAAAAKTQ/fwpFabDBsxE/s400/DSC04661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557709148514031250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick photo before all the people started to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDuugASG0I/AAAAAAAAKSY/Q4IeVA6SFcE/s1600/DSC04643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDuugASG0I/AAAAAAAAKSY/Q4IeVA6SFcE/s400/DSC04643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557704422807706434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana, and GG were very impressed with the decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDvcOQNPiI/AAAAAAAAKSg/gZKxRlYowmQ/s1600/DSC04648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDvcOQNPiI/AAAAAAAAKSg/gZKxRlYowmQ/s400/DSC04648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557705208316640802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becca, Jackson, Colby, and Sam all joined in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDwovguUNI/AAAAAAAAKSw/OEtQKgPlCS4/s1600/DSC04668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDwovguUNI/AAAAAAAAKSw/OEtQKgPlCS4/s400/DSC04668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557706522914345170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDxMJKmp_I/AAAAAAAAKS4/l21PIFYMAXs/s1600/DSC04696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDxMJKmp_I/AAAAAAAAKS4/l21PIFYMAXs/s400/DSC04696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557707131096311794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jared, Logan, Megan had fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEKvudkakI/AAAAAAAAKWw/mUmOmoU6wqo/s1600/DSC04798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEKvudkakI/AAAAAAAAKWw/mUmOmoU6wqo/s400/DSC04798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557735230194084418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDxwDzw-RI/AAAAAAAAKTA/o-GwDXg1gnc/s1600/DSC04678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDxwDzw-RI/AAAAAAAAKTA/o-GwDXg1gnc/s400/DSC04678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557707748133632274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandad and Jackson couldn't wait for the party to really get going. It  finally did when people started to arrive and "the line" started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDydSRvjbI/AAAAAAAAKTI/v7S2syZo-fo/s1600/DSC04658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDydSRvjbI/AAAAAAAAKTI/v7S2syZo-fo/s400/DSC04658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557708525111578034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people arrived, they first signed in at the guest book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD4h1umPmI/AAAAAAAAKTY/cAZ9-oprbX0/s1600/DSC04682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD4h1umPmI/AAAAAAAAKTY/cAZ9-oprbX0/s400/DSC04682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557715200417087074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the creative "candles" Bryce invented and made for all the centerpieces. Mark made perfect cuts to create the wood stands. The flowers Dani picked out added the finishing touches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD5s4V4DKI/AAAAAAAAKTo/8fEFJk_TPOQ/s1600/DSC04709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD5s4V4DKI/AAAAAAAAKTo/8fEFJk_TPOQ/s400/DSC04709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557716489608891554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once people started to arrive they didn't stop. An estimated 200 people came.  They filled all the chairs we'd set up! We were able to say hello to old friends like Keith Wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD7ACQx4bI/AAAAAAAAKT4/Ez6jG6vscXs/s1600/DSC04726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD7ACQx4bI/AAAAAAAAKT4/Ez6jG6vscXs/s400/DSC04726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557717918201012658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Janice Kershaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD7vAxLf0I/AAAAAAAAKUA/Eky6WZmelo4/s1600/DSC04728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD7vAxLf0I/AAAAAAAAKUA/Eky6WZmelo4/s400/DSC04728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557718725253889858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Dani and Mark were able to enjoy a bite or two of peach filled or berry filled crepes. They were delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD8THOH03I/AAAAAAAAKUI/DgoqBihgtE4/s1600/DSC04735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD8THOH03I/AAAAAAAAKUI/DgoqBihgtE4/s400/DSC04735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557719345461187442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark's brother Brad was the MC for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD9FDM_lxI/AAAAAAAAKUQ/JHHhPbdfT30/s1600/DSC04739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD9FDM_lxI/AAAAAAAAKUQ/JHHhPbdfT30/s400/DSC04739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557720203376170770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing on the program was a poem about the couple. Bryce wrote and read it.  Very cleverly written too, I might add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD91zMDBmI/AAAAAAAAKUY/4mZ8R1qdLfw/s1600/DSC04742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD91zMDBmI/AAAAAAAAKUY/4mZ8R1qdLfw/s400/DSC04742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557721040890824290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt; 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 &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Even though the weather’s hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And one thing&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;we had all discussed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;That traveling home she would not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“So you are coming for a Spring Break,” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;We queried on the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Not exactly was her reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The Spirit said go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;So she made a change in plans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;For inspiration said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Travel home to Canada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Sleep in your own &lt;b style=""&gt;warm &lt;/b&gt;bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Now this was just the first surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;This trip was not a visit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I’m not returning to Utah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And I’m not even going to miss it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Alberta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; is where I want to live &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And raise a family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It has so very much to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;This future is for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Well that was just the day before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;She showed up back at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And that is why today my friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I’m reading you this poem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Now Mark had just finished a mission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;In the Dominical Republic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Time again to try the dating game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Perhaps a Gal he’d seek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;One night Mark’s friend Ben Fairbanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Was at the McAlister spread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;He phoned and said, I’m hungry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;In fact I feel half dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Please bring me food, come over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And meet some cute young chicks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The night is young, it’s half past 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;These girls aren’t half bad picks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;So Mark, like the good friend he was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Brought McDonalds out for Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The food he’d bought to eat himself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Was shared about with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“May I have some. “”Oh share with me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Was all the women said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;A taste of this, the rest of that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Till all of them were fed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;When Danni saw how generous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;This handsome guy could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;A good impression it did make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;A defining memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;That night they played Apples to Apples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And Danni was chosen Judge of all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Mark came up with a real good answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;But the Judge his name didn’t call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Now really Danni had thought his answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Was best of any answer there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;But she chose the other guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;You see, she was being wise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It’s the coyness that wins in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;That is why the next few days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;With all the group around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Mark Currie and Danielle High &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Were also to be found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It wasn’t really dating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;They were just out with friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;But may I now remind you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;We know how the story ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Soon Mark had told his Mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;He’d met his kindred spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The time he spent without Danielle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Well, he simply could not bear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It’s nice Mark has a brother &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;With horses and a barn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;When Danni’s pal Lanae sought a photo opp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;To take pictures with rustic charm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;So after all the pictures and taking turns riding Raz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;An opportunity was presented, the best kind a guy ever has.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;There was Raz , Mark &amp;amp; Danni in the corner of the field &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“Come here Raz,” Mark called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;and the steed came forth and kneeled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Up upon his back they climbed, you know, you get the gist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And at this time in their romance they hadn’t even kissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For Mark &amp;amp; Danni the railroad tracks were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;A good place to reflect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Looking at the starry night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;She never felt neglect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The first time that they strolled there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Mark hinted at a kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;But Danni only lowered her eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And He could only wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;When they really started dating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;They rolled three months into each one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Each date anticipating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The excitement and the fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;They could not stand to be apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Her friends began to wine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Come and spend more time with us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;They all began to pine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;They did do other things though &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;With lots of other friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;At Days of Thunder in Crowsnest Pass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;They tried to make amends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Due to low budgets hot dogs was all they could afford.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Day after day they blessed them as they prayed unto the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;As time went by this summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;They spent lots of time with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Marks calm respectful spirit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Earned lots of points with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;One time to their cabin Marks family went to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Danni was invited and the work she did not shirk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The Curries really liked the ethics they could see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And soon they thought that Danni might fit in their family tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Mark’s nieces and nephews fell in love with her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And Mark’s feelings deepened and became more sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;To see love reflected in her joy and her smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And how she loved the children and went the extra mile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;So to conclude the story &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I now must take you back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;To the sight of the engagement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;That very same Railroad Track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;They’d finished a nice breakfast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Out to Turner Valley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Two hours later &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;He would bend upon one knee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;With the diamond ring in hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And a smile upon his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;He asked this beautiful girl Danielle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;If His life she would grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;So now this lovely couple add their own branch of the tree,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;We are very glad they are in the family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;A Temple Wedding was the best way to start out this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;May God’s blessings rest upon them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;We now all humbly pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Bryce L. Walton        December 26, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Then Mom read a letter from Sister Annelisa High. It was a surprise to everyone. It made Nana and Grandad cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD-byinQSI/AAAAAAAAKUg/AWI-gKhi03g/s1600/DSC04745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD-byinQSI/AAAAAAAAKUg/AWI-gKhi03g/s400/DSC04745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557721693552066850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LETTER TO MARK AND DANIELLE~&lt;span&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;28 Dec&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Hello Family and Frineds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This letter is to my sister Danielle and new brother- in- law Mark. Let’s see....any embarrassing stories that I can tell you? Hmmm….. I’m sure alot has been shared already so I will spare you. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This day another prayer is answered! You have found and fell in love with a man worthy of the Priesthood, who has served a full-time mission, and who is strong in the gospel. When I met Mark in Provo,&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I could tell that he will take care of you. I am so happy for you both! My joy is full that you two have entered the Temple and made covenants with our Heavenly Father. What a gift he gives to us. This is a day you will always remember. I want to give you a quote from the Family Proclamation to the World as a weddin present. Quote: " Happiness in family life is most likely to be achieved when founded upon the teachings of the Lord Jesus Christ. Successful marriages and families are established and maintained on principles of faith, prayer, repentance, forgiveness, respect, love, compassion, work and wholesome recreational activities" (like horseback riding) I strongly encourage you two to study the scriptures together, pray together. Your relationship will strengthen, you will grow together, and your love for Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ will be deeply rooted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This is an active Gospel. We have the scriptures which testify of Jesus Christ , a living prophet, and Temples scattered all over the earth. We have a knowledge of the Plan of Salvation. I have come to know my Savior. I know that His Atonement is real. I am grateful for the gift of the Holy Ghost. It comforts, guides, protects, testifies of all truth, sanctifies. I am grateful for family and the tender miracles and mercies Heavenly Father is willing to grant. He is lovingly watching over us. His love is infinite and unconditional. He places people and situations in our path to help us through. I love you both. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mark, welcome to the Family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; All my love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Sister Annelisa High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; To the rest of those in attendance - DO YOUR MISSIONARY WORK! :) Although I would love to be there, I would not want to be anywhere else but on my Mission. That sounds like a contradiction. I will explain it another way. I would give all the money I have, all the money in the world to be at Danielle's wedding. But money has no value to me right now because I am a missionary of the Lord, Jesus Christ. I have a work to do, and how great and marvelous it is!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark had once said to Dani that he wanted to hear her play the piano everyday. She played "Winter Peace" by Jim Brickman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEACSNA5FI/AAAAAAAAKUw/i8qBkxnbrBY/s1600/DSC04748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEACSNA5FI/AAAAAAAAKUw/i8qBkxnbrBY/s400/DSC04748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557723454398063698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was Mark's turn. Before he sang a song for Dani, he told us all that he'd been nervous until he'd heard Dani play the piano. Her song calmed him right down. He said she has a way of doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEAv89AyCI/AAAAAAAAKU4/mx44LoOM-3s/s1600/DSC04757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEAv89AyCI/AAAAAAAAKU4/mx44LoOM-3s/s400/DSC04757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557724238967785506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandad gave a beautiful tribute to the bride. Later, Grandad said he was sorry he got emotional, but I think it just made it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEBabKkjQI/AAAAAAAAKVA/ofJ_qiOZS6U/s1600/DSC04753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEBabKkjQI/AAAAAAAAKVA/ofJ_qiOZS6U/s400/DSC04753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557724968632225026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark thanked everyone for coming and paid tribute to Danielle. He has great love for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSECDn4uNbI/AAAAAAAAKVI/zMCQVdIfT10/s1600/DSC04756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSECDn4uNbI/AAAAAAAAKVI/zMCQVdIfT10/s400/DSC04756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557725676421658034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Mark got the idea that Dani loves him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEDIVAsb0I/AAAAAAAAKVQ/-DVCSKPXnRA/s1600/DSC04762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEDIVAsb0I/AAAAAAAAKVQ/-DVCSKPXnRA/s400/DSC04762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557726856765796162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it came time to cut the cake, all went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEDqOGPmwI/AAAAAAAAKVY/GSKtowdlAk4/s1600/DSC04766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEDqOGPmwI/AAAAAAAAKVY/GSKtowdlAk4/s400/DSC04766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557727439025576706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEEqgecAGI/AAAAAAAAKVg/n5FT0JyAmos/s1600/DSC04771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEEqgecAGI/AAAAAAAAKVg/n5FT0JyAmos/s400/DSC04771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557728543470518370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple's first dance was romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEFQdIV1kI/AAAAAAAAKVo/aqHc9l42NeQ/s1600/DSC04777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEFQdIV1kI/AAAAAAAAKVo/aqHc9l42NeQ/s400/DSC04777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557729195407562306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEFzwMl-MI/AAAAAAAAKVw/xN7ogG_PxRQ/s1600/DSC04779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEFzwMl-MI/AAAAAAAAKVw/xN7ogG_PxRQ/s400/DSC04779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557729801821092034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dani danced with Grandad too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEGV8fvodI/AAAAAAAAKV4/F9AqP_3Zgeg/s1600/DSC04781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEGV8fvodI/AAAAAAAAKV4/F9AqP_3Zgeg/s400/DSC04781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557730389238194642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all danced. Mark with his mom, Grandad with me, Dani with Bryce, and Hal with his mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEG7oSUsyI/AAAAAAAAKWA/tegoBE0aRZE/s1600/DSC04783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEG7oSUsyI/AAAAAAAAKWA/tegoBE0aRZE/s400/DSC04783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557731036648223522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEIPb5B8mI/AAAAAAAAKWQ/93le4aoKGzI/s1600/DSC04786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEIPb5B8mI/AAAAAAAAKWQ/93le4aoKGzI/s400/DSC04786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557732476429922914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark got a chance to dance with his mom's mom - Grandma Braithwaite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEHiDGoCHI/AAAAAAAAKWI/o16e4KPxaMM/s1600/DSC04785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEHiDGoCHI/AAAAAAAAKWI/o16e4KPxaMM/s400/DSC04785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557731696681945202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark's dad Hal danced with his mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEJayN2dNI/AAAAAAAAKWg/I-htzOpO4Hw/s1600/DSC04789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEJayN2dNI/AAAAAAAAKWg/I-htzOpO4Hw/s400/DSC04789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557733770913019090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mark danced with GG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEKCx6h-TI/AAAAAAAAKWo/tqwNnPN2ytU/s1600/DSC04790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSEKCx6h-TI/AAAAAAAAKWo/tqwNnPN2ytU/s400/DSC04790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557734458026752306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All generations and all who attended could tell Dani and Mark were very happy. It was a wonderful day! Congratulations to Danielle and Mark Currie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD5FRdajvI/AAAAAAAAKTg/EiF9s5DfRNw/s1600/DSC04693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSD5FRdajvI/AAAAAAAAKTg/EiF9s5DfRNw/s400/DSC04693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557715809156632306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-2725046726756322867?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/2725046726756322867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=2725046726756322867' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2725046726756322867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2725046726756322867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2011/01/big-day-for-my-lil-sis.html' title='The Big Day for My Lil Sis'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622492415778139089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/SG3GORewObI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ac6e-cXSFSs/S220/The+Baker+Wedding+028_5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Faag2z9mxzU/TSDf-Dqt5_I/AAAAAAAAKQQ/avRaIds3prs/s72-c/DSC04513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-48869723850071488</id><published>2010-12-15T12:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T12:12:53.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Disney Christmas Photo-palooza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkMwqQskjI/AAAAAAAAF6M/9oA-0dB5xmQ/s1600/IMG_0358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkMwqQskjI/AAAAAAAAF6M/9oA-0dB5xmQ/s200/IMG_0358.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550982045828420146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are at 8:15 am. Park just opened and there were NO crowds. I guess it had rained the day before. It was also a little chilly (Jackson should probably have been in pants, but he didn't seem to mind). We only planned on staying for half a day or so and wanted to get going. Our goal was to hit up anything Jackson might like. Off we go!&lt;br /&gt;Jackson loves the Mickey and the Sorcerer's Apprentice cartoon from Fantasia. He'll ask for it on several occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkMwqQskjI/AAAAAAAAF6M/9oA-0dB5xmQ/s1600/IMG_0358.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkMwwxPjcI/AAAAAAAAF6U/BAO0xsxbGCM/s1600/IMG_0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkMwwxPjcI/AAAAAAAAF6U/BAO0xsxbGCM/s200/IMG_0359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550982047575543234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkMwqQskjI/AAAAAAAAF6M/9oA-0dB5xmQ/s1600/IMG_0358.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkMwqQskjI/AAAAAAAAF6M/9oA-0dB5xmQ/s1600/IMG_0358.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;This is the giant Christmas tree which is easily visible from outside  the park. It towers. I'm right at the bottom. Main Street is also decked  out with garlands that hang across the street.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkMwqQskjI/AAAAAAAAF6M/9oA-0dB5xmQ/s1600/IMG_0358.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkMwqQskjI/AAAAAAAAF6M/9oA-0dB5xmQ/s1600/IMG_0358.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkNlDWo3bI/AAAAAAAAF6c/0-TInKvesAk/s1600/IMG_0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkNlDWo3bI/AAAAAAAAF6c/0-TInKvesAk/s200/IMG_0363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550982945917427122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkNlQIhnJI/AAAAAAAAF6k/5k0miIJ7Rx4/s1600/IMG_0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkNlQIhnJI/AAAAAAAAF6k/5k0miIJ7Rx4/s200/IMG_0375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550982949347892370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our  first ride of the day was Buzz Lightyear AstroBlasters. Neither Colby  nor I had ever been on it. We were pretty excited. Two adults per cart  and you each get an astroblaster. The whole ride is set up like a  shooting arcade game. When targets are lit, you score more points. Colby  was pretty good. He got double my score. We went twice. Go Buzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkNlDWo3bI/AAAAAAAAF6c/0-TInKvesAk/s1600/IMG_0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkNlDWo3bI/AAAAAAAAF6c/0-TInKvesAk/s1600/IMG_0363.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkZ2o9LdjI/AAAAAAAAF8E/twA7kqVIoI4/s1600/IMG_0378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkZ2o9LdjI/AAAAAAAAF8E/twA7kqVIoI4/s200/IMG_0378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550996442208499250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's what the ride looks like. Trippy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkNl913rjI/AAAAAAAAF6s/_e16nxqhzYM/s1600/IMG_0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkNl913rjI/AAAAAAAAF6s/_e16nxqhzYM/s200/IMG_0377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550982961617677874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson and Colby went on Autopia. Sam didn't meet the height req so I got to do diaper duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkPG5mG30I/AAAAAAAAF60/lo5a7cvdnyE/s1600/IMG_0381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkPG5mG30I/AAAAAAAAF60/lo5a7cvdnyE/s200/IMG_0381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550984626925133634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jackson's behind the wheel and looking like he belongs there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkPHIGsmlI/AAAAAAAAF68/vHBPEDWoQNk/s1600/IMG_0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkPHIGsmlI/AAAAAAAAF68/vHBPEDWoQNk/s200/IMG_0384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550984630819920466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They deck Sleeping Beauty's castle in snow, lights, and ribbon icicles.  If you remember, there is a Snow White wishing well and fountain to the  right of the castle. Also one of Jackson's favs.  Ducks were swimming in  the pond. Idyllic. Colby took Sam and fed the ducks some of Jackson's  veggie sticks, but hurried back. Colby confessed he thought he had  killed one of the ducks because after it ate the veggie stick it started  gagging and then sank under the water. So we ran over there and clapped  really hard and the duck was revived and everything's okay. I'm just  kidding about that last part. Ahem...moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkPHRI3GyI/AAAAAAAAF7E/DTAQ1HRggAU/s1600/IMG_0387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkPHRI3GyI/AAAAAAAAF7E/DTAQ1HRggAU/s200/IMG_0387.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550984633244916514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We stayed here for 20 min watching the fountain and hearing Snow White sing away. Of course we rode the ride in Fantasyland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkXSTd3NKI/AAAAAAAAF7M/0SksT97o1eE/s1600/IMG_0390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkXSTd3NKI/AAAAAAAAF7M/0SksT97o1eE/s200/IMG_0390.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550993618941457570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkXTFVtJkI/AAAAAAAAF7U/bTz8NBZn5_M/s1600/IMG_0393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkXTFVtJkI/AAAAAAAAF7U/bTz8NBZn5_M/s200/IMG_0393.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550993632329016898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's New Orleans street. I really like this one house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkXTnWO3-I/AAAAAAAAF7c/BHGLSkaEdE0/s1600/IMG_0403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkXTnWO3-I/AAAAAAAAF7c/BHGLSkaEdE0/s200/IMG_0403.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550993641458032610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also rode the train around the park. Jackson was a little confused until we sat closer to the engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkYvjYPLUI/AAAAAAAAF7k/bpS6ygHqIeY/s1600/IMG_0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkYvjYPLUI/AAAAAAAAF7k/bpS6ygHqIeY/s200/IMG_0405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550995220940664130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We rode around one and a half times while Sam finished his bottle and disembarked at Tomorrowland. Colby wanted to check out Tron stuff. We also decided to give Jackson a pit stop and who was hiding by the restrooms? One of his favorite guys Buzz Lightyear! Bathroom got bumped way down the list. He was so excited and didn't really know what to do with a larger than life Buzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkYwPSrmwI/AAAAAAAAF7s/YTUTScO5l8U/s1600/IMG_0409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkYwPSrmwI/AAAAAAAAF7s/YTUTScO5l8U/s200/IMG_0409.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550995232728521474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once through with Daddy. Then a potty break. Then back in line for round two with Mommy. Jackson gave Buzz a high-five, wasn't sure about a hug so we opted for a hand shake and then he leaned way over and I thought the hug was back on the plate. Turns out, Jackson had spied the buttons on Buzz and pushed the giant red one as well as the three other buttons. Buzz was the strong silent type so I supplied the "to the rescue's" and "infinity and beyond's". Everybody laughed and thought Jackson was so cute for trying to push the buttons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkYxqQT3TI/AAAAAAAAF78/Dv4kha8elHQ/s1600/IMG_0414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkYxqQT3TI/AAAAAAAAF78/Dv4kha8elHQ/s200/IMG_0414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550995257146203442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkYw9bdDGI/AAAAAAAAF70/AOyUwcd8cOw/s1600/IMG_0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkYw9bdDGI/AAAAAAAAF70/AOyUwcd8cOw/s200/IMG_0413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550995245113347170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Disneyland also puts out special Christmas candy which includes handmade candy canes. I'm not a fan of candy canes really at all, but I took pics of homemade chocolate covered marshmallows topped with nuts for Rocky Road. There's also some Jack Skellington apples and Mickey Christmas ones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkPHRI3GyI/AAAAAAAAF7E/DTAQ1HRggAU/s1600/IMG_0387.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkbYIR25PI/AAAAAAAAF88/kNVlbPyRPc0/s1600/IMG_0418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkbYIR25PI/AAAAAAAAF88/kNVlbPyRPc0/s200/IMG_0418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550998117064041714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkbXjaj_TI/AAAAAAAAF80/afXZuxFQF64/s1600/IMG_0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkbXjaj_TI/AAAAAAAAF80/afXZuxFQF64/s200/IMG_0416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550998107168439602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sugar coma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, the damage was done in Disneyland and so we park-hopped to CA Adventure Park, which was also festively decorated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkZ3b_rPQI/AAAAAAAAF8M/SkLvSfIYPK4/s1600/IMG_0425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkZ3b_rPQI/AAAAAAAAF8M/SkLvSfIYPK4/s200/IMG_0425.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550996455909178626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkZ36z8l4I/AAAAAAAAF8U/EBcsIZPSAbU/s1600/IMG_0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkZ36z8l4I/AAAAAAAAF8U/EBcsIZPSAbU/s1600/IMG_0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkZ36z8l4I/AAAAAAAAF8U/EBcsIZPSAbU/s200/IMG_0445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550996464181483394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkYwPSrmwI/AAAAAAAAF7s/YTUTScO5l8U/s1600/IMG_0409.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discovered that the place is undergoing major construction. Carsland, Ariel's Big Adventure and Buena Vista Street are all big holes right now, but they're gong to be filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkbXcOf_VI/AAAAAAAAF8s/eOYsAKeqHQI/s1600/IMG_0444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkbXcOf_VI/AAAAAAAAF8s/eOYsAKeqHQI/s200/IMG_0444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550998105238797650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkXTFVtJkI/AAAAAAAAF7U/bTz8NBZn5_M/s1600/IMG_0393.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkbXcOf_VI/AAAAAAAAF8s/eOYsAKeqHQI/s1600/IMG_0444.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next to Carsland is another one of Jackson's favorite guys: Lightning McQueen! Kachow!&lt;br /&gt;This is the first picture when Jackson spied him. Ignore the other kid in the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkZ4TqKKTI/AAAAAAAAF8c/AtGDhLPIevI/s1600/IMG_0427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkZ4TqKKTI/AAAAAAAAF8c/AtGDhLPIevI/s200/IMG_0427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550996470851316018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently there was a line. An unseen invisible line only known to a  cranky "cast member". I got a little cranky back. Luckily Colby was the  only one uncomfortable with my retort (even thought he thought she was a  little snarky too), but he didn't let it show until after the pictures  were over.Good man! Jackson could have cared less about my humbug  behavior. Lightning McQueen was right there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkbW0bwATI/AAAAAAAAF8k/W5s0wqtcQPc/s1600/IMG_0431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkbW0bwATI/AAAAAAAAF8k/W5s0wqtcQPc/s200/IMG_0431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550998094556954930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-48869723850071488?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/48869723850071488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=48869723850071488' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/48869723850071488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/48869723850071488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2010/12/disney-christmas-photo-palooza.html' title='A Disney Christmas Photo-palooza'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/_T1epyKo5KX4/TQkMwqQskjI/AAAAAAAAF6M/9oA-0dB5xmQ/s72-c/IMG_0358.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-7396568477020825504</id><published>2010-12-12T20:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T20:19:17.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware of the Doghouse!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Twivg7GkYts?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Twivg7GkYts?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-7396568477020825504?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/7396568477020825504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=7396568477020825504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7396568477020825504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7396568477020825504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2010/12/beware-of-doghouse.html' title='Beware of the Doghouse!!!'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622492415778139089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/SG3GORewObI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ac6e-cXSFSs/S220/The+Baker+Wedding+028_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-288042502966806881</id><published>2010-12-11T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T21:16:12.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson's Play</title><content type='html'>Today Jackson started giving me chalk when he was drawing on his chalkboard and then signing "train". He wants me to draw him a train which he then colors!!!! That is so fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;He's also vocalizing a lot. Vocalizing is different than talking. He's using his voice more, which is also good.&lt;br /&gt;We drive by a train track to get Colby from school and Jackson signed "train" because usually when we drive by the tracks a train comes by. He became quite upset when I didn't produce one.&lt;br /&gt;Today he also signed "train" to Colby in the car and Colby said, "Train, what?" and then Jackson added "book". He had seen The Polar Express book sticking out of the diaper bag. This is also fantastic! He wants a specific book and is still putting two signs together.&lt;br /&gt;He is so much fun to hang out with! Glad he's mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-288042502966806881?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/288042502966806881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=288042502966806881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/288042502966806881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/288042502966806881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2010/12/jacksons-play.html' title='Jackson&apos;s Play'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-7971382959226605628</id><published>2010-12-08T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T17:14:13.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hint of Nutmeg GIVEAWAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TPwg-D3hWNI/AAAAAAAAF50/de6Avtu2ZLs/s1600/iusb_760x100.7963931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 50px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TPwg-D3hWNI/AAAAAAAAF50/de6Avtu2ZLs/s200/iusb_760x100.7963931.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547345091575765202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meg is doing a giveaway for TWO rosette hair clips (two people, one clip each)!&lt;br /&gt;Perfect for yourself or for Christmas presents! It’s SO easy to enter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO ENTER:&lt;br /&gt;Head on over to A Hint of Nutmeg on Etsy and have a look around.  Go to FACEBOOK  and leave a comment ON A HINT OF NUTMEG'S FACEBOOK PAGE with what your favorite item in the shop is OR an item you'd like to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional entries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--"LIKE" A Hint of Nutmeg on Facebook (If you already do, just leave an additional comment)&lt;br /&gt;--BLOG about this giveaway on your blog and provide a link to your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For each additional entry, leave an additional comment on the A Hint of Nutmeg’s Facebook page. (So you could have a total of THREE entries!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winner announced on Dec. 15 and picked by random.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to forward this to all your friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;br /&gt;Megan Merrill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-7971382959226605628?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/7971382959226605628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=7971382959226605628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7971382959226605628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7971382959226605628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2010/12/hint-of-nutmeg-giveaway.html' title='A Hint of Nutmeg GIVEAWAY!'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/_T1epyKo5KX4/TPwg-D3hWNI/AAAAAAAAF50/de6Avtu2ZLs/s72-c/iusb_760x100.7963931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-7728016855947673589</id><published>2010-12-05T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T16:54:48.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Etsy Shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TPwg-D3hWNI/AAAAAAAAF50/de6Avtu2ZLs/s1600/iusb_760x100.7963931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 50px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TPwg-D3hWNI/AAAAAAAAF50/de6Avtu2ZLs/s200/iusb_760x100.7963931.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547345091575765202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm pleased to say, it's my sister's! She's been working hard to get it up and she's finally done it! Go, Meg! She's got cute hair clips like this:&lt;br /&gt;Grey Lulu Lovely clip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TPwnOHUsDfI/AAAAAAAAF6E/sRh2KHTBxIA/s1600/il_570xN.199172032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TPwnOHUsDfI/AAAAAAAAF6E/sRh2KHTBxIA/s200/il_570xN.199172032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547351964451081714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and even a Mommy and Me baby girl hair clips.&lt;br /&gt;She also does baby beanies, my favorite is the dragon beanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TPwnKQ1UY2I/AAAAAAAAF58/7mX7V5Aengw/s1600/il_570xN.199094395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TPwnKQ1UY2I/AAAAAAAAF58/7mX7V5Aengw/s200/il_570xN.199094395.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547351898284385122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$15 for one of those is  a steal if you ask me. Grams got baby J one for about 3x that for the same product! But we've gotten so many "Cute baby" compliments when the tykes were wearing it that I think it was worth it. So for 1/3 the price you can get the same compliments. Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;She's very open to custom creations!&lt;br /&gt;Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/aHintofNutmeg?ga_search_query=a+hint+of+nutmeg&amp;amp;ga_search_type=seller_usernames"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;! A &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/aHintofNutmeg?ga_search_query=a+hint+of+nutmeg&amp;amp;ga_search_type=seller_usernames"&gt;Hint of Nutmeg&lt;/a&gt;! Wahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TPwnKQ1UY2I/AAAAAAAAF58/7mX7V5Aengw/s1600/il_570xN.199094395.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-7728016855947673589?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/7728016855947673589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=7728016855947673589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7728016855947673589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7728016855947673589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-etsy-shop.html' title='New Etsy Shop'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/_T1epyKo5KX4/TPwg-D3hWNI/AAAAAAAAF50/de6Avtu2ZLs/s72-c/iusb_760x100.7963931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-9083996444144566219</id><published>2010-12-04T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T12:47:44.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Book is Always Better...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/177/389359208_47e17dbf05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 387px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/177/389359208_47e17dbf05.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The book is always better than the movie? In this case the answer is yes! Jackson loves the movie and so I thought I should get the book. Got it yesterday and all day yesterday he was running around with it in his hands. He'd stop and read it or we'd read it together momentarily and then he'd go back to running. If he wanted something he wouldn't let go. If the book started to slip he's give me whatever else was taking up his hands and he'd carry the book. He LOVES the picture shown on the book cover. He'll wait for me to say. "All aboard...why to the North Pole, of course. This is the Polar Express!" He also points to the hot chocolate being served in the club car, and claps his hands at the picture of all the elves waiting for Santa.  So cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-9083996444144566219?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/9083996444144566219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=9083996444144566219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/9083996444144566219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/9083996444144566219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2010/12/book-is-always-better.html' title='The Book is Always Better...'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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://farm1.static.flickr.com/177/389359208_47e17dbf05_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-5226871734631312229</id><published>2010-12-03T16:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T19:11:50.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviews</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.shoppingblog.com/pics/tangled_movie_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 545px;" src="http://www.shoppingblog.com/pics/tangled_movie_poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay. I'm not a huge Disney fan. Whenever Disney showcases their amazing movie-making ability they always use Little Mermaid (don't like), Lion King (love), and Aladdin. Lion King was in '94. It's been how many years since then? I don't even want to do the math. I digress. Anyway, I feel like Disney dropped the ball as far as kids movies: Hunchback, Home on the Range, Chicken Little, and Meet the Robinson's to name a few. I did have to go and look a few of these up.  Yodeling cattle thief and crazy ADHD on Jolt drinks script about a kid who meets his own kid? Really, Dis?&lt;br /&gt;However, Princess and the Frog was redeeming in my opinion. Jackson likes it, the movie is cute, believeable...&lt;br /&gt;Tangled continues to raise Disney in my opinion: dashing rogue, lost princess, magic, and a wicked witch? Fantastic! What it lacks in plot (there are some holes and weird characters) is makes up for in the acting. Mandy Moore is great as Rapunzel. Perfect! And Flynn Ryder is also pretty believable as well. Max the horse grated because he reminded me too much of the horse in Home on the Range. BUT I definitely want to see this again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://steampunkguides.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/soulless-gail-carriger-634x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 342px;" src="http://steampunkguides.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/soulless-gail-carriger-634x1024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been battling myself whether to write about this or not. For a month.  I LOVED THIS BOOK!&lt;br /&gt;Even though I've got opinions about it (don't I always), it's been jumping on and off my train of thought since I finished it. And certain cool scenes or takes on werewolf or vamp culture pop up and I think: That was a pretty cool book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good: It really is well written. I read the cover and thought, "Werewolves, vampires and Victorian England? Are you joking?" But I picked it up anyway. It was fantastic. I loved Twilight in so far as the new take on vamps goes. I liked Soul Screamers because it covered banshees. This book really does meld horror and polite frippery with the greatest of ease! It is wickedly funny and thoroughly enjoyable. And Steampunked out! If you don't know: &lt;b&gt;Steampunk&lt;/b&gt; is a sub-genre of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Science_fiction" title="Science fiction"&gt;science fiction&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alternate_history" title="Alternate history"&gt;alternate history&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Speculative_fiction" title="Speculative fiction"&gt;speculative fiction&lt;/a&gt; that came into prominence during the 1980s and early 1990s.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-Clute-Grant_0-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steampunk#cite_note-Clute-Grant-0"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;1&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; Specifically, steampunk involves an era or world where &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steam_power" title="Steam power" class="mw-redirect"&gt;steam power&lt;/a&gt; is still widely used—usually the 19th century and often &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Victorian_era" title="Victorian era"&gt;Victorian era&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_Kingdom" title="United Kingdom"&gt;Britain&lt;/a&gt;—that incorporates prominent elements of either science fiction or fantasy.  Phew! Thanks, Wikipedia. Apparently it's one of the best steampunk books around. And it really is. Miss Taraboutti's parasol is a prime example.&lt;br /&gt;The bad: The only beef I really have with this book is that the romantic scenes, while not overly explicit, were a bit much for my taste. I did have to skim. That being said, I had to skim over a couple of pages in Breaking Dawn. If this book were a movie: STRONG PG-13 rating. It also touches on the gayer aspect of society, emphasis on gay. One of the main characters is more than a little effeminate (but we love him anyway). I personally didn't get uncomfortable with this aspect.&lt;br /&gt;The ugly: There are two more books in the series I will not be reading because it continues with gender-bending characters that get close to Miss Alexia T. BUT&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for the next book to see if any of that gets resolved because I certainly wouldn't mind reading more from this author!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shoppingblog.com/pics/tangled_movie_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-5226871734631312229?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/5226871734631312229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=5226871734631312229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/5226871734631312229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/5226871734631312229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2010/12/reviews.html' title='Reviews'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-2483671943769916033</id><published>2010-11-25T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T17:45:24.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Turkey Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7FiXwKHEhs/Sw65siZaHxI/AAAAAAAAAxo/OBwh-q50ry0/s1600/Snoopy_thanksgiving-763501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7FiXwKHEhs/Sw65siZaHxI/AAAAAAAAAxo/OBwh-q50ry0/s1600/Snoopy_thanksgiving-763501.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-2483671943769916033?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/2483671943769916033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=2483671943769916033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2483671943769916033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2483671943769916033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-turkey-day.html' title='Happy Turkey Day'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/_N7FiXwKHEhs/Sw65siZaHxI/AAAAAAAAAxo/OBwh-q50ry0/s72-c/Snoopy_thanksgiving-763501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-1067398317450022455</id><published>2010-11-21T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T22:31:29.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning up</title><content type='html'>Jackson spilled a bunch of water right next to the computer and Colby caught him cleaning it up by himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam has his first real cold and he is NOT taking it well. Poor baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-1067398317450022455?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/1067398317450022455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=1067398317450022455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/1067398317450022455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/1067398317450022455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2010/11/cleaning-up.html' title='Cleaning up'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-849170486323956226</id><published>2010-11-21T15:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T15:45:18.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmtQfmjTtI/AAAAAAAAF5s/hmBf6026koI/s1600/IMG_0260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmtQfmjTtI/AAAAAAAAF5s/hmBf6026koI/s200/IMG_0260.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542151315328814802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmtQF_6pDI/AAAAAAAAF5k/yNCxNq8cT88/s1600/IMG_0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmtQF_6pDI/AAAAAAAAF5k/yNCxNq8cT88/s200/IMG_0227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542151308455879730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jackson knew I was taking these pictures! SAm had no idea what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmrw9xaY8I/AAAAAAAAF5c/1M9wrtxXIE8/s1600/IMG_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmrw9xaY8I/AAAAAAAAF5c/1M9wrtxXIE8/s200/IMG_0226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542149674159989698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's my cheerleader for morning exercises which take place earlier every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmrwmPpmHI/AAAAAAAAF5U/Urk3jJCp4hI/s1600/IMG_0225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmrwmPpmHI/AAAAAAAAF5U/Urk3jJCp4hI/s200/IMG_0225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542149667844364402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmrwEdQJuI/AAAAAAAAF5M/PTR43cGfkYU/s1600/IMG_0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmrwEdQJuI/AAAAAAAAF5M/PTR43cGfkYU/s200/IMG_0218.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542149658774611682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmprUCnSgI/AAAAAAAAF5E/6o6x0vN6lTU/s1600/IMG_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmprUCnSgI/AAAAAAAAF5E/6o6x0vN6lTU/s200/IMG_0209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542147378035247618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I spy with my little eye a peanut butter spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmprLDZrsI/AAAAAAAAF48/qYOg-xhoRHo/s1600/IMG_0199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmprLDZrsI/AAAAAAAAF48/qYOg-xhoRHo/s200/IMG_0199.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542147375622631106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmpqhGcAsI/AAAAAAAAF40/KTl2U9Xguf8/s1600/IMG_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmpqhGcAsI/AAAAAAAAF40/KTl2U9Xguf8/s200/IMG_0181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542147364361077442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmoxI8ZvtI/AAAAAAAAF4s/j8M7M6bbBu0/s1600/IMG_0165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmoxI8ZvtI/AAAAAAAAF4s/j8M7M6bbBu0/s200/IMG_0165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542146378623991506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmow_101lI/AAAAAAAAF4k/BhF4QgWZ84Y/s1600/IMG_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmow_101lI/AAAAAAAAF4k/BhF4QgWZ84Y/s200/IMG_0162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542146376180487762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson found a snack on the counter when  we were getting shoes on him.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmkzieeNsI/AAAAAAAAF38/PsARhZhmUnE/s1600/IMG_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmnGmUHNLI/AAAAAAAAF4E/JpxvDSBGaIk/s1600/IMG_0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmnGmUHNLI/AAAAAAAAF4E/JpxvDSBGaIk/s200/IMG_0144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542144548262065330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmnHNYBwUI/AAAAAAAAF4M/hjEJbRvdMtc/s1600/IMG_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmnHNYBwUI/AAAAAAAAF4M/hjEJbRvdMtc/s200/IMG_0148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542144558747468098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmnHk-ptuI/AAAAAAAAF4U/isc8OqRmBus/s1600/IMG_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmnHk-ptuI/AAAAAAAAF4U/isc8OqRmBus/s200/IMG_0153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542144565083485922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmkzieeNsI/AAAAAAAAF38/PsARhZhmUnE/s1600/IMG_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmkzieeNsI/AAAAAAAAF38/PsARhZhmUnE/s200/IMG_0139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542142021791004354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He found more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmowou3bCI/AAAAAAAAF4c/rfh5X4dhk18/s1600/IMG_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmowou3bCI/AAAAAAAAF4c/rfh5X4dhk18/s200/IMG_0158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542146369977281570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmkzieeNsI/AAAAAAAAF38/PsARhZhmUnE/s1600/IMG_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I turned my back for a second and look what happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmkzHqQ5UI/AAAAAAAAF30/QST_wEp2Jxw/s1600/IMG_0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmkzHqQ5UI/AAAAAAAAF30/QST_wEp2Jxw/s200/IMG_0131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542142014592705858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmkysKcKsI/AAAAAAAAF3s/VKxyBl4szcc/s1600/IMG_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I spy with my little eye...a Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmkx8CRSCI/AAAAAAAAF3k/GDP2iT1700Y/s1600/IMG_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmkx8CRSCI/AAAAAAAAF3k/GDP2iT1700Y/s200/IMG_0121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542141994292299810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's under the pillows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmkysKcKsI/AAAAAAAAF3s/VKxyBl4szcc/s1600/IMG_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmkysKcKsI/AAAAAAAAF3s/VKxyBl4szcc/s200/IMG_0122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542142007211469506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-849170486323956226?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/849170486323956226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=849170486323956226' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/849170486323956226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/849170486323956226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2010/11/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/_T1epyKo5KX4/TOmtQfmjTtI/AAAAAAAAF5s/hmBf6026koI/s72-c/IMG_0260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-1089760646924980400</id><published>2010-11-13T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T09:43:14.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out this cool mag</title><content type='html'>http://issuu.com/inspired-ideas/docs/christmas&lt;br /&gt;This is a pretty cool mag for Christmas crafts. Me likey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-1089760646924980400?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/1089760646924980400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=1089760646924980400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/1089760646924980400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/1089760646924980400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2010/11/check-out-this-cool-mag.html' title='Check out this cool mag'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-5026873928263697869</id><published>2010-11-09T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T13:11:07.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Thanks</title><content type='html'>Thanks so much for all your support! It was really touching to think that so many people we fasting and praying just for Jackson! It has meant so much to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's really been doing well at speech therapy and we're looking forward to see what he does next! His attention has been getting better and better, which is key for learning language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Speech:&lt;br /&gt;The ST (speech therapist, Kim) get in Jackson's face A LOT at ST. She  moves so that Jackson can see her face and intrudes on his play so that  he'll say something to get her to leave him alone. So today, he tried  blocking her with his body and when that didn't work, he came over to  me, used my and his bodies to block out Kim. It didn't really work, but  it was a good idea. Then he turned his whole body away from her and gave  her the cold shoulder. She said that even though he's resisting her  interaction, it's really good that he is getting as mad as he is because  a lot of kids with autism sometimes don't even realize that there is  someone trying to interact with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today he whispered, "beep, beep".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, I decided to tickle Jackson by pinning him to the ground and  stretching out his arms to his sides and tickling him on his tummy, neck  and under his arms with my nose. I say I'm "smelling for giggles". Well  when I stopped, Jackson signed, "laugh" and "again". So we did it again!  We colored for a little bit, then I laid down on the ground. Jackson  laid next to me and I thought he wanted to cuddle, so I did. He didn't  want to. He made me sit up, then he laid back on the ground, and signed  "laugh", "laugh", "laugh". So I tickled him again! Don't tell me why he  likes to be tortured!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just started putting two signs together, which is a BIG DEAL! By the age of two, most kids should be putting two word sentences together at minimum. So combining the two signs is HUGE! He's also been using more of the signs that he already knows! So fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of autism:&lt;br /&gt;Remember that when you talk to others about autism or mention that  Jackson has autism, be sure to say that he HAS autism not that he is  autistic. Because it's true-- whoever you're talking to may not know  that autism is not who he is, but that it's something he has. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-5026873928263697869?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/5026873928263697869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=5026873928263697869' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/5026873928263697869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/5026873928263697869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2010/11/jacksons-so-funny.html' title='Big Thanks'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-7740516021531842751</id><published>2010-11-06T14:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T14:00:44.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow's Fast</title><content type='html'>This is a friendly reminder for those fasting this weekend, that you  remember to fast for Jackson, so that Heavenly Father will help him, and  hasten his learning to speak.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-7740516021531842751?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/7740516021531842751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=7740516021531842751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7740516021531842751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7740516021531842751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2010/11/tomorrows-fast.html' title='Tomorrow&apos;s Fast'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-6206752761844998529</id><published>2010-11-05T13:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T14:39:42.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot of posting</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went to the splash pad at Chino Hills. It took Jackson a while to warm up to the splashing again, but he was so excited once he ran in. Once he ran in, he'd sign "dirty". I said no you're "clean". He said "dirty". He ran through the water again and then said "dirty" then "again".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam is a rollin' man. He doesn't know how to sit up yet, but he can roll, roll, roll. I put him on his back facing away from his room and turned to get him a diaper. I walked three steps and when I turned around, Sam was on his tummy 90 degrees to where he started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day he wanted to watch a movie and I said, "no". I was lying on the ground and he bent over me and poked me in the eye. Twice! Later that day I was talking to Becca and Jackson really wanted me. So he gestured for the phone and once he got it, he snapped it shut and hung up on her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jackson was at speech therapy, he got so frustrated at the therapist, he said "no!" very clearly to her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-6206752761844998529?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/6206752761844998529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=6206752761844998529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6206752761844998529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/6206752761844998529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2010/11/yesterday-we-went-to-splash-pad-at.html' title='A lot of posting'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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-3163079542737882723.post-7347272983524584007</id><published>2010-11-05T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T10:39:12.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam I Am</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNQznr4TJDI/AAAAAAAAAdc/lhV6BXU7KVs/s1600/IMG_0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNQznr4TJDI/AAAAAAAAAdc/lhV6BXU7KVs/s200/IMG_0080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536106598831957042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNQznZtEq6I/AAAAAAAAAdU/1lG0yYiVJhc/s1600/IMG_0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNQznZtEq6I/AAAAAAAAAdU/1lG0yYiVJhc/s200/IMG_0085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536106593953033122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he doesn't like what I feed him, which is most stuff, he likes to blow it out. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNQrFKkE5iI/AAAAAAAAAdM/rzOa-4xvl6Q/s1600/IMG_0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNQrFKkE5iI/AAAAAAAAAdM/rzOa-4xvl6Q/s200/IMG_0069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536097209680193058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNQrEykGxpI/AAAAAAAAAdE/v6guR2QrSMU/s1600/IMG_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNQrEykGxpI/AAAAAAAAAdE/v6guR2QrSMU/s200/IMG_0070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536097203237865106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNQrEhQyDuI/AAAAAAAAAc8/9Jsv4Ibe6Lw/s1600/IMG_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNQrEhQyDuI/AAAAAAAAAc8/9Jsv4Ibe6Lw/s200/IMG_0059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536097198593412834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Sam. He has figured out how to manuever himself so that he's perpendicular in the crib. He usually cries when he's like this because he's too long really to be in that position. So he kicks his feet and then smashes his face. Then he cries because he smashed his face so he kicks his feet some more. It's usually only when he wants out. He's also figured out to pull down the bumper. Or he'll push himself up really high on his hands and peek over the edge. Goofy kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-7347272983524584007?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/7347272983524584007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=7347272983524584007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7347272983524584007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/7347272983524584007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2010/11/sam-i-am.html' title='Sam I Am'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622492415778139089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/SG3GORewObI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ac6e-cXSFSs/S220/The+Baker+Wedding+028_5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNQznr4TJDI/AAAAAAAAAdc/lhV6BXU7KVs/s72-c/IMG_0080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-559083021339036402</id><published>2010-11-05T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T10:38:03.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNRAzTSS9MI/AAAAAAAAAeE/zqlfqAgClRc/s1600/IMG_0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNRAzTSS9MI/AAAAAAAAAeE/zqlfqAgClRc/s200/IMG_0074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536121092039701698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNRACgtFaTI/AAAAAAAAAd8/HUmAnAffx0c/s1600/IMG_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNRACgtFaTI/AAAAAAAAAd8/HUmAnAffx0c/s200/IMG_0075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536120253828131122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNQ_qJoPVMI/AAAAAAAAAd0/uNe8ea6fPQQ/s1600/IMG_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNQ_qJoPVMI/AAAAAAAAAd0/uNe8ea6fPQQ/s200/IMG_0108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536119835316933826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNQ-iezHBUI/AAAAAAAAAds/DyqSHea-KZI/s1600/IMG_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNQ-iezHBUI/AAAAAAAAAds/DyqSHea-KZI/s200/IMG_0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536118604049089858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNQ-HNLoViI/AAAAAAAAAdk/WeZgIwZb79c/s1600/IMG_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNQ-HNLoViI/AAAAAAAAAdk/WeZgIwZb79c/s200/IMG_0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536118135463630370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-559083021339036402?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/559083021339036402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=559083021339036402' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/559083021339036402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/559083021339036402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622492415778139089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/SG3GORewObI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ac6e-cXSFSs/S220/The+Baker+Wedding+028_5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IdcyavyzgTM/TNRAzTSS9MI/AAAAAAAAAeE/zqlfqAgClRc/s72-c/IMG_0074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-4991894603313879576</id><published>2010-10-27T09:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T13:01:45.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson and Autism</title><content type='html'>Even as I write this, I'm not even sure that I really want to share it, because it's something deeply personal. Of course it concerns my family. But I'd like your help in a group fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson has been diagnosed with Autism Spectrum Disorder. By the time he got an official diagnosis they weren't telling me anything I didn't already know. The biggest indicators were a lack of language and the way he interacted with others. Jackson can jabber with the best of them. I know that many of you are familiar, some very personally, with autism. Some of your hubbies' are going to school and learning about this, so you might have an idea of the details. &lt;a href="https://health.google.com/health/ref/Autism"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is a general link. We suspected that he might have delayed speech by 18 mos, but he had said words and used them correctly. He'd use a new word anywhere from a week to a month and then we'd never see it again. We were transferring insurance companies AND moving and so we didn't get him tested for speech or hearing until around his second birthday. Oh, and we were having another baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started sign language because I was going out of my mind. I had to do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;.  I rented Baby Signing Time from the library and Jackson picked it up really quick. Sign Language is language so I felt a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as circumstances allowed, we got Jackson in to see a speech therapist. She told that he had about a 50% delay in expressive and receptive language. Jackson loves ST. It's all play based so he has a blast, even if  he gets frustrated because she's controlling the activity.&lt;br /&gt;So the next stop was a ped. neurologist. As of now, he falls somewhere in the autism spectrum (could be &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asperger_syndrome"&gt;Asperger&lt;/a&gt;'s as well) but they can't tell how severe it is. They will need to wait and see how much his language develops in order to place him on the spectrum. He does have a lot of symptoms of autism, such as the language delay and the fact that he hangs back from joining in play with other toddlers. BUT he does make eye contact (even if it does fade), he is affectionate and excited to see us, he comes and shows me stuff and wants me near him, he doesn't have tantrums (in fact, he hardly has any- he'll gently scold me by gently pinching the back of my hand, which is what Colby and I do when he's been naughty; it's his way of saying, "I don't agree with what you're doing. Bad Mommy-he usually only does it when I strap him in a shopping cart :) he doesn't freak out with textures or if we don't strictly follow our routines. He's also really bright. We think he's practically perfect in every way. So all of these things are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strange mentioning it to other people because they all have different experiences with autism and have varying levels of knowledge. I'm not an expert by any means. One woman said, "Oh, I'm so sorry." Well I'm not! Jackson is Jackson. The diagnosis doesn't change anything about him. Jackson is mine forever and armed with the knowledge of the plan of salvation, I know that autism is something Jackson &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt;, not who he is. I also know that Jackson is part of our family for a reason, that Heavenly Father has a larger plan for our family than what I know.&lt;br /&gt;My family organized a family fast for Jackson to help improve his language. He'll be seen by the neurologist in four months and depending on the improvement in his language, they'll be able to place him more accurately on the spectrum. We are so grateful for the opportunity to unite our faith through fasting, especially for Jackson. I know the Heavenly Father is aware of us. I have faith that this fast is important and we will all benefit because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fast is taking place on Nov 7th. If any of you would be willing to participate, we'd greatly appreciate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-4991894603313879576?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/4991894603313879576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=4991894603313879576' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/4991894603313879576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/4991894603313879576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2010/10/jackson-and-autism.html' title='Jackson and Autism'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-2317068060150156503</id><published>2010-10-10T21:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T21:01:56.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson's Surprise</title><content type='html'>Jackson's surprise is happening tomorrow. I've been working on the Toy Story posse for a few nights now. Tomorrow is a trip to IKEA for some cheap frames which will go up during his nap time. Then he'll wake up and BAM! What's that? Oh, it's Buzz on the wall. And BAM! What's that? Oh, Woody's right next to him. Instant smile! I've got a picture printed and ready to go for Slinky dog, but honestly, I'm all painted out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TLKIAo6ATPI/AAAAAAAAF1k/iz_-EA5Kyys/s1600/photo%287%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TLKIAo6ATPI/AAAAAAAAF1k/iz_-EA5Kyys/s200/photo%287%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526629237299105010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How come YOU don't have a laser, Woody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TLKGg9kIyAI/AAAAAAAAF1c/DEGtibN62yY/s1600/photo%286%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TLKGg9kIyAI/AAAAAAAAF1c/DEGtibN62yY/s200/photo%286%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526627593577089026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't think those were Lincoln Logs.  (TS3- go see it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TLKFxBZhaJI/AAAAAAAAF1M/8dccInOXi6Q/s1600/photo%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TLKFxBZhaJI/AAAAAAAAF1M/8dccInOXi6Q/s200/photo%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526626769972586642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You are a toooy! You aren't the real Buzz Lightyear! You're an action figure. You are a child's plaything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TLKFw22l7JI/AAAAAAAAF1E/BgaxNBgwnmk/s1600/photo%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TLKFw22l7JI/AAAAAAAAF1E/BgaxNBgwnmk/s200/photo%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526626767141727378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am Mrs. Nesbitt! Years of Academy training WASTED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TLKFwZ04WWI/AAAAAAAAF08/thV_jCiF8uA/s1600/photo%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TLKFwZ04WWI/AAAAAAAAF08/thV_jCiF8uA/s200/photo%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526626759349918050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can someone cover my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TLKFv1999_I/AAAAAAAAF00/M-980TqpkpY/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1epyKo5KX4/TLKFv1999_I/AAAAAAAAF00/M-980TqpkpY/s200/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526626749724358642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Claw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163079542737882723-2317068060150156503?l=bcgage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/feeds/2317068060150156503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163079542737882723&amp;postID=2317068060150156503' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2317068060150156503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163079542737882723/posts/default/2317068060150156503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcgage.blogspot.com/2010/10/jacksons-surprise_10.html' title='Jackson&apos;s Surprise'/><author><name>Becca and Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07528687109720386978</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/_T1epyKo5KX4/TLKIAo6ATPI/AAAAAAAAF1k/iz_-EA5Kyys/s72-c/photo%287%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163079542737882723.post-2885364853105501628</id><published>2010-10-09T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T07:00:09.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because It's Really Funny Writing</title><content type='html'>My sister sent me this email which led to this site. Hyperbole and a  Half. When I saw the spider entry I thought of Emily. I looked on the  site and saw a Texas entry and thought of Melissa. Anything this funny  just has to be shared. Hope you think its as funny as I do! I think I  cried on the spider one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/2010/03/spiders-are-scary-its-okay-to-be-afraid.html"&gt;Spiders are Scary. It's Okay to be Afraid of Them. *UPDATED*&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;    I'm fighting a war.  A war against spiders.  Every night before bed, I   check my sheets for them, shoe in hand, ready to brutally end their   lives with way more force than necessary.  Sometimes I find one and even   if I kill it, I still can't go to sleep because it confirmed my fear   that sometimes there are spiders waiting in my bed for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used  to pretend that I wasn't afraid of spiders.  It made me feel cool  -  like I was braver than most people.  If someone called me on my bluff   and asked me to dispose of a spider, I would put on my battle-face and   do my best to get rid of it without letting the panic bubble to the   surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't pretend anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D_Z-D2tzi14/S5AwW1eulzI/AAAAAAAACAI/XVQhwXZawgo/s1600-h/spider3.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D_Z-D2tzi14/S5AwW1eulzI/AAAAAAAACAI/XVQhwXZawgo/s400/spider3.png" border="0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; I &lt;i&gt;HATE&lt;/i&gt; spiders.   Spiders are like little pieces of death wrapped in scary.  Even if a spider was like&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_Z-D2tzi14/S5Awj9ag8fI/AAAAAAAACAQ/zqKe3vUpqo4/s1600-h/spider1.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_Z-D2tzi14/S5Awj9ag8fI/AAAAAAAACAQ/zqKe3vUpqo4/s400/spider1.png" border="0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; I'd be all&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D_Z-D2tzi14/S5AwsXtQStI/AAAAAAAACAY/DfA-yn0GWgk/s1600-h/spider2.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D_Z-D2tzi14/S5AwsXtQStI/AAAAAAAACAY/DfA-yn0GWgk/s400/spider2.png" border="0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;  Sometimes when I express the hatred and fear I feel when I think of  spiders, someone will be like "But  spiders have families too!!"  Like  somehow that will make me become  sympathetic and understanding toward  spiders.  But &lt;i&gt;that's exactly the point&lt;/i&gt;.  Spiders have families and their families are also spiders.  We should &lt;i&gt;kill&lt;/i&gt; spiders because they have families.  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_Z-D2tzi14/S5AzYty120I/AAAAAAAACAg/gNEsyZ3OoM8/s1600-h/spiders7.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_Z-D2tzi14/S5AzYty120I/AAAAAAAACAg/gNEsyZ3OoM8/s400/spiders7.png" border="0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  When I was younger, my mom would say "Sweetie, don't be afraid.  You  are  way bigger than a spider." Well guess what, mom?  I'm bigger than a   grenade too.  Were you trying to raise me to be some sort of   unconquerable war-machine that isn't even afraid of grenades?  If you   were trying to do that, you failed.  I'm afraid of a lot of things that   are smaller than me - like bees and wolverines and centipedes.  I'm  even  kind of afraid of ants a little bit. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D_Z-D2tzi14/S5BDvZT7y3I/AAAAAAAACBI/bSXpEQUdaw4/s1600-h/spider10.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D_Z-D2tzi14/S5BDvZT7y3I/AAAAAAAACBI/bSXpEQUdaw4/s400/spider10.png" border="0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&g
