<?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-6367863742773892720</id><updated>2012-01-28T04:50:52.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Add One More...</title><subtitle type='html'>then they were four.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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>130</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-4355330685205845169</id><published>2012-01-10T09:55:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T10:02:58.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It doesn't take much...</title><content type='html'>...which is good because, we did not get much!  The boys reveled in our  first "snowfall" of 2012.  It was only a dusting but, they sure made the  most of it by playing outside yesterday evening while it fell and again  this morning just after breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay came to us this morning  in a panic.  "No more (s)now outside."  He and Andrew had gone to bed  last night with high hopes that it would continue to snow during the  night so that they might wake up to a true winter wonderland.  Instead,  they woke to find most of yesterday's snow had already melted.  Still,  they had fun playing in it this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cB_vbOF_CJ0/TwxSMFnAlyI/AAAAAAAAB6I/b_psY-jm61Y/s1600/Picture%2B048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cB_vbOF_CJ0/TwxSMFnAlyI/AAAAAAAAB6I/b_psY-jm61Y/s320/Picture%2B048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696017996334536482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y1jvT6AkqkU/TwxSMgY-P8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/qw5780-vio8/s1600/Picture%2B050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y1jvT6AkqkU/TwxSMgY-P8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/qw5780-vio8/s320/Picture%2B050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696018003523420098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dEC54VfouJ0/TwxSVMEphgI/AAAAAAAAB7I/4uDeq8WwHuQ/s1600/Picture%2B063.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two happy boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qRXNnk9oHYY/TwxSNwFj4JI/AAAAAAAAB6s/pKxEd7XMWgI/s1600/Picture%2B059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qRXNnk9oHYY/TwxSNwFj4JI/AAAAAAAAB6s/pKxEd7XMWgI/s320/Picture%2B059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696018024916836498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remnant of a snow angel made the day before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mLcPZzWwu0Y/TwxSNEh6YgI/AAAAAAAAB6g/n3NUdshItrI/s1600/Picture%2B054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mLcPZzWwu0Y/TwxSNEh6YgI/AAAAAAAAB6g/n3NUdshItrI/s320/Picture%2B054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696018013224591874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y1jvT6AkqkU/TwxSMgY-P8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/qw5780-vio8/s1600/Picture%2B050.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snowball maker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cB_vbOF_CJ0/TwxSMFnAlyI/AAAAAAAAB6I/b_psY-jm61Y/s1600/Picture%2B048.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jw7ZByCHsiM/TwxSOhVU5eI/AAAAAAAAB68/p1W9c5KDaF4/s1600/Picture%2B058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jw7ZByCHsiM/TwxSOhVU5eI/AAAAAAAAB68/p1W9c5KDaF4/s320/Picture%2B058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696018038136301026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used his shovel to build a snow castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FESZ6356sxQ/TwxSmrKIICI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/hfT9gwOT0DA/s1600/Picture%2B061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FESZ6356sxQ/TwxSmrKIICI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/hfT9gwOT0DA/s320/Picture%2B061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696018453090541602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow castle (walls for protection, the sticks in the front are trumpets, and the rest is decoration)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dEC54VfouJ0/TwxSVMEphgI/AAAAAAAAB7I/4uDeq8WwHuQ/s1600/Picture%2B063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dEC54VfouJ0/TwxSVMEphgI/AAAAAAAAB7I/4uDeq8WwHuQ/s320/Picture%2B063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696018152688289282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding the castle gate...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-4355330685205845169?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4355330685205845169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4355330685205845169&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4355330685205845169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4355330685205845169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2012/01/it-doesnt-take-much.html' title='It doesn&apos;t take much...'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/-cB_vbOF_CJ0/TwxSMFnAlyI/AAAAAAAAB6I/b_psY-jm61Y/s72-c/Picture%2B048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-2700837038010484071</id><published>2011-12-20T15:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T15:55:42.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters to Santa</title><content type='html'>This was the first year the boys sent letters to Santa Clause.  I just had to share them because they were so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kl0LUosghiQ/TvD0hGYAwAI/AAAAAAAAB5s/whJZUcINJec/s1600/Picture%2B043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kl0LUosghiQ/TvD0hGYAwAI/AAAAAAAAB5s/whJZUcINJec/s320/Picture%2B043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688315178853122050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa, I love you.  I was a good boy.  Please come see our Christmas tree.  Please can you bring me a present?  Thank you.  Merry Christmas!  Love, Jay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMWbWWQtYtY/TvD0g_fhDPI/AAAAAAAAB5k/NbmQnhVukCw/s1600/Picture%2B037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMWbWWQtYtY/TvD0g_fhDPI/AAAAAAAAB5k/NbmQnhVukCw/s320/Picture%2B037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688315177005550834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa, I have been a good boy lately.  This is the boy that has been good, Andrew.  This is my Christmas wish list.  Thank you.  I will leave you a yummy snack on the table by the brown couch.  Hope you like it.  Merry Christmas!  Love, Andrew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hzFJNHNUGRw/TvD0hYAF2VI/AAAAAAAAB58/NKJzsT_izts/s1600/Picture%2B042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hzFJNHNUGRw/TvD0hYAF2VI/AAAAAAAAB58/NKJzsT_izts/s320/Picture%2B042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688315183584631122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dropped them off at &lt;a href="http://social.macys.com/believe/#/santapostoffice"&gt;Santa's Post Office at Macy's&lt;/a&gt;.  What fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-2700837038010484071?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/2700837038010484071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=2700837038010484071&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/2700837038010484071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/2700837038010484071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2011/12/letters-to-santa.html' title='Letters to Santa'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/-Kl0LUosghiQ/TvD0hGYAwAI/AAAAAAAAB5s/whJZUcINJec/s72-c/Picture%2B043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-4882199799912270241</id><published>2011-10-31T17:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T17:41:19.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1uV7YxqhCkQ/Tq8j7dh7lJI/AAAAAAAAB48/nDXjOKQG6T8/s1600/Picture%2B049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WksuggD2HVg/TqSWLX8zgqI/AAAAAAAAB4E/GebnbtbwsGc/s320/Picture%2B005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666819353290703522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hA05l3K7hvw/TqSWLieDJSI/AAAAAAAAB4M/2z_ZZPmq_F8/s1600/Picture%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hA05l3K7hvw/TqSWLieDJSI/AAAAAAAAB4M/2z_ZZPmq_F8/s320/Picture%2B006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666819356114494754" 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/6367863742773892720-4788892838446225402?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4788892838446225402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4788892838446225402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4788892838446225402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4788892838446225402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2011/10/spooooooky.html' title='Spooooooky......'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/-WksuggD2HVg/TqSWLX8zgqI/AAAAAAAAB4E/GebnbtbwsGc/s72-c/Picture%2B005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-6546231162871191598</id><published>2011-10-05T09:20:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T10:14:50.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 5th Birthday, Andrew!</title><content type='html'>Dear Andrew,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Today you are 5 years old!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I swear it seems like you turned into a 5-year-old overnight except, it wasn’t last night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was the day Jay turned 3.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a Sunday morning, and you walked your brother up to the front of our church for the children’s message.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This was something you never wanted to do on your own.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, now that Jay was 3 and was going to start going to the Sunday school portion of Sunday service, you assumed the role of big brother and decided to show Jay what to do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s as if Jay turning 3, was a huge milestone for you.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4uXlWmTEhhw/ToxtpI4akVI/AAAAAAAAB2k/xx10fKCOYZI/s1600/Picture%2B047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4uXlWmTEhhw/ToxtpI4akVI/AAAAAAAAB2k/xx10fKCOYZI/s320/Picture%2B047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660019385224040786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;October 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dJbR8h1pbXs/Toxtpe_hCzI/AAAAAAAAB2s/XjDPxLtKEMg/s1600/Picture%2B182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dJbR8h1pbXs/Toxtpe_hCzI/AAAAAAAAB2s/XjDPxLtKEMg/s320/Picture%2B182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660019391159405362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;January 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The next day you started pre-school.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And you are doing awesome!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All of a sudden you have this life outside of the one you and I have shared for the past 5 years.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sure it’s just three mornings a week but it’s a big step toward your independence.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jay and I love to hear all about your morning when we pick you up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jay always asks you what you had for snack.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You seem to revel in this attention from Jay and me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Add in your toothless grin and well, you truly look the part of a 5-year-old!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xCayttueuCk/Toxuqrk1jqI/AAAAAAAAB38/uLtoosREtT8/s1600/Picture%2B013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xCayttueuCk/Toxuqrk1jqI/AAAAAAAAB38/uLtoosREtT8/s320/Picture%2B013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660020511228661410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;September 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Yes, you lost two teeth, one in August and one in September.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You love to show off your toothless grin.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And you were very excited for your first visit from the tooth fairy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As with most things, you were full of questions about what would happen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The funniest was asking if the tooth fairy would be able to open the little bag that your tooth was in.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You were really concerned that it would be too big for her little fairy hands and that she wouldn't be able to manage it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Turns out she got it open and was able to leave some shiny quarters for you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh, how excited you were about this!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YTMbU9-1YQg/ToxuqREDDAI/AAAAAAAAB30/mJsSOyuNRzY/s1600/Picture%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YTMbU9-1YQg/ToxuqREDDAI/AAAAAAAAB30/mJsSOyuNRzY/s320/Picture%2B001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660020504111811586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;September 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;This past year also saw a huge spurt in your appetite and growth, mostly over the summer months.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You started to seem like a teenage boy sitting at the lunch table unable to be sated.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You outgrew just about every item of clothing and all of your shoes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LRLM8zeoygo/ToxuZdOnqGI/AAAAAAAAB3c/aG_0OjZIcNY/s1600/Picture%2B015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LRLM8zeoygo/ToxuZdOnqGI/AAAAAAAAB3c/aG_0OjZIcNY/s320/Picture%2B015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660020215319603298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;August 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;This summer also saw you improving your water skills.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By mid-summer you gained free reign over the 3-4 foot area.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Learning how to doggy-paddle and even swim under water to make progress when it got deeper.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You would also jump off the wall and plunge under all by yourself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think your favorite accomplishment was learning how to dive down to the bottom to pick something up in the 3 foot area.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I might add that you taught yourself all of this.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You had a little help from me but, most of it you learned by practicing or watching older kids at the pool.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was really neat to watch you improve and to see how proud you were of yourself.&lt;/p&gt;Your hand-eye coordination is really improving as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You’ve become quite good at baseball in the front yard.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I couldn’t have been happier when you asked me if we could play basketball at the pool.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, actually, I was happier still when you sank 8 out of 10 shots!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To see you strut was a new experience for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I loved that first chance to teach you basketball.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh, how I would love to teach you more.&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bC1Luzqhu8Q/ToxuZAXooeI/AAAAAAAAB3U/m5rry2RFJ7o/s1600/Picture%2B042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bC1Luzqhu8Q/ToxuZAXooeI/AAAAAAAAB3U/m5rry2RFJ7o/s320/Picture%2B042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660020207572787682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;May 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Not only has your physical development seen a big jump this year but, your mental development as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just recently, I’ve noticed that you: can add small numbers without counting on your fingers, pick out words on signs and in books, have great story comprehension, draw awesome pictures and are getting really close to writing your name.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As great as all of these new skills are, Daddy and I have a favorite.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s listening to you read to Jay.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We like when you read to us too but, it’s so cute to watch Jay intently follow along as you weave an exciting story for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HilB1AOzWHw/ToxuaB9PMDI/AAAAAAAAB3s/tbnUWrFoMuk/s1600/Picture%2B104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HilB1AOzWHw/ToxuaB9PMDI/AAAAAAAAB3s/tbnUWrFoMuk/s320/Picture%2B104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660020225178808370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;August 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hZs0wSkF5Is/ToxuZgTiQQI/AAAAAAAAB3k/VA4PHW_Qakc/s1600/Picture%2B048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hZs0wSkF5Is/ToxuZgTiQQI/AAAAAAAAB3k/VA4PHW_Qakc/s320/Picture%2B048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660020216145527042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;August 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;This is an exciting time for our family.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We just bought a house and will be moving in just a few days.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have been very proud of how well you have been handling this transition.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have been very helpful getting your things packed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had been so concerned you would take some time to adjust to pre-school and then have to handle moving to a new home.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead, you have totally amazed me by not only taking it all in stride but, truly flourishing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;I am going to enjoy this last year together before you start kindergarten next September.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am so excited for all that is in store for us as we venture into those school-age years but for now, I want to soak up every bit of these remaining pre-school days.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ikrHfUCmf0/ToxuYxUBmHI/AAAAAAAAB3M/FqHZ_oQclX8/s1600/disney%2B%2528118%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ikrHfUCmf0/ToxuYxUBmHI/AAAAAAAAB3M/FqHZ_oQclX8/s320/disney%2B%2528118%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660020203531114610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;I love you, AP.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-6546231162871191598?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/6546231162871191598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=6546231162871191598&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6546231162871191598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6546231162871191598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-5th-birthday-andrew.html' title='Happy 5th Birthday, Andrew!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/-4uXlWmTEhhw/ToxtpI4akVI/AAAAAAAAB2k/xx10fKCOYZI/s72-c/Picture%2B047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-7615175041621456452</id><published>2011-09-11T08:28:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T18:47:24.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 3rd Birthday, Jay!</title><content type='html'>Dear Jay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 3rd Birthday!  You continue to grow into a very sweet boy.  That's not to say that you haven't truly gotten in touch with your stubborn side, which you certainly did this past year.  Your willfulness, however, is perfectly within the normal range for a 2-3 year old.  And I think it is a direct result of your desire to do more and more things "all by yourself".  You have started dressing yourself, helping yourself to snacks in the kitchen, helping me set the dinner table and even going to the potty all by yourself.  Daddy and I have always admired your independence.  You continue to prove this is one of your strongest personality traits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6_MehPt40Ok/Tm08Syu6IxI/AAAAAAAAB10/L7bRz-VIxKY/s1600/Picture%2B066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6_MehPt40Ok/Tm08Syu6IxI/AAAAAAAAB10/L7bRz-VIxKY/s320/Picture%2B066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651239400973673234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going hand in hand with your independent streak is your sense of adventure.  You are fearless in so many ways.  Just last week you were jumping along a set of raised cement circles at our park.  The space between these circles would seem to be too wide for you to jump across.  Yet, you bounded along them as if it were no big deal.  You are always game to try something new.  I admire that about you a great deal.  And yet, I also imagine you will cause me to have heart failure a great many times over the course of your childhood because you are so very daring!  I will have to sit back and enjoy your adventures along with you, for I would hate to ever be responsible for curbing your great sense of adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RTgBf77dEnY/Tm096HOCjcI/AAAAAAAAB18/o8Ie16svzhc/s1600/Picture%2B181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RTgBf77dEnY/Tm096HOCjcI/AAAAAAAAB18/o8Ie16svzhc/s320/Picture%2B181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651241175999483330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year saw you successfully master potty-training.  You've also  learned how to spell your name.  And you are a total fish in the water.   You loved swimming/wading at the pool and beach this summer.  By the  end of summer, you were jumping off the wall into the 2ft pool without  any assistance from me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-55Gh-Tq8zDo/Tm0-suxbsHI/AAAAAAAAB2E/1Y7k3nLfIc8/s1600/jay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-55Gh-Tq8zDo/Tm0-suxbsHI/AAAAAAAAB2E/1Y7k3nLfIc8/s320/jay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651242045610373234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fuT-pOtQpqk/Tm0_MKpvTWI/AAAAAAAAB2M/aQH17HvLV-4/s1600/Picture%2B065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fuT-pOtQpqk/Tm0_MKpvTWI/AAAAAAAAB2M/aQH17HvLV-4/s320/Picture%2B065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651242585670241634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You continue to be Andrew's shadow and mimic.  Andrew has taught you to love putting on puppet shows.  You love to tell a good knock-knock joke taking great pleasure in making others laugh.  Your physical prowess combined with your sense of humor make us forget sometimes that you are two years younger than Andrew.  I often joke to others, "don't tell Jay he is two years younger because he does not seem to know that he is."  You keep pace with Andrew like it's no big deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a-YxE1ka848/Tm0_2BJYrJI/AAAAAAAAB2c/z5VudpSqW1w/s1600/Picture%2B118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a-YxE1ka848/Tm0_2BJYrJI/AAAAAAAAB2c/z5VudpSqW1w/s320/Picture%2B118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651243304673127570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming year is going to be very special for you and me.  Andrew is starting pre-school tomorrow which means you and I are going to have a chance to spend some quality one-on-one time together.  I am really looking forward to being able to focus on just you for those few hours each week that Andrew is in school.  You hardly seem like my little baby at all anymore and I know that is going to continue to fade over the course of this coming year.  I look forward to soaking up every little bit that remains while at the same time reveling in the big boy you are becoming.  I am so excited for the adventures which lie ahead of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T-C8srp5fhg/Tm0_M3MvpCI/AAAAAAAAB2U/ntdqtm3itxc/s1600/Picture%2B072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T-C8srp5fhg/Tm0_M3MvpCI/AAAAAAAAB2U/ntdqtm3itxc/s320/Picture%2B072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651242597628224546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Jay.  Happy, happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-7615175041621456452?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/7615175041621456452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=7615175041621456452&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/7615175041621456452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/7615175041621456452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-3rd-birthday-jay.html' title='Happy 3rd Birthday, Jay!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/-6_MehPt40Ok/Tm08Syu6IxI/AAAAAAAAB10/L7bRz-VIxKY/s72-c/Picture%2B066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-1791225122656526660</id><published>2011-08-21T16:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T17:03:46.989-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Lost Tooth</title><content type='html'>Andrew has been so looking forward to losing teeth since he's heard older kids talk about it.  He's had two loose ones in the bottom front for a couple days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HC3nok7zTdA/TlGACNzCr6I/AAAAAAAAB1k/aVTx3ADMHzY/s1600/Picture%2B173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HC3nok7zTdA/TlGACNzCr6I/AAAAAAAAB1k/aVTx3ADMHzY/s320/Picture%2B173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643432583623782306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, very nonchalantly, he popped out the more loose of the two.  I imagine the second can't be far behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rHs8ryiaJlo/TlGACAiZE2I/AAAAAAAAB1s/Ns2TW3C5ThQ/s1600/Picture%2B175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rHs8ryiaJlo/TlGACAiZE2I/AAAAAAAAB1s/Ns2TW3C5ThQ/s320/Picture%2B175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643432580064285538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's excited about getting a visit from the tooth fairy tonight.  I wonder what her going rate is these days.  ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-1791225122656526660?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/1791225122656526660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=1791225122656526660&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/1791225122656526660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/1791225122656526660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-lost-tooth.html' title='First Lost Tooth'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/-HC3nok7zTdA/TlGACNzCr6I/AAAAAAAAB1k/aVTx3ADMHzY/s72-c/Picture%2B173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-461980906802678147</id><published>2011-06-27T07:51:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T09:50:31.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fathers</title><content type='html'>Our summer has been off to fantastic start.  We started things off with a lovely vacation in Massachusetts with my in-laws over the Memorial Day weekend.  And we just spent a week in Ocean City, NJ with my extended family.  The neighborhood pool is open and the boys are really enjoying spending time there.  Hard to believe June is almost through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we've been away, I was getting behind in my blog reading.  As I was catching up this weekend, I noticed a lot of posts written by women honoring their husbands and/or fathers on Father's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our vacation in Ocean City always coincides with Father's Day.  So, I am lucky that I get to spend Father's Day with my father, my Godfather, and Mark.  Not to mention a whole slew of other great fathers (my brothers, uncles, and cousins).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BdBqk4Aoqb0/TgiDPuAexyI/AAAAAAAAB00/SvwrQ4FgOak/s1600/Picture%2B126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BdBqk4Aoqb0/TgiDPuAexyI/AAAAAAAAB00/SvwrQ4FgOak/s320/Picture%2B126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622888440843388706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every blog post I read boasted their husband was the best father in the world.  I don't think that is possible because, MY husband is the BEST father in the whole world!  I could not ask for a better partner with whom to navigate parenting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fnvYmC05Rp0/TgiDQtcLnII/AAAAAAAAB1M/MpnaxIf8bJ0/s1600/Picture%2B135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fnvYmC05Rp0/TgiDQtcLnII/AAAAAAAAB1M/MpnaxIf8bJ0/s320/Picture%2B135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622888457871006850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's my father.  I have been so blessed throughout my life to have a strong relationship with my father.  Over the years, I've come to appreciate that more and more as I realize not all daughters have this kind of bond with their fathers.  My father was always a great "dad".  He coached little league, helped with homework, listened to and comforted his children and most importantly, showed them how much he loved Mom.  To have grown up in a such a stable nuclear family is a true blessing and my father was a large part of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, none of that compares to how incredible my father is as a grandfather!  He never tires of his grandchildren and their constant demands for time with PopPop.  This past week, he was often seen holding hands with two grandkids and jumping little waves along the shoreline, searching for seashells, playing "catch the seagulls", pitching a wiffle ball or reading books.  He is like a magnet to whom all of the grandkids are drawn.  Just look at this photo.   I dare you to tell me he's not an exceptional grandfather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zlw7eGVeIAk/TgiDQWNpyNI/AAAAAAAAB1E/uwjYbKitfIo/s1600/Picture%2B141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zlw7eGVeIAk/TgiDQWNpyNI/AAAAAAAAB1E/uwjYbKitfIo/s320/Picture%2B141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622888451636054226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RNmENr85IoI/TgiDQD5yZSI/AAAAAAAAB08/EPHgOy_fpCw/s1600/Picture%2B140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RNmENr85IoI/TgiDQD5yZSI/AAAAAAAAB08/EPHgOy_fpCw/s320/Picture%2B140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622888446720894242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that I also have a wonderful father-in-law?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uK9yHwMXBgE/TgiEGlEo3iI/AAAAAAAAB1c/Xezns4-BwRY/s1600/Image1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uK9yHwMXBgE/TgiEGlEo3iI/AAAAAAAAB1c/Xezns4-BwRY/s320/Image1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622889383337713186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly blessed.  I am related to, no...bonded to, a husband, father and father-in-law, all of whom could vie for the "Best Father in the World" title.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-461980906802678147?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/461980906802678147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=461980906802678147&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/461980906802678147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/461980906802678147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2011/06/fathers.html' title='Fathers'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/-BdBqk4Aoqb0/TgiDPuAexyI/AAAAAAAAB00/SvwrQ4FgOak/s72-c/Picture%2B126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-3535255233701588363</id><published>2011-05-19T06:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T07:08:29.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestone!</title><content type='html'>Those of you who know me well, know that I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;be...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at times...&lt;/span&gt;a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little bit...&lt;/span&gt;competitive.  A little.  (Thankfully, most people who love me find it endearing rather than obnoxious!)  However, I try very hard not to keep track of when the boys hit their milestones in relation to each other.  First steps, first word, etc.  But, I was very curious recently to see where we would end up with potty-training because, they started at two different ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited until after an important family wedding in which Andrew was the ring bearer to start his potty training.  As a result, he was more than ready and old enough to do it well.  He figured it out right away and was potty trained at 2 years, 8 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay on the other hand, showed interest in toilet learning (this is the phrase used in the "what to expect..." book and I think it's funny) much earlier.  However, it has taken much longer for him to truly accomplish complete potty training.  But, he has and it was right at 2 years, 8 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that interesting?  (sounds of crickets chirping...people deleting my blog from their bookmarks...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's not even the milestone I wanted to document here.  The important milestone reached last night was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew and Jay's First &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/pissing%20contest"&gt;PISSING CONTEST&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys and I were in their bathroom (which if you've been to our house, you realize has a maximum capacity for 3 people if you stand in just the right spots).  First, they were racing to see who could get undressed first.  Then, they sat side-by-side on their respective commodes (Andrew on the toilet and Jay on his potty) and commenced with their pre-bath duties.  (snicker, snicker)  Andrew leaps off of the toilet and declares, "I win!".  Jay with all his pride, stands up and says "I win too!".  Now, comes the bickering over who peed faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh...raising boys is going to be so much fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-3535255233701588363?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/3535255233701588363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=3535255233701588363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/3535255233701588363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/3535255233701588363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2011/05/milestone.html' title='Milestone!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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-6367863742773892720.post-4179883765554857359</id><published>2011-05-08T19:06:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T19:37:15.269-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudder's Day</title><content type='html'>Recently, Andrew and Jay have started calling me "Mudder".  It cracks me up.  I'm pretty sure they picked it up from me too.  Here's my thinking.  I will scold them when they are being rude to me by saying "I am your mother and you can't talk to me that way."  They seem to hear "I am your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mudder&lt;/span&gt; and you can't talk to me that way."  See, what I mean?  Evidently, I slip into a New York/Long Island type accent when scolding them about being rude to me, their mudder.  What's funnier is that Andrew definitely knows it is incorrect which naturally makes it all the more funny to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I hope all the mothers out there, especially those who are so near and dear to me had a very special Mudder's Day!  I sure did.  Thanks in no small part to my wonderful husband who pampered me all weekend.  This man sure makes me feel loved and appreciated.  I am so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being mother to these guys...well, I am really blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9B6SaNmRH40/Tcc1-Re9fdI/AAAAAAAAB0o/ks0M3a9bfjQ/s1600/disney%2B%252876%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9B6SaNmRH40/Tcc1-Re9fdI/AAAAAAAAB0o/ks0M3a9bfjQ/s320/disney%2B%252876%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604507605247294930" 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/6367863742773892720-4179883765554857359?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4179883765554857359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4179883765554857359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4179883765554857359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4179883765554857359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2011/05/mudders-day.html' title='Mudder&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/-9B6SaNmRH40/Tcc1-Re9fdI/AAAAAAAAB0o/ks0M3a9bfjQ/s72-c/disney%2B%252876%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-8864735919468767043</id><published>2011-04-17T16:29:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T16:32:42.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Egg Hunt</title><content type='html'>Our neighborhood Easter Egg Hunt was today.  You would not believe how excited Andrew was for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is scoping out the field before things got started:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9we0MrgOs84/Tatb8iL9qpI/AAAAAAAAB0g/WUdn0OaFdgw/s1600/egg%2Bhunt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9we0MrgOs84/Tatb8iL9qpI/AAAAAAAAB0g/WUdn0OaFdgw/s320/egg%2Bhunt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596668057465236114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay in action:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GeTiDons2Ks/Tatb8Uo7BkI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/n39IDL9HYNs/s1600/DSC01928-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GeTiDons2Ks/Tatb8Uo7BkI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/n39IDL9HYNs/s320/DSC01928-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596668053828601410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay's friend Connor giving an egg to Jay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YE34apdChGs/Tatb8DcKDXI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/lfBYzcL7MBY/s1600/DSC01926-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YE34apdChGs/Tatb8DcKDXI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/lfBYzcL7MBY/s320/DSC01926-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596668049211657586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew in action:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Llgu41gNhss/Tatb7zjDJGI/AAAAAAAAB0I/8OyHluyGpmc/s1600/DSC01921-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Llgu41gNhss/Tatb7zjDJGI/AAAAAAAAB0I/8OyHluyGpmc/s320/DSC01921-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596668044945597538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful sunny Sunday for the annual egg hunt.  We had fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-8864735919468767043?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/8864735919468767043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=8864735919468767043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/8864735919468767043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/8864735919468767043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-egg-hunt.html' title='Easter Egg Hunt'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/-9we0MrgOs84/Tatb8iL9qpI/AAAAAAAAB0g/WUdn0OaFdgw/s72-c/egg%2Bhunt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-5302702245699431513</id><published>2011-04-04T09:53:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T15:09:49.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>March</title><content type='html'>March was a fun month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a visit from Oma and Opa (technically this was in the last week of February).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sign Andrew made to welcome Oma and Opa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OCkk79lAbPk/TaC7CUaXDfI/AAAAAAAABy4/dWj2U5oMX0c/s1600/Picture%2B056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OCkk79lAbPk/TaC7CUaXDfI/AAAAAAAABy4/dWj2U5oMX0c/s320/Picture%2B056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593676385707560434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew and Oma freshly squeezing Florida oranges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nWBoVcmP__E/TaC7CQAH3XI/AAAAAAAABzA/iNzbtc1V1Qw/s1600/Picture%2B063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nWBoVcmP__E/TaC7CQAH3XI/AAAAAAAABzA/iNzbtc1V1Qw/s320/Picture%2B063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593676384523771250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opa reading to Jay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jeHoY-wkY3o/TaC7CuIRB_I/AAAAAAAABzI/rikmffO1PvM/s1600/Picture%2B083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jeHoY-wkY3o/TaC7CuIRB_I/AAAAAAAABzI/rikmffO1PvM/s320/Picture%2B083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593676392610990066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a visit from my brother Chris, my nieces Samantha and Sara, and my nephew Nathaniel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha and Andrew on the Metro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QHHki-UbkRg/TaC7C5Pq4nI/AAAAAAAABzQ/Y039WHCuRwk/s1600/Picture%2B091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QHHki-UbkRg/TaC7C5Pq4nI/AAAAAAAABzQ/Y039WHCuRwk/s320/Picture%2B091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593676395594834546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay and Sara on the Metro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AmdR_6nIw38/TaC7ooH52zI/AAAAAAAABzg/s6-8EnNAeqc/s1600/Picture%2B094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AmdR_6nIw38/TaC7ooH52zI/AAAAAAAABzg/s6-8EnNAeqc/s320/Picture%2B094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593677043833887538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathaniel on the Metro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vXT7nMP-66g/TaC7DJAEn5I/AAAAAAAABzY/dDgigpQTPqw/s1600/Picture%2B093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vXT7nMP-66g/TaC7DJAEn5I/AAAAAAAABzY/dDgigpQTPqw/s320/Picture%2B093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593676399824379794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and his kids at the Washington Monument (note the White House in the background.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8KA3cd4vSi8/TaC7o7HLAYI/AAAAAAAABzo/Ava-30CfO2s/s1600/Picture%2B103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8KA3cd4vSi8/TaC7o7HLAYI/AAAAAAAABzo/Ava-30CfO2s/s320/Picture%2B103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593677048931090818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also rained a fair amount so the boys have been having fun playing in the mud puddles that form in our side yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-trU7EmTXQkY/TaC7pr2LZyI/AAAAAAAAB0A/Izw8y3eUIQk/s1600/Picture%2B113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-trU7EmTXQkY/TaC7pr2LZyI/AAAAAAAAB0A/Izw8y3eUIQk/s320/Picture%2B113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593677062013151010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EKQt-MId9N0/TaC7pUGWMlI/AAAAAAAABz4/VPkMhz9ehJM/s1600/Picture%2B112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EKQt-MId9N0/TaC7pUGWMlI/AAAAAAAABz4/VPkMhz9ehJM/s320/Picture%2B112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593677055638516306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-syZL3vxVG7w/TaC7pFO8wMI/AAAAAAAABzw/QZe_Co-v3t8/s1600/Picture%2B111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-syZL3vxVG7w/TaC7pFO8wMI/AAAAAAAABzw/QZe_Co-v3t8/s320/Picture%2B111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593677051648065730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like there was something else...Oh, right!  There was a little trip to....Walt Disney World.  It was a Holland Family Grand Gathering.  All 16 members of the Holland family met in Orlando for a week together at Walt Disney World.  It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all 16 of us at the Polynesian Resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NlRp83jSDqo/TaC62C9ZGaI/AAAAAAAAByw/uj6RzNkTlxM/s1600/Image1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NlRp83jSDqo/TaC62C9ZGaI/AAAAAAAAByw/uj6RzNkTlxM/s320/Image1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593676174864226722" 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/6367863742773892720-5302702245699431513?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/5302702245699431513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=5302702245699431513&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/5302702245699431513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/5302702245699431513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2011/04/march.html' title='March'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/-OCkk79lAbPk/TaC7CUaXDfI/AAAAAAAABy4/dWj2U5oMX0c/s72-c/Picture%2B056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-6481167948732857502</id><published>2011-02-11T15:31:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T16:24:36.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Walk in the Woods</title><content type='html'>I have a &lt;a href="http://mainemomma.blogspot.com/"&gt;friend&lt;/a&gt; who lives in Maine.  Last week, she wrote &lt;a href="http://mainemomma.blogspot.com/2011/02/friday-morn.html"&gt;something on her blog&lt;/a&gt; that came back to me this morning as I was lying in bed wrestling with the notion that I would have to get out of bed soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been dealing with a sinus infection all week. The way I've dealt with this sinus infection was to let the boys watch more tv than usual so I could rest. When I was lying in bed this morning, thinking about how cooped up we've been, and how unfair it has been to the boys, these words from Maine Momma's blog came back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i have not gone out just because. today i see i need to. i must. a walk in the woods or maybe a climb over that snow bank to reach the beach. something, anything. i need some sun on my face and fresh air in my lungs and to walk off a bit of this cabin fever that has set in my bones and in my head."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All three of us needed to walk off some cabin fever. Of this I was sure. Andrew confirmed this notion for me when he came in to wake me up saying, "Mommy, it's a great day to go outside. It's sunny and beautiful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with every intention of getting some fresh air, clearing the cobwebs, and soaking in some sunshine we headed to &lt;a href="http://www.fairfaxcounty.gov/parks/huntley/"&gt;Huntley Meadows&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fairfaxcounty.gov/parks/huntley/"&gt; Park&lt;/a&gt; for a nature walk. Bucket in hand we walked along the path searching for nature. Andrew and Jay collected pine cones, sticks, rocks and other things. I collected some much needed fresh air and vitamin D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sBM6BQa0pXQ/TVWkWFN2DyI/AAAAAAAAByo/3jpaj2Zkogo/s1600/Picture%2B060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sBM6BQa0pXQ/TVWkWFN2DyI/AAAAAAAAByo/3jpaj2Zkogo/s320/Picture%2B060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572540813205180194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Fdg9ZkuKwc/TVWjoj2HnpI/AAAAAAAAByY/dVGXKQHCyzI/s1600/Picture%2B062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Fdg9ZkuKwc/TVWjoj2HnpI/AAAAAAAAByY/dVGXKQHCyzI/s320/Picture%2B062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572540031153184402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5qwO1s-pziw/TVWjolLeoYI/AAAAAAAAByQ/ma17xUIEQQg/s1600/Picture%2B064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5qwO1s-pziw/TVWjolLeoYI/AAAAAAAAByQ/ma17xUIEQQg/s320/Picture%2B064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572540031511208322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the inspiration, MaineMomma!  This photo is for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_BvtV6AVpgw/TVWjnx0jAZI/AAAAAAAAByI/_-tRrshIO4Y/s1600/Picture%2B052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_BvtV6AVpgw/TVWjnx0jAZI/AAAAAAAAByI/_-tRrshIO4Y/s320/Picture%2B052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572540017724817810" 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/6367863742773892720-6481167948732857502?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/6481167948732857502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=6481167948732857502&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6481167948732857502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6481167948732857502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2011/02/walk-in-woods.html' title='A Walk in the Woods'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/-sBM6BQa0pXQ/TVWkWFN2DyI/AAAAAAAAByo/3jpaj2Zkogo/s72-c/Picture%2B060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-2615875428519394667</id><published>2011-02-07T10:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T10:57:20.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>As promised...a recap of my birthday</title><content type='html'>It seems to have become a tradition on my mother’s side of the family to celebrate birthdays multiple times.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You celebrate once with your immediate family, then maybe again when more members of your extended family can be together.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have come to call this celebrating your birthday “McDevitt” style.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In this fashion, you can celebrate your birthday for a week or a month instead of just one day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s great!    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For example, when Andrew turned 3 we had a birthday party here with some of his friends, we celebrated with dinner on his actual birthday and he had a party at MomMom and PopPop’s house with his cousins.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s three separate parties to celebrate one birth-day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Understand?&lt;/p&gt;  Well, for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my &lt;/span&gt;birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We (Mark, Andrew, Jay and I) celebrated my birthday on the Sunday before my birthday.  &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It’s much more convenient (and fun) to celebrate on a weekend instead of a weeknight.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mark coined a new phrase for the celebrating of one’s birthday multiple times, “false birthday”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And what a great false birthday it was…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;8:30 – 9:30 – church&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;10:00 – breakfast at &lt;a href="http://www.eveningstarcafe.net/"&gt;Evening Star Cafe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;11:00 – 4:00 – putting on puppet shows (Andrew), playing with cars (Jay), crafting and mending projects (me), cooking (Mark)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4:30 – birthday dinner of roasted chicken, stuffing, roasted potatoes and creamed spinach&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;5:30 - presents&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;6:30 – birthday cake with our dear friends, the Sprungs&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Andrew had planned my birthday cake weeks in advance.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And he even managed to keep it a surprise.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was very excited about it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was so adorable.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He absolutely loves birthdays.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And he has come to be quite the party planner.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was so sweet in his general excitement for me to enjoy my birthday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The cake was great, there were special animal plates picked out for the cake, and I got lots of birthday hugs and kisses.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was wonderful!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TVAUVUU-3ZI/AAAAAAAAByA/p3cgOr07SOk/s1600/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TVAUVUU-3ZI/AAAAAAAAByA/p3cgOr07SOk/s320/cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570975095523827090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Two awesome gifts: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A pair of &lt;a href="http://www.crocs.com/crocs-classic/10001,default,pd.html?cid=373&amp;amp;cgid=women-footwear-clogs"&gt;crocs&lt;/a&gt; from Andrew &amp;amp; Jay along with two &lt;a href="http://www.crocs.com/jibbitz/jibbitz,default,sc.html"&gt;jibbitz&lt;/a&gt; (a heart from Andrew b/c he loves me, and Mater from Jay b/c he loves Mater)&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mrcoffee.com/Product.aspx?pid=8410"&gt;A single cup coffee maker&lt;/a&gt; from Mark.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What a cool little machine.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s awesome!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m one lucky lady to have three guys who love and pamper me so.&lt;/p&gt;On my actual birthday, I got the kids to bed early and Mark ran out for some sushi takeout.  We had a nice quiet evening in front of the tv with sushi and Netflix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having remembered the time when he got to celebrate his birthday more than once, Andrew kindly suggested to my mom that we celebrate Mommy's birthday again when we were visiting my parents this past week.  So, one whole week after my actual birthday, I was "surprised" with a birthday cake that Andrew and MomMom made.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend the multiple birthday celebrating...it's wonderful!  Especially, because it will remind you just how much you are loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-2615875428519394667?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/2615875428519394667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=2615875428519394667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/2615875428519394667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/2615875428519394667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2011/02/as-promisedmy-birthday-recap.html' title='As promised...a recap of my birthday'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/TVAUVUU-3ZI/AAAAAAAAByA/p3cgOr07SOk/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-4870421961581145636</id><published>2011-01-25T09:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T10:27:17.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3-5</title><content type='html'>It's official now...I am in my mid-30's.  I don't really mind this ... well, that's not entirely true.  I've come to realize recently that I am no longer considered a young person. ..or a recent grad...or even a young mother.  I am a mother of young children, I graduated many years ago and well, (as a friend pointed out) I must start checking a new age group box on survey forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to be honest, I am so blessed and so happy with my life, I really don't mind this birthday nor dread any ones coming after this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still...I think I'll pretend to mind it so I can have this for breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TT7q_GPhCFI/AAAAAAAABxw/rDf6vyG9DJk/s1600/Picture%2B174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TT7q_GPhCFI/AAAAAAAABxw/rDf6vyG9DJk/s320/Picture%2B174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566144559204862034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...chocolate cake and coffee.  Life is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - I will have to post a picture of my birthday cake later today.  Andrew &amp;amp; Mark made me an absolutely awesome cake this past weekend.  I will be sure to post a picture and recap my lovely day celebrating my "false birthday".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-4870421961581145636?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4870421961581145636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4870421961581145636&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4870421961581145636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4870421961581145636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2011/01/3-5.html' title='3-5'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/TT7q_GPhCFI/AAAAAAAABxw/rDf6vyG9DJk/s72-c/Picture%2B174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-4489310821725182085</id><published>2011-01-24T21:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T08:37:22.889-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's to a New Year...</title><content type='html'>Every January the blogosphere is always flooded with posts about New Year’s Resolutions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t typically make resolutions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, I have set two goals for myself for 2011.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I’m proud to say that I got working on these goals before January 1.  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This summer I finally found out why my knees have been bothering me so much for the past two years.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Possibly due to many years of playing basketball, the cushioning around my knee cap has deteriorated so that my bones are rubbing against each other causing early-onset arthritis.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The condition was technically diagnosed as &lt;a href="http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/chondromalacia-patella/DS00777"&gt;chondromalacia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This meant I would need to forego running and find other cardio workouts to strengthen my leg muscles specifically my quad muscles.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am thrilled to have finally tried spinning.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I joined a new gym in October and I’ve been to several classes in addition to working out on my own.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Spinning has proven to be a fantastic workout.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m very excited about it.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, that is goal number one – get in better shape, regain core fitness and improve leg strength. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Goal number two was to find a way to bring some income into our household.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For some time now, I’ve been mulling selling my handmade crafts.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For a couple years now, I’ve been making stenciled tee-shirts and onesies as gifts for my nieces, nephews and friends’ babies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I was ruminating on what I might sell, my mind kept coming back to these.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, in November, I finally took the plunge and opened an online store through &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/BrushandPaint"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 42px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TT48FW_3lWI/AAAAAAAABxY/CB-gTQxvtUk/s320/Banner3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565952252246988130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The store is called &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/BrushandPaint"&gt;Brush &amp;amp; Paint&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hope you’ll take a look.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Initially, I have been stocking it with my hand-stenciled t-shirts and onesies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Last week, I added some stationery for Valentine’s Day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m very excited to finally be underway with this idea that has been in the back of mind ever since I became a stay-at-home mom in 2006.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have had some early success selling my t-shirts and onesies to family and friends.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hope to gain some traction in the online marketplace over the next year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A snowflake tee:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/64314747/snowflake-hand-stenciled-ls-onesie"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TT48Fm262eI/AAAAAAAABxo/fPkx3G9mv8k/s320/Picture%2B064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565952256504420834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A lobster lovenote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/66187963/lobster-valentine-hand-stenciled"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TT48Fnd2S3I/AAAAAAAABxg/j548i0t5xmg/s320/Picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565952256667700082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who knows what 2011 will have in store for me?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Come 2012, I hope to be looking back at 2011 proud of the work I put into these two goals.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sitting here, right now, I’m feeling optimistic and I’m very excited by the possibilities.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wishing you a fulfilling and satisfying new year!&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;xoxo,  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/42845252@N03"&gt;Reen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-4489310821725182085?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4489310821725182085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4489310821725182085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4489310821725182085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4489310821725182085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2011/01/heres-to-new-year.html' title='Here&apos;s to a New Year...'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/TT48FW_3lWI/AAAAAAAABxY/CB-gTQxvtUk/s72-c/Banner3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-2517927215387853207</id><published>2011-01-14T09:58:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:29:10.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ah...what fun!</title><content type='html'>So, I don't think this counts as one of the "joys of motherhood" but, it is one of those moments that can define motherhood (or really any caretaker of small children's 'hood).  Let me set the scene for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: the rest of this post may not be suitable for everyone (as it deals with p-o-o-h.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay started taking a true interest in potty training last week.  I was thrilled since it was his idea and it seemed to come to him out of the blue.  He's been doing really well but, as is normal, I've been living in a perpetual state of anxiety about when he might have an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew has been under the weather for over a week with a cough and runny nose. So, it's just been one of those weeks where I felt like I was bouncing back and forth from the bathroom to the tissue box to the fridge for more juice etc.  Yesterday, Andrew started having diarrhea.  Hoping this was just a result of something he had eaten I figured it would just run its course.  And towards the end of yesterday I was feeling really confident in my prediction.  Well, this morning he had two more bouts of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's where the defining moment occurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, while I was researching causes for diarrhea online (and choking back my gag reflex at the detailed information concerning such a topic), Andrew appears by my side and says, "Mom, Jay has something in his hand and it smells like poop."  I rush downstairs to see Jay holding a large amount of poop in his hand.  I wish I hadn't said this but, I said, "Oh, Jay!" at which he turned and immediately dropped the turd to the carpet so as not to get in trouble for having it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is one of those times where you need to either laugh or cry.  So, I laughed...much later...once I had cleaned the child, my hands, the carpet, the toys that were on the carpet and my hands again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think earlier this week I was saying that I was tired of wiping runny noses.  Oh, how I long for the days of runny noses!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-2517927215387853207?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/2517927215387853207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=2517927215387853207&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/2517927215387853207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/2517927215387853207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2011/01/ahwhat-fun.html' title='ah...what fun!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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-6367863742773892720.post-4772913651753457650</id><published>2010-12-17T12:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T13:06:01.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First snow of the season...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQulKA-QIcI/AAAAAAAABwk/DURJK9xZo4U/s1600/Picture%2B105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQulKA-QIcI/AAAAAAAABwk/DURJK9xZo4U/s320/Picture%2B105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551712557142647234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our first snowfall yesterday.  We enjoyed somewhere between 1.5 adn 2 inches.  I say first because I am so hopeful that we will have more snowfalls this winter.  Andrew absolutely loves being out in the snow.  Saying he was thrilled to see the snow falling yesterday doesn't even come close to describing his reaction.  What's better is I think he might actually think I planned it/ created it for him!  (Although, that might backfire when I can't reproduce another snowstorm. Hmmm...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQumEreJO9I/AAAAAAAABxM/N8hRNCpBAkg/s1600/Picture%2B102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQumEreJO9I/AAAAAAAABxM/N8hRNCpBAkg/s320/Picture%2B102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551713564983114706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really glad that Jay enjoyed being out in the snow yesterday too.  Playing outside last year was a total disaster with Jay.  He was too small to walk well in his snowbibs, jacket and snowboots, etc.  He wouldn't keep his gloves on and it only took one faceplant in the snow for him to be completely in tears and wanting to go inside.  And when I had just spent 30 minutes getting him ready to go out, I was a bit annoyed to be going back inside with him to disrobe.  So, I was thrilled that he wanted to go out and play after he saw how much fun Andrew was having in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQulKKdlKsI/AAAAAAAABws/EGbrmDuvVGo/s1600/Picture%2B113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQulKKdlKsI/AAAAAAAABws/EGbrmDuvVGo/s320/Picture%2B113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551712559689968322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew picked up where he left off doing his favorite snow activities: eating snow, demanding we build a snowman, and wiping snow off of the car.  Andrew &amp;amp; Jay have also come to enjoy a game where Mommy makes a snowball and hands it to them and then they throw it at Mommy.  Jay calls this game "ball".  And he very sweetly asked today when we were getting dressed to go out..."play ball with you?"  How can I resist?  Andrew figured out how to make his own snowballs today and he had great fun throwing them at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nice surprise this snow was for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQulLolq0-I/AAAAAAAABw0/G_F93NpXoI4/s1600/Picture%2B115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQulLolq0-I/AAAAAAAABw0/G_F93NpXoI4/s320/Picture%2B115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551712584956826594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy winter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQulLxsOJ_I/AAAAAAAABw8/gjA8o3JHIvs/s1600/Picture%2B117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQulLxsOJ_I/AAAAAAAABw8/gjA8o3JHIvs/s320/Picture%2B117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551712587400226802" 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/6367863742773892720-4772913651753457650?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4772913651753457650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4772913651753457650&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4772913651753457650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4772913651753457650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/12/first-snow-of-season.html' title='First snow of the season...'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/TQulKA-QIcI/AAAAAAAABwk/DURJK9xZo4U/s72-c/Picture%2B105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-2537924226502784754</id><published>2010-12-16T08:53:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T09:57:29.109-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you’ll pardon the cliché…it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas around here!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have not been feeling the Christmas spirit or whatever you want to call it at all this year.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have felt no great desire to decorate or bake or listen to Christmas music.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And yet, with a 4 year old who is growing very excited about Christmas, well, I have had no choice but to fake it!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(I cannot believe I just revealed that secret!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We’ve put out our decorations around the house and we have put lights up outside.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mark and the boys picked out and bought our Christmas tree on Sunday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a beautiful tree.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They did a fabulous job!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On Monday, I put the lights on the tree and Andrew put the ornaments on the tree.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Jay had no interest in putting his or any ornaments on the tree.) It is the most adorable clumping of ornaments I have ever seen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All of his and Jay’s ornaments are hanging on the lowest branches.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is a specific cluster that faces the fireplace.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Andrew remarked that he put those specific ornaments there so that Santa will see them as soon as he comes down our chimney!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How cute is that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQodXmB5OuI/AAAAAAAABv0/vg1HxZSBY0E/s1600/Picture%2B051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQodXmB5OuI/AAAAAAAABv0/vg1HxZSBY0E/s320/Picture%2B051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551281781870246626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQodX01u1NI/AAAAAAAABv8/wyHkJm3q3ag/s1600/Picture%2B052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQodX01u1NI/AAAAAAAABv8/wyHkJm3q3ag/s320/Picture%2B052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551281785845765330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&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;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yesterday, we baked some cookies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We made Spritz (which were always my favorite growing up) and chocolate chip cookies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now, I’d be lying if I said the boys were a huge help.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, they were very cute in their excitement about making cookies for Santa.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, Andrew is looking forward to leaving some out for Santa.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jay just wants to eat them now!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Forget what’s-his-face.&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQodtqBNUXI/AAAAAAAABwU/3lhxl0gsq2o/s1600/Picture%2B069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQodtqBNUXI/AAAAAAAABwU/3lhxl0gsq2o/s320/Picture%2B069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551282160898232690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQodYFtVKjI/AAAAAAAABwE/X5gJRrGgPUo/s1600/Picture%2B067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQodYFtVKjI/AAAAAAAABwE/X5gJRrGgPUo/s320/Picture%2B067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551281790373931570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQodtrnlvJI/AAAAAAAABwM/ARinhH5X7Jk/s1600/Picture%2B068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQodtrnlvJI/AAAAAAAABwM/ARinhH5X7Jk/s320/Picture%2B068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551282161327651986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made cinnamon ornaments last week.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And we have been listening to Christmas music, namely John Denver and the Muppets and the albums my brother Mike made in 2000 and 2001.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQodXA0OSdI/AAAAAAAABvk/0LIRyTz8fis/s1600/Picture%2B022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQodXA0OSdI/AAAAAAAABvk/0LIRyTz8fis/s320/Picture%2B022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551281771880794578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this combined has made our house look, smell and feel Christmas-y.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yet, I still don’t feel it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It all seems kind of like a giant to-do list of things I must do to make sure this Christmas is special for Andrew &amp;amp; Jay.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I guess that’s what it means to be Mommy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your job is to make Christmas special for your children.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And if I can only do that half as well as my Mom did, well then I’ll be glad.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I do each of these tasks on my Christmas to-do list: I can’t help but reminisce about the Christmases of my childhood.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My mother always made our house look so nice.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She would pick out special craft ornaments for us to do each year and it is fun to look back at those now remembering sitting at the kitchen table with my brothers designing them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have hung eucalyptus on my front door because my mother always had a eucalyptus wreath on our front door.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Every time I open my storm door and smell it, I am reminded of my mother.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Baking cookies, reminded me of the cookie tins that were always filled with our favorite cookies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I realize now that my mother must have made several trips to the grocery store for more eggs, sugar and butter to make sure when we got home from school that there would be cookies in the tins.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t know when she made them…I just know they were always there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thanks, Mom!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thanks for these warm memories.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hope Andrew &amp;amp; Jay will be able to think back on their childhood Christmases with similar affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQodXT_nuFI/AAAAAAAABvs/3lnGVfzk8Ls/s1600/Picture%2B035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQodXT_nuFI/AAAAAAAABvs/3lnGVfzk8Ls/s320/Picture%2B035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551281777028872274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I will say there is one thing that I have really been enjoying this Christmas season.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And that is Andrew’s ability to patiently open one door each day on the Advent calendar.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My parents gave us a beautiful Advent calendar that they picked up on their recent trip to Germany.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Andrew has been very good about only opening the specific door for today and no others.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is eager each morning and asks Mark or me “what number is today?”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ve been impressed with his ability to find the numbers on his own and open the doors himself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He seems to thoroughly enjoy finding out what picture is waiting behind the door.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I cannot believe the self-control he has shown with this.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It makes me happy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Like everything else, Jay is oblivious to the calendar.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He likes to look at the picture if Andrew shows it to him…but, I don’t think the calendar is even registering on his radar screen.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Along with his enjoyment of the advent calendar, I’ve enjoyed watching how Andrew can appreciate the special prayers we say each night at dinnertime when I light the candles in our advent wreath.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Andrew closes his eyes and folds his hands in front of his face.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It makes me feel very warm and content inside.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He and Jay have been offering grace before our meals for a couple months now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Usually, they say “Thank you for this family.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes, they will add a thank you for an activity or toy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, the other night, Andrew said “Thank you for my family and thank you for God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now, I realize these are just words to him…but, I found I was bowled over by it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After all isn’t that the message of Advent and Christmas?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQoexiYtPHI/AAAAAAAABwc/XKHgMedgY-4/s1600/Picture%2B032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQoexiYtPHI/AAAAAAAABwc/XKHgMedgY-4/s320/Picture%2B032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551283327080414322" 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/6367863742773892720-2537924226502784754?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/2537924226502784754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=2537924226502784754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/2537924226502784754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/2537924226502784754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/12/if-youll-pardon-clicheits-beginning-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/TQodXmB5OuI/AAAAAAAABv0/vg1HxZSBY0E/s72-c/Picture%2B051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-7032525767080852472</id><published>2010-12-15T10:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T10:44:02.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature vs. Nurture</title><content type='html'>Given my latest posts, you might not find it hard to believe that I've been having a nature vs. nurture argument playing in my head.  Are the behaviors my sons are presenting a result of their innate nature or are they a result of the environment I create for them in our home each day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....well, here is an exchange I just had with Jay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene: Me in the kitchen, Jay entering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey, you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay: I'm not you, I'm me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they say "from the mouths of babes"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQjhpd7BJ4I/AAAAAAAABvc/No3Qv4qAikM/s1600/Picture%2B019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TQjhpd7BJ4I/AAAAAAAABvc/No3Qv4qAikM/s320/Picture%2B019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550934643257190274" 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/6367863742773892720-7032525767080852472?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/7032525767080852472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=7032525767080852472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/7032525767080852472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/7032525767080852472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/12/nature-vs-nurture.html' title='Nature vs. Nurture'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/TQjhpd7BJ4I/AAAAAAAABvc/No3Qv4qAikM/s72-c/Picture%2B019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-667867615304904791</id><published>2010-11-24T10:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T10:26:44.019-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep an eye on the gauge...</title><content type='html'>I've often thought of my patience level as being similar to the gas tank in the car.  You know that feeling you get when you get in the car and see you have a full tank.  Well, I feel just as happy when I know I have a full tank of patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now picture this, you're in your car and staring at the fuel gauge as the needle moves closer and closer to the E.  You're wondering how much further could you go before getting gas.  Knowing that you never actually want to find out how far by running out of gas.  Why put yourself in that position where you've broken down on the side of the road because you thought you could make it .25 miles further. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this morning I felt like I was watching my patience gauge with the same careful eye.  My patience gauge has been nearing E all week but, I decided to see how much is left in the tank before refilling.  I decided to let Andrew &amp;amp; Jay help me bake a pumpkin pie for tomorrow's feast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baking with your children is supposed to be so special.  Yet, my kitchen is never quite the scene of a cute Pillsbury holiday commercial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to say my tank has not run completely dry.  This gives me a good chance to make it to the next refilling station, a Thanksgiving Feast with my family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(All of this is in jest.  I had fun baking the pie with the boys and they are so proud of it.  They can't wait to tell MomMom and PopPop that they made it.  And in the interest of full disclosure, I actually made it to a patience refilling station last night thanks to my wonderful husband.  I had a girls night out with two of my friends.  So my tank was actually pretty near full this morning.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-667867615304904791?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/667867615304904791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=667867615304904791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/667867615304904791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/667867615304904791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/11/keep-eye-on-gauge.html' title='Keep an eye on the gauge...'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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-6367863742773892720.post-6973637938756372501</id><published>2010-11-19T08:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T08:53:59.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is a Battlefield...</title><content type='html'>So it feels like I haven't' been posting here very often lately.  I gave it some thought and I realized why that is the case.  I seem to be caught in a bit of an endless loop of battles with Andrew &amp;amp; Jay.  These little people with whom I share my home are under the impression that I want their feedback on every decision I make throughout the day.  And I realized I don't like to post about the negative.  I prefer to post pictures of how cute they are and how special they are to me.  But, that's when I realized I don't post anything because there is not a lot in that pot right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay is fighting like the dickens to not nap anymore.  So long as he's still in his crib, however, I think I will win this battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my battles with Andrew.  Well, he is a fiesty foe.  It seems we go toe to toe on every topic under the sun.  And that we do so the entire time that we are in fact under the sun.  From the minute we get up in the morning, we battle about breakfast, going potty, what we'll do today.  And it just continues all day with little flare ups here and there until we are finally arguing about what I made for dinner, the need for a bath and the fact that it is bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this current cycle of behavior is normal.  I'm not about to run out and read a bunch of self-help parenting books about 4 year-olds.  Because really why would I spend any of my precious free time reading about what I'm living through.  I really do think he is just testing limits and trying to find the boundaries for what is acceptable and what he can "get away with".  And I realize that I must stay firm with our rules so that he can learn the boundaries and become a pleasant member of this household (community, society, blah blah blah).  But, it is just so emotionally and physically draining to be this broken record. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to the other battle...which I think may rage on through his teen years.  He does not listen.  I don't mean he disobeys.   I mean he does not actively listen.  And I got a glimpse of my future 16 year old.  When I asked him to reapeat what I had just said.  He said I can't.  When I asked him why he wasn't listening.  He said I didn't want to.  At least he's still so very honest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since Jay is always striving to be just like Andrew, he is adopting a lot of the same body language and phrases that Andrew uses when he's upset.  So, it feels like a I am battling Andrew and then a little Andrew at the same time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On some of our harder days, I can't help but imagine what life might be like when they are older and don't need me as much as they currently do.  And we won't have these specific battles.  (I'm not so naive to think we won't still have arguments later.)   Then, as a sign from the universe, from God, or whatever you choose to insert here, I will have a stranger tell me to enjoy this time because they grow up so fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm doing my best to enjoy this time.  I'm doing my best to take it one day at a time.  I'm doing my best to not look forward, not look back but just be in the present.  Frankly put, I'm doing my best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-6973637938756372501?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/6973637938756372501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=6973637938756372501&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6973637938756372501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6973637938756372501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-is-battlefield.html' title='Love is a Battlefield...'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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-6367863742773892720.post-2536218739502970521</id><published>2010-11-12T08:28:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T10:13:31.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy B-day</title><content type='html'>He's known by many descriptors ~ Son, Brother, Friend, Co-worker, Colleague, Manager.  But around here he goes by Daddy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TN1H2o3Ic3I/AAAAAAAABvM/t1xj_ldPAlQ/s1600/Picture%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TN1H2o3Ic3I/AAAAAAAABvM/t1xj_ldPAlQ/s320/Picture%2B006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538662120742744946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or Husband:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TN1H27uitII/AAAAAAAABvU/eQ3K3WQOFPI/s1600/Picture%2B007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TN1H27uitII/AAAAAAAABvU/eQ3K3WQOFPI/s320/Picture%2B007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538662125806990466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Mark!  We love you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Reen, Andrew &amp;amp; Jay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-2536218739502970521?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/2536218739502970521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=2536218739502970521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/2536218739502970521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/2536218739502970521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/11/daddy-b-day.html' title='Daddy B-day'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/TN1H2o3Ic3I/AAAAAAAABvM/t1xj_ldPAlQ/s72-c/Picture%2B006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-1555535416784092230</id><published>2010-10-31T13:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T20:57:25.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Having a Super Halloween!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little superheroes had a fantastic Halloween.  Andrew was very sweet to give Jay lessons in how to "trick or treat".  We did a "practice run" on Gifford Court hitting 4 houses before joining our friends.  We were with a group of 8 other kids and their parents (all 2 year olds and 4 year olds!)  Both boys did a great job going up to doors by themselves.  A good time was had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TM4cb4AJBzI/AAAAAAAABu8/xvhOTTAY-_0/s1600/Picture+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TM4cb4AJBzI/AAAAAAAABu8/xvhOTTAY-_0/s320/Picture+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534392257299941170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew and I participated in our neighborhood Halloween parade during the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TM4caI1Mm5I/AAAAAAAABuk/v_bFZrJzjpM/s1600/IMG_0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TM4caI1Mm5I/AAAAAAAABuk/v_bFZrJzjpM/s320/IMG_0140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534392227457702802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to fly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TM4eB1sdtJI/AAAAAAAABvE/U6LJlRZfNZY/s1600/Picture+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TM4eB1sdtJI/AAAAAAAABvE/U6LJlRZfNZY/s320/Picture+089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534394009027196050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying door to door for treats...&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-1555535416784092230?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/1555535416784092230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=1555535416784092230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/1555535416784092230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/1555535416784092230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/10/having-super-halloween.html' title='Having a Super Halloween!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/TM4cb4AJBzI/AAAAAAAABu8/xvhOTTAY-_0/s72-c/Picture+072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-6804979798405341822</id><published>2010-10-05T13:45:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T20:39:41.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th Birthday, Andrew!</title><content type='html'>Happy 4th Birthday, Andrew! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my wonderful little explorer.  I think one of the words you've uttered the most over this past year was the word "why".  You are not willing to accept things on face value alone.  Always asking why we are doing what we are doing, why things are the way they are, why do things work a certain way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been fun to watch how much your knowledge of your world is expanding too.  You have such a strong memory.  You retain the answers you get to "why" and apply those answers to problems you are trying to figure out.  I love the conversations we can have now that you can appreciate more in depth answers.  Sure there are times when I get tired of "why, why, but why".  But, I truly enjoy bearing witness to your little brain at work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You continue to be the most adorable big brother ever.  I don't think you realize how much Jay watches you and looks up to you.  I think you realize he looks up to you and tries to mimic you because Daddy and I will point it out to you.  But, if you only realized he watches you nearly all the time and tries to completely mimic your behavior.  He wants to be able to keep up with you because you are his number one friend and playmate.  I love those times when I do see you basking in his attention.   There is a connection between you two that is just pure love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are such a great helper.  You still love to help Daddy and me bake and cook in the kitchen.  Oh, how you love to "make salads".  Which is basically, chopping any vegetables we have in the fridge.  You will help bring the groceries in from the car, help unload the dishwasher, help rake leaves and clean up the yard.  You are very industrious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also very sweet to watch you teaching Jay how to do things and helping him.  It shows how much you've matured this year.  It's nice that I can rely on you to help him.  But, you do love to point out to Jay that you are older and therefore, stronger and taller.  This naturally allows you to do things that Jay cannot.  It's funny that you relish being older than Jay, as if you have been around the block so much longer than he and are so much wiser in the ways of the world.  You like to remind him that he's just a baby but, if he keeps watching you and following in your footsteps, he's going to be a big boy in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me of one other development from the past year.  You often correct me (or anyone) when I call you my sweet baby boy or even my little boy.  You proudly and confidently say "I am a big boy not a baby.".  Well, I suppose that is true.  In so many ways, you are no longer a baby.  You are getting too big and long for me to hold easily in my arms, you make clever jokes and understand nuanced riddles, and in general are growing up so fast.  But, you must understand (and maybe someday you will), you will always be my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Andrew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-6804979798405341822?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/6804979798405341822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=6804979798405341822&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6804979798405341822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6804979798405341822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-4th-birthday-andrew.html' title='Happy 4th Birthday, Andrew!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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-6367863742773892720.post-4410263223604133205</id><published>2010-10-05T13:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T19:32:43.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of Summer</title><content type='html'>I've heard a number of people say they mind it when Summer ends. Now, I'm someone who loves Autumn so, I naturally welcome the end of Summer and the beginning of cooler temperatures, apples, pumpkins, fall festivals, etc. But, what I do suggest to those who really mind Summer ending...spend 2 weeks on Martha's Vineyard in September after Labor Day. It's a great way to bring your Summer to a close. It worked for us anyway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TKvDC1j9_jI/AAAAAAAABuc/l5Ryown6_Cw/s1600/Picture+233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TKvDC1j9_jI/AAAAAAAABuc/l5Ryown6_Cw/s320/Picture+233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524723821405142578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TKvDCu_3WvI/AAAAAAAABuU/nOD1WbfbuBI/s1600/Picture+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TKvDCu_3WvI/AAAAAAAABuU/nOD1WbfbuBI/s320/Picture+163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524723819643099890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TKvDCoxvQFI/AAAAAAAABuM/b32dcBCOa3A/s1600/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TKvDCoxvQFI/AAAAAAAABuM/b32dcBCOa3A/s320/Picture+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524723817973235794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TKvDCd04qWI/AAAAAAAABuE/mg2OX9ugIqw/s1600/Picture+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TKvDCd04qWI/AAAAAAAABuE/mg2OX9ugIqw/s320/Picture+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524723815033645410" 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/6367863742773892720-4410263223604133205?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4410263223604133205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4410263223604133205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4410263223604133205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4410263223604133205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/10/end-of-summer.html' title='The End of Summer'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/TKvDC1j9_jI/AAAAAAAABuc/l5Ryown6_Cw/s72-c/Picture+233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-2262437241981399925</id><published>2010-09-11T16:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T07:34:26.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Birthday, Jay!</title><content type='html'>Happy Second Birthday to our Sweet Jaybird!  You are such a sweet little boy and we continue to ooh and aah over you even though you are a fiercely independent spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have always been an independent spirit, not snuggling much or hugging for too long.  But, this past year, you've become very interested in books.  You will now allow us to hold you and read several books each night at bedtime.    Daddy and I have embraced this new change literally.  We love to snuggle you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you may have become more cuddly, your independent spirit is still a very dominant trait. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This past year you developed a very strong "I can do it myself" attitude.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are very insistent that you do not need help (coming down the stairs, climbing up on the couch, opening a door) even if you do in fact need help. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is so cute to hear you say, "I do it."&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a lot of you wanting to do things on your own stems from watching your big brother Andrew doing things on his own. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This past year we have watched you try to emulate your big brother Andrew not just watching him. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You like to follow Andrew's lead and will often repeat what he says.  Especially, if what he says gets a laugh out of Mommy or Daddy.  For example, you tell the knock-knock joke Andrew made up with such passion.  The punchline is "uh, oh, the door is locked." and I'm not sure you even get the joke but, you tell it so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how you have become such a part of our inside family games and jokes too.  Pretending to be asleep, or saying "wake up Daddy (or Mommy or Brother)" when one of us pretends to be asleep, stalking around the house playing monsters, playing hide and go seek.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How you love to play hide and go seek with Mommy and Andrew.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There was a point when you could play in these games and not just watch and we could all see how proud you were to be a part of the action.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You’ve made great strides in communication and general awareness of your surroundings. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I loved when you would say “Come with me” or “I show you” when you wanted to ask for something. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Daddy and I always marvel at the stages when communication can kick in and we can interact with our children. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You spoke your first words this past year and now you are talking in complete sentences.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sure your pronouns and tenses are adorably mixed up but, you are talking in full sentences! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You are so curious about what other people are doing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You will often ask “what’s he doing?” when we are out and about.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wanting to know what’s going on around you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m not sure there is anyone you are more interested in than Andrew.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sure you get very excited when you see Daddy at the end of the work day or Mommy when we’ve been apart but, often your first words in the morning these days are “where’s brother” or “go find brother”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Which by the way, is the adorable way you refer to Andrew, always calling him Brother.)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As part of your transitions from passive observer to active participant, we have watched you imitate Andrew in so many physical ways.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you see Andrew do something at the playground, you do it too, and sometimes you can do more than him. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You are absolutely fearless at the playground.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I often think you do not realize that you are not the same age as Andrew. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You seem to think “if he can do it, I can do it.” &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And in most cases, that has been true.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We marvel at your physical capabilities. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kicking a soccer ball, climbing (always climbing!), playing in the shallow end of the pool. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It’s hard to believe that you only just took your first steps less 11 months ago. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You walk and hop and are really working hard on being able to run fast. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You will practice at home by standing with your back to the front door and running into the kitchen to the sliding door.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You also have caught on to Andrew’s creativity.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If Andrew pretends to be a monster and roars, you do the same.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If Andrew says Mommy watch this, you say and do the same.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are great at playing make-believe.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How could you not when you have such a strong teacher in Andrew.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love when you pretend to pick something up that is “heavy”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Grunting, huffing and puffing while saying “Heavy!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I think this year can be characterized by monkey see, monkey do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And yet, you are clearly not a clone of Andrew.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are your own unique person and personality in so many ways, Jay.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I love spending my days with you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are becoming such a special little boy, clearly no longer my baby.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love you Jay, more than words could ever say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-2262437241981399925?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/2262437241981399925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=2262437241981399925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/2262437241981399925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/2262437241981399925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-2nd-birthday-jay.html' title='Happy 2nd Birthday, Jay!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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-6367863742773892720.post-5786939976567749134</id><published>2010-09-01T07:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T07:52:06.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winding Down</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, we took our final trip to the pool to close out the summer season. It was one of the best days we had all summer. Daddy met us for dinner and a swim and we stayed until closing at 8pm! We just couldn't seem to leave. We will be sad to see the pool close for the season. We've had such fun spending our late afternoons and weekends there with our good friends. Jay and Andrew have both gotten more brave in the water too. Andrew is now jumping in and climbing out unassisted. He can also be pretty much on his own in the shallow end up to 3ft. And Jay in wanting to always be like Andrew started hanging out in the "big pool" too. By the end of the summer, they did not want to spend anytime at the baby pool. They preferred to be in the shallow end of the regular pool.  Jay could walk on his own in the 2ft end. He also liked to jump in from the wall. Holding Mommy's thumbs he would say, "One, two, FEE!" and jump off the wall. Very cute. He can climb up and down the stairs and even mastered the ladder in the deeper end. He tries so very hard to keep up with Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photos from our last hurrah at the pool:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5Lktuil_I/AAAAAAAABts/pmh26XHg2qE/s1600/Picture+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5Lktuil_I/AAAAAAAABts/pmh26XHg2qE/s320/Picture+180.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511926088070240242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5LkQmMnQI/AAAAAAAABtk/2mQUcc1C-Qc/s1600/Picture+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5LkQmMnQI/AAAAAAAABtk/2mQUcc1C-Qc/s320/Picture+181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511926080250617090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5Ljw3InhI/AAAAAAAABtc/bvJQqpiEJJE/s1600/Picture+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5Ljw3InhI/AAAAAAAABtc/bvJQqpiEJJE/s320/Picture+182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511926071731723794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5LjqyfUoI/AAAAAAAABtU/mYgx8hPMwEc/s1600/Picture+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5LjqyfUoI/AAAAAAAABtU/mYgx8hPMwEc/s320/Picture+197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511926070101627522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5Liyk98EI/AAAAAAAABtM/q2foG2rplSo/s1600/Picture+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5Liyk98EI/AAAAAAAABtM/q2foG2rplSo/s320/Picture+198.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511926055012528194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5LMQKudEI/AAAAAAAABtE/VlEnFvPK5e4/s1600/Picture+199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5LMQKudEI/AAAAAAAABtE/VlEnFvPK5e4/s320/Picture+199.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511925667818533954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5LL8vvEnI/AAAAAAAABs8/tlh-y2rxy8c/s1600/Picture+200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5LL8vvEnI/AAAAAAAABs8/tlh-y2rxy8c/s320/Picture+200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511925662605054578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5LLG1PX9I/AAAAAAAABs0/mSj5rhGTbJc/s1600/Picture+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5LLG1PX9I/AAAAAAAABs0/mSj5rhGTbJc/s320/Picture+201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511925648132628434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5LK2EqyII/AAAAAAAABss/bF6I_GSpfpY/s1600/Picture+203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5LK2EqyII/AAAAAAAABss/bF6I_GSpfpY/s320/Picture+203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511925643633936514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5LKWI0UYI/AAAAAAAABsk/E_Ku5or4iP0/s1600/Picture+204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5LKWI0UYI/AAAAAAAABsk/E_Ku5or4iP0/s320/Picture+204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511925635061404034" 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/6367863742773892720-5786939976567749134?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/5786939976567749134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=5786939976567749134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/5786939976567749134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/5786939976567749134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/09/winding-down.html' title='Winding Down'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5Lktuil_I/AAAAAAAABts/pmh26XHg2qE/s72-c/Picture+180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-4677568752065496685</id><published>2010-09-01T07:28:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T07:37:30.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few of Our Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>Well Summer seems to be drawing to a close.  I think this will be my favorite thing from this summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew learning to jump into the pool all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5HvWU8qbI/AAAAAAAABrs/qCNXXmWI8mk/s1600/Picture+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5HvWU8qbI/AAAAAAAABrs/qCNXXmWI8mk/s320/Picture+186.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511921872720931250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5HwDdr2cI/AAAAAAAABr0/fUMLqp3txW8/s1600/Picture+189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5HwDdr2cI/AAAAAAAABr0/fUMLqp3txW8/s320/Picture+189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511921884837173698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5Hw2pxPtI/AAAAAAAABr8/i8lD9IQoyF4/s1600/Picture+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5Hw2pxPtI/AAAAAAAABr8/i8lD9IQoyF4/s320/Picture+191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511921898578067154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5HxrcjTvI/AAAAAAAABsE/l8679exct_A/s1600/Picture+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5HxrcjTvI/AAAAAAAABsE/l8679exct_A/s320/Picture+194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511921912749706994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I had to guess what Andrew &amp;amp; Jay's favorite things might be, I'd guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating snacks at the pool for Jay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5IeclQI0I/AAAAAAAABsU/EvSw1JoS2-w/s1600/Picture+185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5IeclQI0I/AAAAAAAABsU/EvSw1JoS2-w/s320/Picture+185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511922681853780802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for Andrew, I'd say it would be being allowed to eat a freezepop for breakfast!  (Since we made them with V8 juice I figured it was ok.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5IfDZmOuI/AAAAAAAABsc/WLk99aOgTZE/s1600/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5IfDZmOuI/AAAAAAAABsc/WLk99aOgTZE/s320/Picture+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511922692273879778" 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/6367863742773892720-4677568752065496685?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4677568752065496685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4677568752065496685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4677568752065496685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4677568752065496685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/09/few-of-our-favorite-things.html' title='A Few of Our Favorite Things'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5HvWU8qbI/AAAAAAAABrs/qCNXXmWI8mk/s72-c/Picture+186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-3591766281767219252</id><published>2010-09-01T07:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T11:30:43.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peaches</title><content type='html'>This summer I've made a couple new peach recipes. I just love peaches in the summertime. But, does anyone else have the song "Peaches" by "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peaches_%28Presidents_of_the_United_States_of_America_song%29"&gt;The Presidents of the United States of America&lt;/a&gt;" running in your heads whenever you are working with peaches in the kitchen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I made:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peach cobbler (can't believe I never made peach cobbler before)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5FtwFaafI/AAAAAAAABrc/EwjRDPENfnE/s1600/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5FtwFaafI/AAAAAAAABrc/EwjRDPENfnE/s320/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511919646252100082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peach salsa (yum!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5FtLk-BHI/AAAAAAAABrU/uK7DWsGQw84/s1600/Picture+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5FtLk-BHI/AAAAAAAABrU/uK7DWsGQw84/s320/Picture+146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511919636452344946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peach pie (I have made this before...still yum!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5Fu8S2i3I/AAAAAAAABrk/GIPmCR3skxE/s1600/Picture+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5Fu8S2i3I/AAAAAAAABrk/GIPmCR3skxE/s320/Picture+148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511919666709564274" 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/6367863742773892720-3591766281767219252?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/3591766281767219252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=3591766281767219252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/3591766281767219252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/3591766281767219252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/09/peaches.html' title='Peaches'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/TH5FtwFaafI/AAAAAAAABrc/EwjRDPENfnE/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-793639892081589548</id><published>2010-08-05T07:25:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T12:22:56.081-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer!</title><content type='html'>We have been enjoying a very busy and very hot summer here in Virginia. We've kept our social calendar full of children's performances at the library and at &lt;a href="http://www.wolftrap.org/Education/Childrens_Theatre-in-the-Woods.aspx"&gt;Wolf Trap's Theatre-in-the-Woods&lt;/a&gt;, afternoons at the pool, picking up our &lt;a href="http://www.localharvest.org/biggriggs-farm-M22746"&gt;CSA&lt;/a&gt; on Saturday mornings at the Alexandria Farmer's Market, vacations to Ocean City and Richmond, and 2 baseball games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew &amp;amp; Mommy picking daisies in our front garden:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrtR1k5IXI/AAAAAAAABqs/-HUbbE8G4i8/s1600/Picture+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrtR1k5IXI/AAAAAAAABqs/-HUbbE8G4i8/s320/Picture+105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501970785481859442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh strawberries from our CSA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrtSeGksEI/AAAAAAAABq0/-EgqHBZHjqk/s1600/Picture+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrtSeGksEI/AAAAAAAABq0/-EgqHBZHjqk/s320/Picture+101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501970796360544322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of a few batches of pickles Andrew and Mommy made with cukes from our CSA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrshrfcDrI/AAAAAAAABp8/TM4FKY8DExE/s1600/Picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrshrfcDrI/AAAAAAAABp8/TM4FKY8DExE/s320/Picture+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501969958140907186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading Phillies game with MomMom and PopPop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrtBg3TMDI/AAAAAAAABqk/gnecyGEJwXA/s1600/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrtBg3TMDI/AAAAAAAABqk/gnecyGEJwXA/s320/Picture+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501970505044013106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrtBIdIroI/AAAAAAAABqc/JkY68roplX4/s1600/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrtBIdIroI/AAAAAAAABqc/JkY68roplX4/s320/Picture+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501970498491821698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrtAw6mcqI/AAAAAAAABqU/c6IaEUYXA_o/s1600/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrtAw6mcqI/AAAAAAAABqU/c6IaEUYXA_o/s320/Picture+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501970492172956322" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrtATztnYI/AAAAAAAABqM/ulD1ilM5Quk/s1600/Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrtATztnYI/AAAAAAAABqM/ulD1ilM5Quk/s320/Picture+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501970484359437698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrtADapZUI/AAAAAAAABqE/Tina67pfEQ0/s1600/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrtADapZUI/AAAAAAAABqE/Tina67pfEQ0/s320/Picture+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501970479959336258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ocean City vacation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrsgHgqTaI/AAAAAAAABpc/yahOVIwH08U/s1600/Picture+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrsgHgqTaI/AAAAAAAABpc/yahOVIwH08U/s320/Picture+119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501969931302489506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrsgRI6dsI/AAAAAAAABpk/OJxlbf7UNWQ/s1600/Picture+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrsgRI6dsI/AAAAAAAABpk/OJxlbf7UNWQ/s320/Picture+198.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501969933887239874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theater in the Woods:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrshYjST2I/AAAAAAAABp0/gsk71ba3u2Y/s1600/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrshYjST2I/AAAAAAAABp0/gsk71ba3u2Y/s320/Picture+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501969953056771938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"picnic" aka "snack time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrsg62-0QI/AAAAAAAABps/NayjTsfsJzA/s1600/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrsg62-0QI/AAAAAAAABps/NayjTsfsJzA/s320/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501969945086316802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potomac Nationals game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFryEZcfdOI/AAAAAAAABrE/k4kJX44JtYQ/s1600/PNats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFryEZcfdOI/AAAAAAAABrE/k4kJX44JtYQ/s320/PNats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501976052150269154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFryELTDqHI/AAAAAAAABq8/jsEInslRqNs/s1600/PNats2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFryELTDqHI/AAAAAAAABq8/jsEInslRqNs/s320/PNats2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501976048352602226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our neighborhood pool:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFryE1fQhiI/AAAAAAAABrM/VNGV3F_vONw/s1600/pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/TFryE1fQhiI/AAAAAAAABrM/VNGV3F_vONw/s320/pool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501976059678066210" 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/6367863742773892720-793639892081589548?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/793639892081589548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=793639892081589548&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/793639892081589548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/793639892081589548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer.html' title='Summer!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/TFrtR1k5IXI/AAAAAAAABqs/-HUbbE8G4i8/s72-c/Picture+105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-660665861414068759</id><published>2010-05-13T15:18:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T15:34:51.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Trucks!</title><content type='html'>Last week we spent some time in Herndon, VA.  Their Public Works Department puts on Big Truck Days each year.  They park a garbage truck, a paving truck, a snow plow, a steam roller and other construction/ public works type vehicles in  a barricaded parking lot and allow kids to climb up into the driver's seats and play pretend.  The kids can move the steering wheels and play with all of the buttons and levers contained inside.  It was awesome!  Andrew &amp;amp; Jay did not want to leave.  We'll be heading back there next year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S-xgY-MpJJI/AAAAAAAABpU/WOiN9i3bBqE/s1600/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S-xgY-MpJJI/AAAAAAAABpU/WOiN9i3bBqE/s320/Picture+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470853629477463186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay next to a tire for reference of the size of these trucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S-xgKgeeNzI/AAAAAAAABpM/Z0pIHsuywCw/s1600/Picture+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S-xgKgeeNzI/AAAAAAAABpM/Z0pIHsuywCw/s320/Picture+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470853380981012274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay on a steam roller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S-xgJ9lhx_I/AAAAAAAABpE/1gBYSlZ8omE/s1600/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S-xgJ9lhx_I/AAAAAAAABpE/1gBYSlZ8omE/s320/Picture+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470853371615365106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew driving the garbage truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S-xgJhRyagI/AAAAAAAABo8/b75PEPHm_xQ/s1600/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S-xgJhRyagI/AAAAAAAABo8/b75PEPHm_xQ/s320/Picture+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470853364016376322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew's friend Rory in the passenger seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S-xgIQsen5I/AAAAAAAABos/MoUIR9LAbO8/s1600/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S-xgIQsen5I/AAAAAAAABos/MoUIR9LAbO8/s320/Picture+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470853342385053586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see Andrew making engine noises with is mouth.  Jay in the foreground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S-xfvZPXtLI/AAAAAAAABok/_EXbg_2WazQ/s1600/Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S-xfvZPXtLI/AAAAAAAABok/_EXbg_2WazQ/s320/Picture+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470852915182154930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew and Jay on a ... I don't know what it was...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-660665861414068759?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/660665861414068759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=660665861414068759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/660665861414068759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/660665861414068759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/05/big-trucks.html' title='Big Trucks!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/S-xgY-MpJJI/AAAAAAAABpU/WOiN9i3bBqE/s72-c/Picture+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-4112824089248419613</id><published>2010-05-09T17:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T06:44:05.297-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy!</title><content type='html'>I had a funny thought this morning.  And this was it:  Most days by the time 8pm rolls around I am tired of hearing the word "Mommy".   Since, usually I have been hearing it uttered all day coupled with different demands, requests or complaints from about 6 in the morning.  And yet, on this beautiful Sunday morning I laid in bed and thought..."I love being called Mommy.  What a blessing to be a mother and to have created two independent people for whom I will always be related to as Mom. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my two kiddos (who apparently could care less about getting a photo with dear old Mommy.)  Photo taken on our walk this morning along the George Washington Memorial Parkway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S-c_M8BZMMI/AAAAAAAABoU/OJtlO4MD7ag/s1600/Picture+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S-c_M8BZMMI/AAAAAAAABoU/OJtlO4MD7ag/s320/Picture+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469409763967709378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-4112824089248419613?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4112824089248419613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4112824089248419613&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4112824089248419613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4112824089248419613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/05/mommy.html' title='Mommy!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/S-c_M8BZMMI/AAAAAAAABoU/OJtlO4MD7ag/s72-c/Picture+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-7210567940587798806</id><published>2010-05-03T10:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T10:40:20.337-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruits and Vegetables!</title><content type='html'>This spring I signed us up for a half share in a CSA (Community Supported Agriculture).  The program will run May through October.  I signed up for a share with &lt;a href="http://biggriggsfarm.com/index.html"&gt;Bigg Riggs Farm&lt;/a&gt; of West Virginia.  I'm able to pick up our box of vegetables, etc. each Saturday morning at the Alexandria Farmers Market in Old Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping this will kick-start us in to some healthier eating habits as well as get us into the habit of eating local seasonal harvest instead of what we can get at the supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Saturday was the first pick-up.  We were thrilled with our first box which contained: scallions, ramps, a strawberry plant, a curly leaf parsley plant and a jar of their peach jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S97uEt5t89I/AAAAAAAABoE/6J-aDDZS-R4/s1600/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S97uEt5t89I/AAAAAAAABoE/6J-aDDZS-R4/s320/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467068762482930642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was really neat that he included two plants.  Andrew has been enjoying watering them each day and checking for strawberries each day.  We should have some berries in about 2 weeks.  Very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S97uFdfgTEI/AAAAAAAABoM/NhY8bTDkGGE/s1600/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S97uFdfgTEI/AAAAAAAABoM/NhY8bTDkGGE/s320/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467068775257885762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far we've sampled the jam, mmm....peachy.  Mark made a yummy breakfast for the two of us using the ramps.  He simply quick sauteed them in some olive oil, then served them with eggs over easy, toast and tomato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also picked up some tomatoes, radishes, and really huge scallions at the farmers market.  Mark made an onion dip using the greens of the huge scallions, and we had the bulbs of those scallions roasted on the grill, along with some roasted portabella mushrooms.  Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be fun to have such fresh veggies all summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-7210567940587798806?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/7210567940587798806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=7210567940587798806&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/7210567940587798806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/7210567940587798806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/05/fruits-and-vegetables.html' title='Fruits and Vegetables!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/S97uEt5t89I/AAAAAAAABoE/6J-aDDZS-R4/s72-c/Picture+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-4485862497347802089</id><published>2010-03-18T08:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T08:28:06.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boys</title><content type='html'>Somewhere along the line here my babies have turned into boys!  B-O-Y-S!   I mean  dig in the dirt, play with hose water, make mud pies, turn all sticks  into guns, make believe spaceship adventures, bad guys vs. good guys  kind of boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S6Iphr7kKbI/AAAAAAAABnU/m7UNcaLNNeo/s1600-h/Picture+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S6Iphr7kKbI/AAAAAAAABnU/m7UNcaLNNeo/s320/Picture+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449964157776701874" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/S6IpihkM_UI/AAAAAAAABns/5-q7KXszdss/s1600-h/Picture+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S6IpihkM_UI/AAAAAAAABns/5-q7KXszdss/s320/Picture+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449964172174228802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S6IpiZaCd5I/AAAAAAAABnk/7_1T_ixYGjk/s1600-h/Picture+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S6IpiZaCd5I/AAAAAAAABnk/7_1T_ixYGjk/s320/Picture+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449964169984112530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S6IpiJj8k3I/AAAAAAAABnc/UEAL3cXZLio/s1600-h/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S6IpiJj8k3I/AAAAAAAABnc/UEAL3cXZLio/s320/Picture+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449964165730702194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S6IpjFUAmZI/AAAAAAAABn0/S2VQ8bL9qkQ/s1600-h/Picture+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S6IpjFUAmZI/AAAAAAAABn0/S2VQ8bL9qkQ/s320/Picture+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449964181769984402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, this will be my new ally this spring:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S6IqQI2R6-I/AAAAAAAABn8/Ynj162rvSxA/s1600-h/Picture+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S6IqQI2R6-I/AAAAAAAABn8/Ynj162rvSxA/s320/Picture+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449964955813145570" 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/6367863742773892720-4485862497347802089?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4485862497347802089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4485862497347802089&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4485862497347802089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4485862497347802089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-boys.html' title='My Boys'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/S6Iphr7kKbI/AAAAAAAABnU/m7UNcaLNNeo/s72-c/Picture+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-3775453270558868128</id><published>2010-02-18T08:58:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T13:46:48.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>L-O-V-E</title><content type='html'>Our home was filled with L-O-V-E for Valentine's Day once again. Thanks in no small part to a visit from the Michaud Clan of Massachusetts.  We played in the bountiful snow banks, read books, made valentine's cupcakes, ate Mark's wonderful gumbo for valentine's dinner, watched the olympics and in general had a lovely time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S31JSSqWxLI/AAAAAAAABmM/LrF8_u2ZwzI/s1600-h/Picture+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S31JSSqWxLI/AAAAAAAABmM/LrF8_u2ZwzI/s320/Picture+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439584503529391282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S31JTRgs99I/AAAAAAAABmc/P-JGwdN5DCo/s1600-h/Picture+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S31JTRgs99I/AAAAAAAABmc/P-JGwdN5DCo/s320/Picture+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439584520400336850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S31JSjcIUyI/AAAAAAAABmU/bNZoN7ZcY1Q/s1600-h/Picture+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S31JSjcIUyI/AAAAAAAABmU/bNZoN7ZcY1Q/s320/Picture+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439584508033127202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S32BhGMI3DI/AAAAAAAABnE/bq7zwVImQPQ/s1600-h/Picture+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S32BhGMI3DI/AAAAAAAABnE/bq7zwVImQPQ/s320/Picture+089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439646330530618418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S32K-zNhKRI/AAAAAAAABnM/dV3vi_V67oc/s1600-h/Picture+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S32K-zNhKRI/AAAAAAAABnM/dV3vi_V67oc/s320/Picture+091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439656736436857106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S31JUoNAVVI/AAAAAAAABms/OlNdr8Bw650/s1600-h/Picture+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S31JUoNAVVI/AAAAAAAABms/OlNdr8Bw650/s320/Picture+094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439584543671604562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S31JfAZZLsI/AAAAAAAABm0/_L-2U78_l0A/s1600-h/Picture+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S31JfAZZLsI/AAAAAAAABm0/_L-2U78_l0A/s320/Picture+097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439584721964707522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S31Jfh2_x7I/AAAAAAAABm8/wFl-CqFNz_M/s1600-h/Picture+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S31Jfh2_x7I/AAAAAAAABm8/wFl-CqFNz_M/s320/Picture+098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439584730947241906" 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/6367863742773892720-3775453270558868128?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/3775453270558868128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=3775453270558868128&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/3775453270558868128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/3775453270558868128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/02/l-o-v-e.html' title='L-O-V-E'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/S31JSSqWxLI/AAAAAAAABmM/LrF8_u2ZwzI/s72-c/Picture+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-4416560407559605648</id><published>2010-02-10T10:34:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T11:09:39.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More snow!</title><content type='html'>Some clean-up efforts on Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S3LSUXVL2aI/AAAAAAAABlU/pi0iSTzjpGc/s1600-h/Picture+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S3LSUXVL2aI/AAAAAAAABlU/pi0iSTzjpGc/s320/Picture+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436638947491699106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S3LSUgO-8GI/AAAAAAAABlc/_CStabWkZCs/s1600-h/Picture+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S3LSUgO-8GI/AAAAAAAABlc/_CStabWkZCs/s320/Picture+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436638949881606242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More snow this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S3LSVHHevcI/AAAAAAAABlk/i5Q85mCHoxY/s1600-h/Picture+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S3LSVHHevcI/AAAAAAAABlk/i5Q85mCHoxY/s320/Picture+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436638960319118786" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/S3LSps1USjI/AAAAAAAABl8/Xk9uke2Q1dw/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S3LSps1USjI/AAAAAAAABl8/Xk9uke2Q1dw/s320/Picture+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436639314040867378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S3LTnWo0qrI/AAAAAAAABmE/38t-PnYqK74/s1600-h/Picture+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S3LTnWo0qrI/AAAAAAAABmE/38t-PnYqK74/s320/Picture+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436640373234772658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew just loves to play in the snow!  He has been climbing to the top of the mounds of cleared snow along our driveway and pretending that one of them is his castle.  This morning he was atop another mound pretending to be Humpty Dumpty and having a grand time saying "oh, oh, oooohhhh...." as he would fall down the side.  He told me I could be one of the king's men.  Hilarious.  As if you couldn't tell...his other favorite thing about snow is eating it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-4416560407559605648?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4416560407559605648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4416560407559605648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4416560407559605648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4416560407559605648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/02/more-snow.html' title='More snow!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/S3LSUXVL2aI/AAAAAAAABlU/pi0iSTzjpGc/s72-c/Picture+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-4044579010529477016</id><published>2010-02-06T19:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T19:25:17.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow!</title><content type='html'>What a wonderful blizzard!  We measured 19", although it sure seems like A LOT more than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S24HJu9TcBI/AAAAAAAABlE/4T4UPMu-p2g/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S24HJu9TcBI/AAAAAAAABlE/4T4UPMu-p2g/s320/Picture+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435289664088141842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S24HA0DqOwI/AAAAAAAABks/JMAiqo58IF0/s1600-h/Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S24HA0DqOwI/AAAAAAAABks/JMAiqo58IF0/s320/Picture+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435289510838156034" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/S24Hk8JXRNI/AAAAAAAABlM/6ep1-f07sjw/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S24Hk8JXRNI/AAAAAAAABlM/6ep1-f07sjw/s320/Picture+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435290131484853458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S24HB0gpwoI/AAAAAAAABk8/VQvuEe8790Y/s1600-h/Picture+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S24HB0gpwoI/AAAAAAAABk8/VQvuEe8790Y/s320/Picture+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435289528139629186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S24HBTP2QfI/AAAAAAAABk0/z1PirdTaLRk/s1600-h/Picture+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S24HBTP2QfI/AAAAAAAABk0/z1PirdTaLRk/s320/Picture+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435289519210775026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S24HAgp1WSI/AAAAAAAABkk/fNkY0n5cXUU/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S24HAgp1WSI/AAAAAAAABkk/fNkY0n5cXUU/s320/Picture+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435289505629559074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm noticing a pattern here.  When Mark and I move to a new area the first winter is filled with huge snowstorms.  Moved to Cape Cod (which usually does not see as much snow as say, Boston) and we had over 100" that first winter.  Now this is not our first winter here in Virginia (which typically does not see much snowfall) but, it is our second winter here and we've already had two 18"+ snowstorms with some other 2-4" snowstorms in between.  Incredible.  Ridiculous amount of shoveling aside...we're loving it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-4044579010529477016?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4044579010529477016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4044579010529477016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4044579010529477016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4044579010529477016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/02/snow.html' title='Snow!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/S24HJu9TcBI/AAAAAAAABlE/4T4UPMu-p2g/s72-c/Picture+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-1655361122958115441</id><published>2010-01-06T19:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:33:36.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year...New Do</title><content type='html'>Jay's first haircut by Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S0UqyAavA0I/AAAAAAAABj0/DUEWxtb6lPw/s1600-h/Picture+312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S0UqyAavA0I/AAAAAAAABj0/DUEWxtb6lPw/s320/Picture+312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423788364831589186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S0UqyhZUnaI/AAAAAAAABj8/ZJM8xONTEwc/s1600-h/Picture+314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S0UqyhZUnaI/AAAAAAAABj8/ZJM8xONTEwc/s320/Picture+314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423788373684034978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S0UqzgnkN0I/AAAAAAAABkU/fxMv2coyN1s/s1600-h/Picture+319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S0UqzgnkN0I/AAAAAAAABkU/fxMv2coyN1s/s320/Picture+319.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423788390655211330" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/S0Uqyy3819I/AAAAAAAABkE/0yngZ23YO5E/s1600-h/Picture+317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S0Uqyy3819I/AAAAAAAABkE/0yngZ23YO5E/s320/Picture+317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423788378375903186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/S0UqzgnkN0I/AAAAAAAABkU/fxMv2coyN1s/s1600-h/Picture+319.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/6367863742773892720-1655361122958115441?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/1655361122958115441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=1655361122958115441&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/1655361122958115441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/1655361122958115441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-yearnew-do.html' title='New Year...New Do'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/S0UqyAavA0I/AAAAAAAABj0/DUEWxtb6lPw/s72-c/Picture+312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-4445237328548132500</id><published>2009-12-19T19:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T19:19:12.062-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, Virginia, there is a..er....snowstorm?</title><content type='html'>It's snowing...a lot...in Virginia! Huh??? Either way, we're loving it. Andrew was so excited to wake up to snow covering our yard. He looked out the window to check if it was morning time (This is something Mark and I have taught Andrew to do. If it's light out it is acceptable to be awake...if not, go back to bed until it is light out or what we call morning time.) He turned away from the window and said, "Yep, it's morning time." Then, he froze and quickly went back to the window, poked his head under the shade and said, "There's SNOW! ... It SNOWED! ... Yay, SNOW!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark and I felt excited going to bed last night knowing Andrew would wake up to a winter wonderland and knowing how thrilled he would be. His reaction did not disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark was able to measure 16" accumulated as of 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photos of our beautiful wintry day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sy1r89ytjYI/AAAAAAAABjM/ftT6wMhkmTg/s1600-h/Picture+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sy1r89ytjYI/AAAAAAAABjM/ftT6wMhkmTg/s320/Picture+126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417104621920161154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sy1r8hSCKFI/AAAAAAAABjE/OufcQnL7Km8/s1600-h/Picture+147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sy1r8hSCKFI/AAAAAAAABjE/OufcQnL7Km8/s320/Picture+147.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417104614266906706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sy1r8PclaXI/AAAAAAAABi8/fIcYAVUjgvg/s1600-h/Picture+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sy1r8PclaXI/AAAAAAAABi8/fIcYAVUjgvg/s320/Picture+148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417104609479321970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sy1r75ybxXI/AAAAAAAABi0/2Osr9YDiGmM/s1600-h/Picture+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sy1r75ybxXI/AAAAAAAABi0/2Osr9YDiGmM/s320/Picture+149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417104603665384818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sy1r7cAQDkI/AAAAAAAABis/3Am-qPhnwuk/s1600-h/Picture+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sy1r7cAQDkI/AAAAAAAABis/3Am-qPhnwuk/s320/Picture+155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417104595670273602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sy1sW5DzHWI/AAAAAAAABjs/aQgy2o45oVI/s1600-h/Picture+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sy1sW5DzHWI/AAAAAAAABjs/aQgy2o45oVI/s320/Picture+154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417105067326250338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sy1sWvdvrWI/AAAAAAAABjk/0BQzksMwiJw/s1600-h/Picture+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sy1sWvdvrWI/AAAAAAAABjk/0BQzksMwiJw/s320/Picture+161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417105064750722402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sy1sWLBNBAI/AAAAAAAABjc/VZ8HLjZgdnk/s1600-h/Picture+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sy1sWLBNBAI/AAAAAAAABjc/VZ8HLjZgdnk/s320/Picture+174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417105054967333890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sy1sVses2tI/AAAAAAAABjU/5JFfY-wkDak/s1600-h/Picture+188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sy1sVses2tI/AAAAAAAABjU/5JFfY-wkDak/s320/Picture+188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417105046769556178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roscoe watching Andrew playing outside for the second time.  Check out his nice new sweater.  A Christmas gift from Andrew.  He couldn't wait to give it to Roscoe.  It certainly helped keep Roscoe comfy-cozy all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-4445237328548132500?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4445237328548132500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4445237328548132500&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4445237328548132500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4445237328548132500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-virginia-there-is-aersnowstorm.html' title='Yes, Virginia, there is a..er....snowstorm?'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/Sy1r89ytjYI/AAAAAAAABjM/ftT6wMhkmTg/s72-c/Picture+126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-8616628352124885976</id><published>2009-12-17T14:33:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T15:35:39.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>S/he's Crafty....</title><content type='html'>It's  been a week full of Christmas projects.  What fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew &amp;amp; Jay decorated the tree,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyqOwoooRhI/AAAAAAAABhk/V76cT8-V7gc/s1600-h/Picture+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyqOwoooRhI/AAAAAAAABhk/V76cT8-V7gc/s320/Picture+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416298468059137554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyqOwWla1EI/AAAAAAAABhc/yYd0-aF7VLk/s1600-h/Picture+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyqOwWla1EI/AAAAAAAABhc/yYd0-aF7VLk/s320/Picture+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416298463213835330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew decorated a gingerbread house,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyqUwaQ2KxI/AAAAAAAABiE/rYboo8KRjdI/s1600-h/Picture+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyqUwaQ2KxI/AAAAAAAABiE/rYboo8KRjdI/s320/Picture+086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416305061271055122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyqUxCfwp2I/AAAAAAAABiU/SyxGIKnSRvQ/s1600-h/Picture+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyqUxCfwp2I/AAAAAAAABiU/SyxGIKnSRvQ/s320/Picture+092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416305072071026530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyqUxS9YsuI/AAAAAAAABic/HlnIPxNqVGs/s1600-h/Picture+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyqUxS9YsuI/AAAAAAAABic/HlnIPxNqVGs/s320/Picture+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416305076490253026" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/SyqUxyW7Z4I/AAAAAAAABik/bi6RnrPlwuQ/s1600-h/Picture+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyqUxyW7Z4I/AAAAAAAABik/bi6RnrPlwuQ/s320/Picture+103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416305084918884226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyqOxKXl_QI/AAAAAAAABhs/EMygsEROVHM/s1600-h/Picture+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyqOxKXl_QI/AAAAAAAABhs/EMygsEROVHM/s320/Picture+110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416298477114490114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Andrew painted some wooden cut-outs for ornaments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyqOxjiCBzI/AAAAAAAABh0/-7ouJ4HCuSw/s1600-h/Picture+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyqOxjiCBzI/AAAAAAAABh0/-7ouJ4HCuSw/s320/Picture+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416298483869157170" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/SyqOxwTzkKI/AAAAAAAABh8/DJO2e0qPojk/s1600-h/Picture+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyqOxwTzkKI/AAAAAAAABh8/DJO2e0qPojk/s320/Picture+114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416298487299149986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And if I may toot my own horn...I can report that during all of these projects, I was able to keep my mouth shut and push my OCD to the background for the most part and just let Andrew decorate as he saw fit.  "Why would you mix red and blue paints together on a snowflake????"  is what I asked in my head.  I'm pretty proud of myself for not forcing my "artistic vision" over Andrew's.  Someday I can teach him the true beauty of things being neat and orderly, color appropriate, and aesthetically pleasing.  But right now, I'm going to enjoy the big smile on his face and seeing how proud he is of his art.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-8616628352124885976?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/8616628352124885976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=8616628352124885976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/8616628352124885976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/8616628352124885976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/12/shes-crafty.html' title='S/he&apos;s Crafty....'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SyqOwoooRhI/AAAAAAAABhk/V76cT8-V7gc/s72-c/Picture+075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-8843427154760670706</id><published>2009-12-10T13:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T20:01:34.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja vu</title><content type='html'>Andrew is very excited about Christmastime. He's enjoying decorating the house, talking about Santa and Christmas Eve, watching Christmas specials and going for walks at night to look at Christmas lights. We also like to pretend we are Santa's elves and that we need to wrap the gifts for Santa's bag. So, we take some of his toys or books and wrap them in Christmas paper and stuff them in a big red sack. Well, Jay likes this too especially the crinkly sound of the wrapping paper when you crawl or walk on it. I took these photos of Jay yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyFE0PgR1CI/AAAAAAAABg0/2jzsTkdhKAI/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyFE0PgR1CI/AAAAAAAABg0/2jzsTkdhKAI/s320/Picture+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413683891381851170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyFEzrVnkNI/AAAAAAAABgs/tlzxr_MN-zI/s1600-h/Picture+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyFEzrVnkNI/AAAAAAAABgs/tlzxr_MN-zI/s320/Picture+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413683881673461970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyFEy3BiBGI/AAAAAAAABgc/K5WIHXeHnOc/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyFEy3BiBGI/AAAAAAAABgc/K5WIHXeHnOc/s320/Picture+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413683867630568546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyFEzapJ28I/AAAAAAAABgk/2CK1Z9Clsmw/s1600-h/Picture+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyFEzapJ28I/AAAAAAAABgk/2CK1Z9Clsmw/s320/Picture+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413683877191998402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...which reminded me of these photos that I took 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyFFWWDJCyI/AAAAAAAABhE/__LUavLFCIg/s1600-h/Img_3884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyFFWWDJCyI/AAAAAAAABhE/__LUavLFCIg/s320/Img_3884.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413684477254241058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyFFWGqd9qI/AAAAAAAABg8/qK7Tevh_wvo/s1600-h/Img_3883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyFFWGqd9qI/AAAAAAAABg8/qK7Tevh_wvo/s320/Img_3883.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413684473124222626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyFFW1J_h5I/AAAAAAAABhM/sEPlGLr3T08/s1600-h/IMG_3885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SyFFW1J_h5I/AAAAAAAABhM/sEPlGLr3T08/s320/IMG_3885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413684485604476818" 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/6367863742773892720-8843427154760670706?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/8843427154760670706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=8843427154760670706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/8843427154760670706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/8843427154760670706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/12/twins.html' title='Deja vu'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SyFE0PgR1CI/AAAAAAAABg0/2jzsTkdhKAI/s72-c/Picture+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-1470442077336937855</id><published>2009-11-30T08:58:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T09:04:59.511-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Shoe-Hand Man</title><content type='html'>This is a wonderful new game we have started playing. Jay invented it, Mommy named it, and Andrew loves to play it! It's called "Crazy Shoe-Hand Man". It plays well into Jay's obsession with shoes! Whether it's throwing shoes down the small flight of stairs to our rec room, carrying shoes to the people to whom they belong, saying the word "shoes" or wearing shoes on your hands and walking around the house, which is the basis of this game.  Ironically, Jay does not like to wear shoes on his feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SxPQLY76z5I/AAAAAAAABgM/n3ABnkULbH8/s1600/Picture+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SxPQLY76z5I/AAAAAAAABgM/n3ABnkULbH8/s320/Picture+140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409896471493005202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SxPQL_mcFqI/AAAAAAAABgU/0oL6uv_DghQ/s1600/Picture+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SxPQL_mcFqI/AAAAAAAABgU/0oL6uv_DghQ/s320/Picture+142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409896481871894178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll notice these shots are a bit blurry.  That is because "Crazy Shoe-Hand Man" is a fast-paced game.  It's not because I don't know how to take good photos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-1470442077336937855?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/1470442077336937855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=1470442077336937855&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/1470442077336937855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/1470442077336937855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/11/crazy-shoe-hand-man.html' title='Crazy Shoe-Hand Man'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SxPQLY76z5I/AAAAAAAABgM/n3ABnkULbH8/s72-c/Picture+140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-7567878350637514928</id><published>2009-11-13T08:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T08:38:54.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Daddy!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the birthday of a wonderful man whom we call Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sv1f0AzkVnI/AAAAAAAABfU/SlPHFQ91Vvg/s1600-h/Picture+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sv1f0AzkVnI/AAAAAAAABfU/SlPHFQ91Vvg/s320/Picture+121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403580475088590450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew helped me make a chocolate pudding pie (which was the brithday guy's request.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sv1f0vzijZI/AAAAAAAABfc/DtdvzJiwAiY/s1600-h/Picture+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sv1f0vzijZI/AAAAAAAABfc/DtdvzJiwAiY/s320/Picture+133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403580487704939922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sv1f00o3ZSI/AAAAAAAABfk/oy0RM8VmusQ/s1600-h/Picture+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sv1f00o3ZSI/AAAAAAAABfk/oy0RM8VmusQ/s320/Picture+135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403580489002345762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sv1f1YrPHYI/AAAAAAAABfs/LcXKsyiLI_M/s1600-h/Picture+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sv1f1YrPHYI/AAAAAAAABfs/LcXKsyiLI_M/s320/Picture+136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403580498675965314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sv1f2dwx1EI/AAAAAAAABf0/072G5XbVHMM/s1600-h/Picture+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sv1f2dwx1EI/AAAAAAAABf0/072G5XbVHMM/s320/Picture+138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403580517221258306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had chicken parm for dinner.  I'm not one for the obligatory baby eating spaghetti shot but, when you see a perfect handprint of tomato sauce in your son's hair well, it must be captured and shared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sv1gUUra0FI/AAAAAAAABf8/Gt3raE3P_Ws/s1600-h/Picture+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sv1gUUra0FI/AAAAAAAABf8/Gt3raE3P_Ws/s320/Picture+117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403581030178934866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay *loves* having his picture taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sv1gUpkOoCI/AAAAAAAABgE/qteabSzmHW4/s1600-h/Picture+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sv1gUpkOoCI/AAAAAAAABgE/qteabSzmHW4/s320/Picture+119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403581035785920546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you, Daddy!  You're the best Daddy we could have ever asked for.  XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-7567878350637514928?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/7567878350637514928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=7567878350637514928&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/7567878350637514928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/7567878350637514928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday, Daddy!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/Sv1f0AzkVnI/AAAAAAAABfU/SlPHFQ91Vvg/s72-c/Picture+121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-4928780463130697223</id><published>2009-11-08T19:49:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:09:50.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Fall Weekend</title><content type='html'>Saturday we spent a "day out in the country" picking apples in Winchester, VA.  Very pretty drive to Winchester.  Beautiful day to be outdoors.  Sunday we spent picking up leaves.  Andrew was a HUGE help.  Mark and I couldn't help fantasize about the day when this will be Andrew &amp;amp; Jay's chore and not ours!  Although, we did treat ourselves to a leaf blower this year to help lighten our load.   And it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SvdpxA_K-FI/AAAAAAAABec/CthbVGdFR4k/s1600-h/Picture+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SvdpxA_K-FI/AAAAAAAABec/CthbVGdFR4k/s320/Picture+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401902568853665874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Svdpxv0JN1I/AAAAAAAABek/9W14enNRJOE/s1600-h/Picture+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Svdpxv0JN1I/AAAAAAAABek/9W14enNRJOE/s320/Picture+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401902581423880018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Svdp5vMOnqI/AAAAAAAABfE/YfipNM08bZQ/s1600-h/Picture+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Svdp5vMOnqI/AAAAAAAABfE/YfipNM08bZQ/s320/Picture+095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401902718695415458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SvdpygRKOmI/AAAAAAAABe8/Xze2zTLSaoM/s1600-h/Picture+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SvdpygRKOmI/AAAAAAAABe8/Xze2zTLSaoM/s320/Picture+091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401902594430483042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Svdpycn5XvI/AAAAAAAABe0/bMmlncj8Gs0/s1600-h/Picture+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Svdpycn5XvI/AAAAAAAABe0/bMmlncj8Gs0/s320/Picture+090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401902593452105458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Svdpx28YWVI/AAAAAAAABes/BdG-L7cMQ14/s1600-h/Picture+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Svdpx28YWVI/AAAAAAAABes/BdG-L7cMQ14/s320/Picture+088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401902583337474386" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/SvdpOuG7VtI/AAAAAAAABd0/879pAw9TPxY/s1600-h/Picture+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SvdpOuG7VtI/AAAAAAAABd0/879pAw9TPxY/s320/Picture+098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401901979670370002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Svdqwz9LGHI/AAAAAAAABfM/TypEmDGL_3E/s1600-h/Picture+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Svdqwz9LGHI/AAAAAAAABfM/TypEmDGL_3E/s320/Picture+093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401903664867252338" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/SvdpO4cGRAI/AAAAAAAABd8/_MWaKFr8j7U/s1600-h/Picture+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SvdpO4cGRAI/AAAAAAAABd8/_MWaKFr8j7U/s320/Picture+105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401901982443521026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm...apple cider donut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SvdpPBnZZ4I/AAAAAAAABeE/rHudKCzyRFs/s1600-h/Picture+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SvdpPBnZZ4I/AAAAAAAABeE/rHudKCzyRFs/s320/Picture+108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401901984906831746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SvdpPa_jPHI/AAAAAAAABeM/uy7iZWEgw9c/s1600-h/Picture+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SvdpPa_jPHI/AAAAAAAABeM/uy7iZWEgw9c/s320/Picture+109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401901991719025778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SvdpPkOM_lI/AAAAAAAABeU/0vNl17woSwQ/s1600-h/Picture+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SvdpPkOM_lI/AAAAAAAABeU/0vNl17woSwQ/s320/Picture+113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401901994196401746" 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/6367863742773892720-4928780463130697223?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4928780463130697223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4928780463130697223&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4928780463130697223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4928780463130697223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun-fall-weekend.html' title='Fun Fall Weekend'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SvdpxA_K-FI/AAAAAAAABec/CthbVGdFR4k/s72-c/Picture+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-7928080948008616861</id><published>2009-11-02T09:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T10:03:16.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Our Mojo</title><content type='html'>It was a full day of sports for the Osler's yesterday.  There was the early game of Eagles v. Giants followed by a Revolution v. Fire MLS playoff matchup, with a Phillies v. Yankees, Game 4 of the World Series to round out the day.  So, I thought we should spread out our fan support of these teams, so that we could ensure 3 victories for the good guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you see Andrew supporting the Eagles: (Eagles win 40 - 17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Su7x9gD9yTI/AAAAAAAABdU/tHUjT6xYFIs/s1600-h/Picture+250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Su7x9gD9yTI/AAAAAAAABdU/tHUjT6xYFIs/s320/Picture+250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399519042144684338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay and Mark supporting the Revs:  (Revs win 2-1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Su7x-ScqTxI/AAAAAAAABdk/1tpHywBSdHk/s1600-h/Picture+253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Su7x-ScqTxI/AAAAAAAABdk/1tpHywBSdHk/s320/Picture+253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399519055670038290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reen supporting the Phillies:  (Phillies lose 7-4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Su7x-klK_bI/AAAAAAAABds/fmaYecbLH3g/s1600-h/Picture+254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Su7x-klK_bI/AAAAAAAABds/fmaYecbLH3g/s320/Picture+254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399519060537572786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?!?!?!?!   But, we were doing so well!  Extremely well, what happened???   It is my theory that during the first two wins, all 4 of us were wearing our respective team shirts.  However, everyone else went to bed during the Phillies game which meant a shedding of team gear, thus interfering with our good mojo.  That's my theory.  You may challenge it if you like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-7928080948008616861?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/7928080948008616861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=7928080948008616861&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/7928080948008616861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/7928080948008616861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/11/working-our-mojo.html' title='Working Our Mojo'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/Su7x9gD9yTI/AAAAAAAABdU/tHUjT6xYFIs/s72-c/Picture+250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-9051369416176434543</id><published>2009-10-25T13:02:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T13:26:04.824-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OSLERWURST '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSVgbwEbOI/AAAAAAAABc8/UUm42BYMbuc/s1600-h/DSCN0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSVgbwEbOI/AAAAAAAABc8/UUm42BYMbuc/s320/DSCN0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396602637934423266" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSUZ62FEpI/AAAAAAAABcA/PVeOdoWRXbs/s1600-h/DSCN0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSUZ62FEpI/AAAAAAAABcA/PVeOdoWRXbs/s320/DSCN0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396601426510418578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSUanMke-I/AAAAAAAABcU/GgFVjlGOseE/s1600-h/DSCN0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSUanMke-I/AAAAAAAABcU/GgFVjlGOseE/s320/DSCN0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396601438415911906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSUaFtTTTI/AAAAAAAABcI/AzT3Ko-1w_4/s1600-h/DSCN0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSUaFtTTTI/AAAAAAAABcI/AzT3Ko-1w_4/s320/DSCN0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396601429426392370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain could not keep us from having a great time!  Mark's sausages were fabulous this year.  It was nice to see some new friends enjoying Oslerwurst.  Of course, it was great having Oma and Opa and MumMum and PopPop visiting as well.  They alone have been to all three Oslerwursts so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSVgBLj0eI/AAAAAAAABc0/mxyWR6rIP9U/s1600-h/DSCN0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSVgBLj0eI/AAAAAAAABc0/mxyWR6rIP9U/s320/DSCN0081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396602630801969634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSUawJX79I/AAAAAAAABcg/zmZ7CjLHdfY/s1600-h/Dscn0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSUawJX79I/AAAAAAAABcg/zmZ7CjLHdfY/s320/Dscn0074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396601440818425810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sausage, mustard, pretzels, potato salads, beer, wine and birch beer were enjoyed by all.  And talk about deserts...my goodness, I've never been gifted so many deserts.  What a treat!  (Pun sort of not really intended.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSUZXBpRXI/AAAAAAAABb4/S0tzrbIUYeM/s1600-h/DSCN0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSUZXBpRXI/AAAAAAAABb4/S0tzrbIUYeM/s320/DSCN0065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396601416895251826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSVf72PL8I/AAAAAAAABcs/c4WJMhhPlYM/s1600-h/DSCN0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSVf72PL8I/AAAAAAAABcs/c4WJMhhPlYM/s320/DSCN0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396602629370359746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, Oma, Opa, Mark, Andrew &amp;amp; I are enjoying some leftover sausage today!  Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSVhEpEDeI/AAAAAAAABdM/L3QOU7gidIY/s1600-h/DSCN0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSVhEpEDeI/AAAAAAAABdM/L3QOU7gidIY/s320/DSCN0112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396602648910892514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone for braving the ugly weather to celebrate Oktoberfest with us.  A special thank you to everyone for sharing your culinary delights with us.  What fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSVgpp0RgI/AAAAAAAABdE/c4VhfRXLAoc/s1600-h/DSCN0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSVgpp0RgI/AAAAAAAABdE/c4VhfRXLAoc/s320/DSCN0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396602641666295298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Osler, THE Abe Froman of Alexandria!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-9051369416176434543?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/9051369416176434543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=9051369416176434543&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/9051369416176434543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/9051369416176434543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/10/oslerwurst-09.html' title='OSLERWURST &apos;09'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SuSVgbwEbOI/AAAAAAAABc8/UUm42BYMbuc/s72-c/DSCN0088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-8324625444474614700</id><published>2009-10-14T15:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T16:05:16.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what I can do...</title><content type='html'>Jay has started walking.  He gets a lot of positive encouragement from Mark and I but, especially from Andrew.  Andrew will often, say "Good job, Jay" or "Look at him go, look at Jay go!".  I always love to watch the expressions on kids' faces when they are so proud of themselves.  Jay adds this latest accomplishment to a list that keeps growing.  He also recently mastered the steps.  Not just going up but, he is the master of coming down too!  (Safely.)  We're very proud.  Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-485153506a5bca65" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D485153506a5bca65%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329906185%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4A26D1CDCE3D50041C864361CEEDADDCA778D82E.51ACCA7415E4C09C19C108F718C72A7D09F74F72%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D485153506a5bca65%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3ASocMPnHxuXq7Yh6siAIC4KTuI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D485153506a5bca65%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329906185%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4A26D1CDCE3D50041C864361CEEDADDCA778D82E.51ACCA7415E4C09C19C108F718C72A7D09F74F72%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D485153506a5bca65%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3ASocMPnHxuXq7Yh6siAIC4KTuI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-8324625444474614700?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/8324625444474614700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=8324625444474614700&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/8324625444474614700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/8324625444474614700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/10/look-what-i-can-do.html' title='Look what I can do...'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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-6367863742773892720.post-3602378216141151557</id><published>2009-10-05T18:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T19:27:13.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Andrew!</title><content type='html'>Dear Andrew,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Happy 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; Birthday!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Last year at this time I was thinking what a big boy you had become.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That you were no longer my baby anymore but, rather my big boy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now, when I look back at Andrew age 2, he seems so young and still so baby-like.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The boy you are today, at 3 years old, seems so much older.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Your typical milestones this year have also aided in your transition into becoming a true big boy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You never miss a chance to correct me when I call you my baby.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are a big boy and not a baby!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are right.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(You will always be my baby, but you are right that you are not a baby now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ssp_81d5ZNI/AAAAAAAABaA/IKSD6NHABxs/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ssp_81d5ZNI/AAAAAAAABaA/IKSD6NHABxs/s320/Picture+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389260587223573714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A year ago, I was a bit worried about how you would handle the transition to our new home in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;Virginia&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have showed me that I need not worry.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead, I have been able to watch you grow and mature in so many interesting ways.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are outgoing, friendly, and thoughtful.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I marvel at how easily you will introduce yourself to other kids at the playground.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How you accept every kid in the world as your friend.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Seriously, you refer to nearly every kid we encounter (especially if they talk to you) as your new friend.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; also seen your communication skills growing by leaps and bounds, as well as your ability to associate concepts in your mind easily.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These skills combined have turned you into quite a shrewd negotiator at times.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your current favorite comment is to request, “2 minutes”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You’re always asking for 2 more minutes at the playground, at the library, at bedtime.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqEJLlHn7I/AAAAAAAABbA/mXNTcJ0oPcg/s1600-h/Picture+526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqEJLlHn7I/AAAAAAAABbA/mXNTcJ0oPcg/s320/Picture+526.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389265197364387762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some of these changes in you seem to take place overnight.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As if you are growing up right before my eyes. Your father and I will often spend some portion of our evening talking about “guess what Andrew did/said today.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There are three things that stick out in my mind about this past year.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Seeing how much you liked referring to yourself as a big boy because you were sleeping in a twin bed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then, watching how easily you took to potty training.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In discussing our potty-training strategy with Aunt Erin, she advised to set expectations low so we wouldn't get frustrated.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She also said, “You never know he may surprise you.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, you did surprise us (figuring it out in about 3 days).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqDu7Q4EyI/AAAAAAAABa4/7nGAxCTLvYY/s1600-h/Picture+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqDu7Q4EyI/AAAAAAAABa4/7nGAxCTLvYY/s320/Picture+103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389264746307916578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The third thing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t necessarily surprise us but, does make us beam.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is how naturally you took to being a sweet brother to Jay.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our days are not without their “sibling issues”, but you can be so thoughtful when it comes to Jay.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We just love watching you two interact and seeing you mature into a kind and caring boy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You and Jay will always have a special bond as brothers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqDrcDo_aI/AAAAAAAABaY/bTCq1yVUVeI/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqDrcDo_aI/AAAAAAAABaY/bTCq1yVUVeI/s320/Picture+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389264686391295394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqDuFDW1gI/AAAAAAAABaw/QrD1HUeQM2Q/s1600-h/Picture+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqDuFDW1gI/AAAAAAAABaw/QrD1HUeQM2Q/s320/Picture+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389264731755697666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqEJ1Y06OI/AAAAAAAABbI/0Mv5Zc2Lq-c/s1600-h/Picture+778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqEJ1Y06OI/AAAAAAAABbI/0Mv5Zc2Lq-c/s320/Picture+778.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389265208587118818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All this talk about your becoming a big boy, it would be remiss of me not to mention how much you are turning into a BOY.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You accompany many of your stories and your playtime with big hand motions, engine noises, super power sounds.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And you like to be silly.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s so neat to see what makes you laugh.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As you turn into more of a BOY, I’m noticing it is silliness that makes you laugh the most.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(And being tickled is pretty high up there.)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I never get tired of your smile or your laugh.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nor will I ever get tired of the way you blow me a kiss when you say goodbye and goodnight to me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqDsKQJ55I/AAAAAAAABag/WkQC1tQ7_0o/s1600-h/Picture+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqDsKQJ55I/AAAAAAAABag/WkQC1tQ7_0o/s320/Picture+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389264698791815058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqEToigcdI/AAAAAAAABbo/DQLAcJHVSrE/s1600-h/Picture+1399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqEToigcdI/AAAAAAAABbo/DQLAcJHVSrE/s320/Picture+1399.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389265376936751570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This year has also seen you uttering this phrase more and more…"I can (insert action) ALL BY MYSELF".&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In this regard, you are developing so quickly and also, continuing to be such a good helper around the house.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You want to cook by yourself, walk by yourself, get the mail, wash your hands, make your oatmeal and many other things, all by yourself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqEK4xjhdI/AAAAAAAABbY/gu4YzB8y57Q/s1600-h/Picture+1123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqEK4xjhdI/AAAAAAAABbY/gu4YzB8y57Q/s320/Picture+1123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389265226676012498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh, how you love to cook.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Both pretend cooking and real.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And your father and I both enjoy cooking with you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love to bake with you and your father will often include you in the preparation of one of our big weekend meals.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqAYyWMT7I/AAAAAAAABaI/VTUjc0nCcHs/s1600-h/Picture+1067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqAYyWMT7I/AAAAAAAABaI/VTUjc0nCcHs/s320/Picture+1067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389261067422289842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqELZzRHQI/AAAAAAAABbg/UicbO36HMAw/s1600-h/Picture+1192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqELZzRHQI/AAAAAAAABbg/UicbO36HMAw/s320/Picture+1192.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389265235541564674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Andrew, watching you grow into the special boy you are today is a special gift for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sure, we have our times of miscommunication, misunderstanding and well, generally driving each other crazy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, that is only a part of the process as you continue to explore your world, test limits, and try out these new ideas that pop into your mind.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I feel as though your brain is firing twice as fast (or faster) than a year ago.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I imagine this upcoming year will prove to be just as enjoyable and amazing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqDSgsg-HI/AAAAAAAABaQ/HGOmCyATTAA/s1600-h/Picture+1424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SsqDSgsg-HI/AAAAAAAABaQ/HGOmCyATTAA/s320/Picture+1424.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389264258139748466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Happy Birthday, Andrew.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love you!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mama&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-3602378216141151557?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/3602378216141151557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=3602378216141151557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/3602378216141151557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/3602378216141151557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-andrew.html' title='Happy Birthday, Andrew!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/Ssp_81d5ZNI/AAAAAAAABaA/IKSD6NHABxs/s72-c/Picture+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-7129609103224813522</id><published>2009-09-25T11:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T11:43:23.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S.</title><content type='html'>Jay - I wanted to document you have spoken your first word.  And it is "please".  You make me beam with pride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's see your favorite words/sounds are: Mama, Dada, and please.  And I can see you working on other ones, especially, "Andrew" and what I thought was "where Andrew?"  For a while I thought your first spoken word was going to be "more" but, it makes me so happy that instead the first word is "please". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Mama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-7129609103224813522?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/7129609103224813522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=7129609103224813522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/7129609103224813522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/7129609103224813522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/09/ps.html' title='P.S.'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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-6367863742773892720.post-2700267586387985224</id><published>2009-09-11T15:08:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:15:07.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Jay!  (aka PumpkinPie, Jaybird, JayOne, JayJay, JayJay the Jet Plane)</title><content type='html'>Dear Jay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="ececmsonormal"&gt;Happy 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; birthday. I doubt I will ever forget your promptness, arriving very early on your due date. You decided to be born on September 11&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; no matter how much I originally did not want you to be. When I was holding you in my arms shortly after 6am, I realized you wanted to be born on this day. I must admit it crossed my mind that someday you might be a politician. Jay Osler, a true American, born on September 11&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, with great accuracy!  I’m sure that was just conjured up in the deliria / afterglow of childbirth.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ececmsonormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SqqrWHdHhTI/AAAAAAAABZo/afd5DYxeZSs/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SqqrWHdHhTI/AAAAAAAABZo/afd5DYxeZSs/s320/Picture+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380301101294126386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ececmsonormal"&gt;You woke me at 12:45am with strong contractions. And I hope I’ll never forget the feeling I had laying in bed, in the dark, being one with just you. It was such a special time. The calm before the storm, I suppose. I spent a few moments listening to you, feeling you, knowing I would not have you all to myself for much longer. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ececmsonormal"&gt;Your father and I were completely shocked by your quick arrival. Dr. DeMeo must have been too, because I remember how he remarked, “this baby is coming fast and furious.” And like a flash, you were out and a part of this world. And I would have to share you with this world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, I don’t mind.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m so proud to be your mama that it’s fun to share you and your wonderful nature with others.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ececmsonormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SqqrWhYcfmI/AAAAAAAABZw/J84ONTs6SQY/s1600-h/Picture+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SqqrWhYcfmI/AAAAAAAABZw/J84ONTs6SQY/s320/Picture+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380301108253851234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SqqrAU_gs9I/AAAAAAAABZA/0Pm398gLOig/s1600-h/Picture+1231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SqqrAU_gs9I/AAAAAAAABZA/0Pm398gLOig/s320/Picture+1231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380300726970921938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ececmsonormal"&gt;In the early weeks of your life, I often felt &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amazed&lt;/span&gt; by how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;constant&lt;/span&gt; caring for you and your brother felt. Now, I look at you and I am just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;constantly amazed&lt;/span&gt; by the boy you’re becoming. You have always been a very content baby. I would comment that “life on the back burner seems to suit you.” Feeling somewhat guilty about admitting that you were even on the back burner of my attention. And yet, your father and I started to notice that you have a very strong independence. You were more than content to play with your Little People farm by yourself. As you get bigger in our arms, we notice you are not a snuggler either. Perhaps, just another form of showing us your independence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ececmsonormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SqqrAFfjwSI/AAAAAAAABY4/QQRBzMnxRic/s1600-h/Picture+1384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SqqrAFfjwSI/AAAAAAAABY4/QQRBzMnxRic/s320/Picture+1384.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380300722810372386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ececmsonormal"&gt;You are such a happy child too, very content from the beginning. You have a wonderful smile and I delight in seeing your dimples every so often. I think my favorite smile right now, is the one I see when you are in your high chair and see me approaching with your tray. How you love to eat! We have yet to encounter a food you do not like. Even though you have now demonstrated that you have learned the sign language for “more” and “all done”, we rarely see you make the sign for “all done”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ececmsonormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SqqrA_dQlXI/AAAAAAAABZI/DwClNxY9p5g/s1600-h/Picture+1188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SqqrA_dQlXI/AAAAAAAABZI/DwClNxY9p5g/s320/Picture+1188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380300738369983858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ececmsonormal"&gt;I delight in watching how you admire your big brother. Since you’ve been able to notice Andrew, you have always been watching him. I love in the morning watching you light up when you see Andrew first thing. There was a time when Andrew would bound into your room to greet you while you were still in the crib, with a cheery, “Good Morning, Jay!”. How you smiled then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ececmsonormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SqqrVtCg5dI/AAAAAAAABZg/VYXcS1vRctc/s1600-h/Picture+640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SqqrVtCg5dI/AAAAAAAABZg/VYXcS1vRctc/s320/Picture+640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380301094203221458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ececmsonormal"&gt;We always get a kick out of watching you crawl.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is really fun to watch, when you crawl super fast across the floor after something you spied across the room. You are a quick learner too. Already just a few days after you mastered climbing the stairs (thanks to Opa teaching you), you were able to follow instructions on how to get back down the stairs...sliding on your belly. Impressive! Now, you are on the verge of walking on your own. You do mighty fine already with a little bit of assistance. I can’t imagine you’ll be bounding all around the playground in a few months time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ececmsonormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SqqrB8R4JSI/AAAAAAAABZY/JaNWXjiRgHM/s1600-h/Picture+1054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SqqrB8R4JSI/AAAAAAAABZY/JaNWXjiRgHM/s320/Picture+1054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380300754696807714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ececmsonormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SqqrBbl13eI/AAAAAAAABZQ/Yu6CUv1Ab6c/s1600-h/Picture+1071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SqqrBbl13eI/AAAAAAAABZQ/Yu6CUv1Ab6c/s320/Picture+1071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380300745922174434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="ececmsonormal"&gt;Jay, you are my special boy. I love watching over you, guiding you, caring for you. I am so very proud to be your mother. Watching your personality continue to grow will be such a treat this coming year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ececmsonormal"&gt;So glad I have a front row seat. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ececmsonormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SqqroKOF97I/AAAAAAAABZ4/WNspVtoHJbM/s1600-h/Image1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SqqroKOF97I/AAAAAAAABZ4/WNspVtoHJbM/s320/Image1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380301411274061746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ececmsonormal"&gt;Happy 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; birthday, Jay!  I love you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ececmsonormal"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mama&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-2700267586387985224?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/2700267586387985224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=2700267586387985224&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/2700267586387985224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/2700267586387985224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-jay.html' title='Happy Birthday, Jay!  (aka PumpkinPie, Jaybird, JayOne, JayJay, JayJay the Jet Plane)'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SqqrWHdHhTI/AAAAAAAABZo/afd5DYxeZSs/s72-c/Picture+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-4956853990415881619</id><published>2009-08-28T18:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:44:58.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhh....vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sphq652q5vI/AAAAAAAABXo/Aydgw58_e8c/s1600-h/Picture+1389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sphq652q5vI/AAAAAAAABXo/Aydgw58_e8c/s320/Picture+1389.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375163715461768946" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/Sphq5ssub_I/AAAAAAAABXY/QM7gnC1I3Vs/s1600-h/Picture+1242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sphq5ssub_I/AAAAAAAABXY/QM7gnC1I3Vs/s320/Picture+1242.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375163694750527474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sphq4-0SfKI/AAAAAAAABXQ/33PlUvXmKko/s1600-h/Picture+1238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sphq4-0SfKI/AAAAAAAABXQ/33PlUvXmKko/s320/Picture+1238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375163682434219170" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/Sphr00jVIvI/AAAAAAAABXw/X0_b2aZjWEM/s1600-h/Picture+1248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sphr00jVIvI/AAAAAAAABXw/X0_b2aZjWEM/s320/Picture+1248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375164710470886130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sphq4X_CvpI/AAAAAAAABXI/xCro9n8Z5Zk/s1600-h/Picture+1234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sphq4X_CvpI/AAAAAAAABXI/xCro9n8Z5Zk/s320/Picture+1234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375163672010342034" 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/6367863742773892720-4956853990415881619?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4956853990415881619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4956853990415881619&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4956853990415881619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4956853990415881619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahhhhvacation.html' title='Ahhhh....vacation'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/Sphq652q5vI/AAAAAAAABXo/Aydgw58_e8c/s72-c/Picture+1389.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-8895937113564495476</id><published>2009-08-12T08:03:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T12:05:31.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>When Andrew was learning to talk (actual words) he would seem to be the clearest right as he was waking up either from a night's respite or his afternoon nap.  He would rattle off a whole lot of words.  The words were clear.  The point often was not.  As we are anticipating listening to Jay's onslaught of speech, I've overlooked how incredibly well-spoken Andrew has become.  He is so easily able to explain his ideas, fairly patient with us when we don't get it the first time (or 20x) and has started to really come to utilize a rich imagination coupled with a long memory.  (This can be good and bad.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded this morning, however, of those early days when he would prattle on about what I assumed were his dreams.  Upon waking, he asked me (as he searched in the bed and on the floor by the bed), "where did the boing-a-boing go?"  I asked him what a boing-a-boing was, and he then as only (I think) a boy can...described with lots of gestures with his fists and arms, and motor noises that a boing-a-boing goes boing!  You know, engine noises, movement, boing!  He said it twice for clarity.  It reminded so much of a time I woke up in the middle of the night searching in my sheets for my softball glove because I was having a dream about being 9 and searching for my glove in the dugout of my little league team before we took the field.  Well, it was neat to see him operating in that world where you're awake but not fully conscious of reality and still have one foot in the dreamworld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I wish I could see into that little mind.  Still, I'll settle for these wonderful glimpses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-8895937113564495476?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/8895937113564495476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=8895937113564495476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/8895937113564495476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/8895937113564495476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/08/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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-6367863742773892720.post-2467542826194859636</id><published>2009-07-16T15:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T15:51:45.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power Nap</title><content type='html'>I've never been a believer in the "power nap".  I realize there is scientific evidence that napping for just 20 minutes will cause you to feel re-energized, increase productivity, relieve stress etc.  However, it has never worked for me and is working EVEN LESS for me today now that Andrew has become a power napper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All he needs is 20-30 minutes (usually in the car no less) of sleep every few days to recharge those pre-schooler batteries!  I have finally (after weeks of fighting it) given into this new habit.  I have come to realize that he has basically given up his nap all together and that these power naps when they happen are a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, look at him, he just fell asleep while having a snack!   I mean, you fell asleep while eating yet, you tell me you don't need a nap???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sl-R5TafULI/AAAAAAAABXA/B1wPyKkTh8I/s1600-h/Picture+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sl-R5TafULI/AAAAAAAABXA/B1wPyKkTh8I/s320/Picture+103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359162495244128434" 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/6367863742773892720-2467542826194859636?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/2467542826194859636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=2467542826194859636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/2467542826194859636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/2467542826194859636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/07/power-nap.html' title='The Power Nap'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/Sl-R5TafULI/AAAAAAAABXA/B1wPyKkTh8I/s72-c/Picture+103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-7224696274138675206</id><published>2009-07-06T06:28:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:25:24.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember me???</title><content type='html'>I have heard people say that the transition from having one child to having two children is not as difficult as the transition from zero to one. Well, I guess that would be true if you take the easy route and stay living in the same home, city, state, keep the same job, etc. How boring! Mark and I thought the true way to keep things interesting would be to have him start a new job in a different state just before our second was born. Therefore, we could move with said children to a new home in a new city, new state, where we'd have to meet new people. I must report that so far it has been just that...interesting! We love our new home town and are doing great. Part of this transition was finding a new routine. The one we've found keeps us incredibly busy. There's story time, lunch with Daddy once a week, the MOMS Club, playdates, going to the pool, and more. I guess that's my excuse for the lack of posting here. I will aim to do better. As the pictures and blog ideas piled up it felt more and more like too much of a challenge to tackle in the little bit of free time I do have to myself. But, I'm going to get this off the to do list so we can get back in the blogging game so to speak. Hope all is well with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What keeps us busy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trips into D.C. on the metro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaT30Di9FI/AAAAAAAABWI/j0ViYgXcvps/s1600-h/Picture+361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaT30Di9FI/AAAAAAAABWI/j0ViYgXcvps/s320/Picture+361.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356631393879389266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaT4X5-ejI/AAAAAAAABWQ/kG2F2gXiUds/s1600-h/Picture+420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaT4X5-ejI/AAAAAAAABWQ/kG2F2gXiUds/s320/Picture+420.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356631403502926386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOMS Club events at My Gym (a gymastics place for little ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaTHvnRFXI/AAAAAAAABVA/11cGJmFXvQY/s1600-h/Picture+655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaTHvnRFXI/AAAAAAAABVA/11cGJmFXvQY/s320/Picture+655.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356630568053314930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaTH0-PzZI/AAAAAAAABVI/xq9ClLSxZfM/s1600-h/Picture+659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaTH0-PzZI/AAAAAAAABVI/xq9ClLSxZfM/s320/Picture+659.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356630569491877266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A visit to our local fire station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaTIfp_4fI/AAAAAAAABVQ/54kObu-8Cdc/s1600-h/Picture+685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaTIfp_4fI/AAAAAAAABVQ/54kObu-8Cdc/s320/Picture+685.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356630580949672434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing crafts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaXB8QTTOI/AAAAAAAABW4/teuBCTX-QfM/s1600-h/Picture+750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaXB8QTTOI/AAAAAAAABW4/teuBCTX-QfM/s320/Picture+750.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356634866413948130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay's been learning how to feed himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaTck2PkyI/AAAAAAAABVo/DmL4HOPacDs/s1600-h/Picture+768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaTck2PkyI/AAAAAAAABVo/DmL4HOPacDs/s320/Picture+768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356630925940593442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visiting Krispy Kreme everytime MumMum and PopPop visit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaSSt56mDI/AAAAAAAABUo/sAPUgREiZpU/s1600-h/Picture+561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaSSt56mDI/AAAAAAAABUo/sAPUgREiZpU/s320/Picture+561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356629657061595186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for nature walks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaSTPw1YKI/AAAAAAAABUw/ePp-Esj8j20/s1600-h/Picture+568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaSTPw1YKI/AAAAAAAABUw/ePp-Esj8j20/s320/Picture+568.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356629666150310050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washing the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaSTjL_ChI/AAAAAAAABU4/v14Vb7_5ZQg/s1600-h/Picture+576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaSTjL_ChI/AAAAAAAABU4/v14Vb7_5ZQg/s320/Picture+576.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356629671364463122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was Uncle Jay &amp;amp; Aunt Malissa's (Red, White &amp;amp; Blue wedding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaTcyOe5OI/AAAAAAAABVw/xo-j953CznI/s1600-h/Picture+837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaTcyOe5OI/AAAAAAAABVw/xo-j953CznI/s320/Picture+837.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356630929531921634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaTdZu0W-I/AAAAAAAABV4/1xk0IXF9wk8/s1600-h/Picture+850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaTdZu0W-I/AAAAAAAABV4/1xk0IXF9wk8/s320/Picture+850.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356630940136528866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a trip to the Jersey Shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaWSHVameI/AAAAAAAABWg/aZhY_YFRs0U/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaWSHVameI/AAAAAAAABWg/aZhY_YFRs0U/s320/Picture+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356634044754467298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaWSVZUvlI/AAAAAAAABWo/0Pzeya0afiY/s1600-h/MarkFrame+%2885%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaWSVZUvlI/AAAAAAAABWo/0Pzeya0afiY/s320/MarkFrame+%2885%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356634048528957010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaWRghm0tI/AAAAAAAABWY/Zo763MbDoMw/s1600-h/Picture+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaWRghm0tI/AAAAAAAABWY/Zo763MbDoMw/s320/Picture+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356634034336617170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaWSzNM1cI/AAAAAAAABWw/QuJbImsnoLA/s1600-h/Picture+190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaWSzNM1cI/AAAAAAAABWw/QuJbImsnoLA/s320/Picture+190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356634056531170754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my first run in about 5 years!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaTd3Y1jFI/AAAAAAAABWA/USdWASgltKs/s1600-h/Picture+1005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaTd3Y1jFI/AAAAAAAABWA/USdWASgltKs/s320/Picture+1005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356630948097395794" 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/6367863742773892720-7224696274138675206?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/7224696274138675206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=7224696274138675206&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/7224696274138675206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/7224696274138675206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/07/remember-me.html' title='Remember me???'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SlaT30Di9FI/AAAAAAAABWI/j0ViYgXcvps/s72-c/Picture+361.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-3776889503292118935</id><published>2009-04-16T08:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T08:40:37.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I knew the sun would come out today...</title><content type='html'>...we finally found rain boots for Andrew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sec07odFymI/AAAAAAAABUQ/Lj6I0D63-xc/s1600-h/Picture+732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sec07odFymI/AAAAAAAABUQ/Lj6I0D63-xc/s320/Picture+732.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325283283465259618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sec07cMZH8I/AAAAAAAABUI/1c7ouGok6W8/s1600-h/Picture+731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Sec07cMZH8I/AAAAAAAABUI/1c7ouGok6W8/s320/Picture+731.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325283280173998018" 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/6367863742773892720-3776889503292118935?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/3776889503292118935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=3776889503292118935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/3776889503292118935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/3776889503292118935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-knew-sun-would-come-out-today.html' title='I knew the sun would come out today...'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/Sec07odFymI/AAAAAAAABUQ/Lj6I0D63-xc/s72-c/Picture+732.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-7297858740942017956</id><published>2009-04-03T08:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T09:13:55.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adoration</title><content type='html'>In looking through some recent photos to send out, I noticed there are more and more pictures of Jay watching Andrew. He is in full adoration of his big brother. And we've reached a point too, where Andrew enjoys it and enjoys making Jay laugh. Jay has always been content to get a passing glance from Andrew but, now that they are interacting more, Jay is always watching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SdYV6nuacjI/AAAAAAAABTo/NZ5t0lZOEU0/s1600-h/Picture+472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SdYV6nuacjI/AAAAAAAABTo/NZ5t0lZOEU0/s320/Picture+472.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320464106625069618" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/SdYV7BvGDPI/AAAAAAAABT4/NZo-mrSMKUY/s1600-h/Picture+637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SdYV7BvGDPI/AAAAAAAABT4/NZo-mrSMKUY/s320/Picture+637.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320464113607249138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SdYV6xaKAQI/AAAAAAAABTw/Czmhr7MP6aU/s1600-h/Picture+631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SdYV6xaKAQI/AAAAAAAABTw/Czmhr7MP6aU/s320/Picture+631.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320464109224460546" 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/6367863742773892720-7297858740942017956?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/7297858740942017956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=7297858740942017956&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/7297858740942017956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/7297858740942017956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/04/adoration.html' title='Adoration'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SdYV6nuacjI/AAAAAAAABTo/NZ5t0lZOEU0/s72-c/Picture+472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-6290087800302468843</id><published>2009-02-14T07:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T07:19:52.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SZa2FzC3tYI/AAAAAAAABTY/JtNNjj-QB_w/s1600-h/Picture+486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SZa2FzC3tYI/AAAAAAAABTY/JtNNjj-QB_w/s320/Picture+486.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302625821993186690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are construction paper hearts Andrew and I made to hang in our front window.  I just loved the shadows the late morning sun created on our floor filling our home with love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-6290087800302468843?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/6290087800302468843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=6290087800302468843&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6290087800302468843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6290087800302468843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-st-valentines-day.html' title='Happy St. Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SZa2FzC3tYI/AAAAAAAABTY/JtNNjj-QB_w/s72-c/Picture+486.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-4254599959004957445</id><published>2009-02-12T07:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T07:35:10.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfortunate Timing</title><content type='html'>Jay has learned how to make raspberries with his mouth and we just started solids.  Talk about unfortunate timing.  Feeding him peaches this morning was like being front row at a Gallagher show.  (Ok, it wasn't that bad.  It was actually very cute.   Messy but cute.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-4254599959004957445?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4254599959004957445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4254599959004957445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4254599959004957445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4254599959004957445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/02/unfortunate-timing.html' title='Unfortunate Timing'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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-6367863742773892720.post-6023755075649800580</id><published>2009-02-07T12:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T12:45:57.171-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay eat it....</title><content type='html'>Lately Adrew has been noticing (and pointing out) that Jay puts a lot of things to and into his mouth.  (i.e., toys, books, his toes, Mommy's necklace, etc.)  Whenever he sees Jay do this he says, "Jay eat it."  OR "Jay eating it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Jay made his first attempt eating something other than his toes.  He had his first taste of rice cereal today and seemed to like it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SY3HQGzab5I/AAAAAAAABTA/dNVx4KiSuYQ/s1600-h/Picture+464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SY3HQGzab5I/AAAAAAAABTA/dNVx4KiSuYQ/s320/Picture+464.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300111416003030930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SY3HQUC0hYI/AAAAAAAABTI/7h6ElW3N05Q/s1600-h/Picture+466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SY3HQUC0hYI/AAAAAAAABTI/7h6ElW3N05Q/s320/Picture+466.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300111419557315970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SY3HQiKyqOI/AAAAAAAABTQ/MLqnwVKKWUs/s1600-h/Picture+468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SY3HQiKyqOI/AAAAAAAABTQ/MLqnwVKKWUs/s320/Picture+468.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300111423348844770" 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/6367863742773892720-6023755075649800580?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/6023755075649800580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=6023755075649800580&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6023755075649800580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6023755075649800580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2009/02/jay-eat-it.html' title='Jay eat it....'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SY3HQGzab5I/AAAAAAAABTA/dNVx4KiSuYQ/s72-c/Picture+464.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-9098682845233390186</id><published>2008-12-25T22:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:18:44.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>It was a very merry Christmas indeed.  Andrew and I waiting for Santa to come down the chimney on Christmas Eve.  And again on Christmas morning playing with the train Santa brought Andrew.  (Mark and Jay had a merry good time too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SVRMcvDSyII/AAAAAAAABSc/8xpjG3UbZ7E/s1600-h/Picture+363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SVRMcvDSyII/AAAAAAAABSc/8xpjG3UbZ7E/s320/Picture+363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283932319362762882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SVRMdF-pD2I/AAAAAAAABSk/UyJ-b82x_Os/s1600-h/Picture+384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SVRMdF-pD2I/AAAAAAAABSk/UyJ-b82x_Os/s320/Picture+384.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283932325517266786" 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/6367863742773892720-9098682845233390186?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/9098682845233390186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=9098682845233390186&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/9098682845233390186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/9098682845233390186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SVRMcvDSyII/AAAAAAAABSc/8xpjG3UbZ7E/s72-c/Picture+363.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-3644293690089858821</id><published>2008-12-20T17:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T17:33:44.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Season's Greetings From The Nation's Capital</title><content type='html'>We took the metro train into D.C. today to see the National Christmas Tree.  There were lots of other trees too, trains, Santa and hot dogs!  Andrew loved walking along the streets of a city.  Looking forward to the many trips to D.C. we have in our future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SU1w_f9rnCI/AAAAAAAABRc/wvt3cOz7kPg/s1600-h/Picture+360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SU1w_f9rnCI/AAAAAAAABRc/wvt3cOz7kPg/s320/Picture+360.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282002174189739042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in front of the National Christmas Tree (unfortunately the lights weren't on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SU1xagsdz7I/AAAAAAAABSU/OArNVZXPECk/s1600-h/Picture+354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SU1xagsdz7I/AAAAAAAABSU/OArNVZXPECk/s320/Picture+354.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282002638242434994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark and Andrew watching the trains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SU1xaBxONmI/AAAAAAAABSM/cJy16SpviQI/s1600-h/Picture+352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SU1xaBxONmI/AAAAAAAABSM/cJy16SpviQI/s320/Picture+352.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282002629940885090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew in front of the Massachusetts tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SU1xABtCnwI/AAAAAAAABR0/22GTn3BeHt8/s1600-h/Picture+357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SU1xABtCnwI/AAAAAAAABR0/22GTn3BeHt8/s320/Picture+357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282002183246749442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama, Andrew &amp;amp; Jay in front of the Pennsylvania tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SU1w_2iKhCI/AAAAAAAABRs/a1cDsoRHp3Q/s1600-h/Picture+359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SU1w_2iKhCI/AAAAAAAABRs/a1cDsoRHp3Q/s320/Picture+359.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282002180248339490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My, the Bush's decorations are lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SU1xZxMwkmI/AAAAAAAABSE/ZuInoUXMvqo/s1600-h/Picture+351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SU1xZxMwkmI/AAAAAAAABSE/ZuInoUXMvqo/s320/Picture+351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282002625492980322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying hot dogs for lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SU1w_iqm4bI/AAAAAAAABRk/ZFAL9XjMFOQ/s1600-h/Picture+361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SU1w_iqm4bI/AAAAAAAABRk/ZFAL9XjMFOQ/s320/Picture+361.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282002174915043762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the metro train going home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-3644293690089858821?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/3644293690089858821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=3644293690089858821&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/3644293690089858821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/3644293690089858821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/12/seasons-greetings-from-nations-capital.html' title='Season&apos;s Greetings From The Nation&apos;s Capital'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SU1w_f9rnCI/AAAAAAAABRc/wvt3cOz7kPg/s72-c/Picture+360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-704225484575666546</id><published>2008-11-25T13:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T14:04:59.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends...</title><content type='html'>Part of getting ready to move to Virginia involves saying good-bye to our good friends here on Cape Cod.  Today, Andrew said good-bye to his playgroup friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SSxLuGhPbKI/AAAAAAAABRM/RilgwIc52aI/s1600-h/Picture+270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SSxLuGhPbKI/AAAAAAAABRM/RilgwIc52aI/s320/Picture+270.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272672519140109474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon, Sarah, Benjamin and Andrew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least he'll have his brother to play with until we make some new friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SSxLu3TXQ2I/AAAAAAAABRU/NV2qEwr-M7Q/s1600-h/Picture+266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SSxLu3TXQ2I/AAAAAAAABRU/NV2qEwr-M7Q/s320/Picture+266.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272672532235240290" 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/6367863742773892720-704225484575666546?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/704225484575666546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=704225484575666546&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/704225484575666546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/704225484575666546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/11/friends.html' title='Friends...'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SSxLuGhPbKI/AAAAAAAABRM/RilgwIc52aI/s72-c/Picture+270.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-4625894943864808523</id><published>2008-11-11T12:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T12:43:47.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Star is Born...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SRnD5-Ea3AI/AAAAAAAABQ8/37ayq0uBYqY/s1600-h/Picture+248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SRnD5-Ea3AI/AAAAAAAABQ8/37ayq0uBYqY/s320/Picture+248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267456639868001282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and immediately humiliated by posting this photo on the web!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-4625894943864808523?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4625894943864808523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4625894943864808523&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4625894943864808523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4625894943864808523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/11/start-is-born.html' title='A Star is Born...'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SRnD5-Ea3AI/AAAAAAAABQ8/37ayq0uBYqY/s72-c/Picture+248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-3019772867049084277</id><published>2008-11-10T13:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:00:40.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working from home...</title><content type='html'>We have been lucky lately to have Mark working from home.  We get to see him for lunch everyday and he only has a 15 second commute to his office.  Andrew has been very good about not disturbing Dada when he is at work.  Working on his lunch break today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SRiEjOU2-sI/AAAAAAAABQk/DCaRsKh2rUw/s1600-h/Picture+244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SRiEjOU2-sI/AAAAAAAABQk/DCaRsKh2rUw/s320/Picture+244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267105504885668546" 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/6367863742773892720-3019772867049084277?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/3019772867049084277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=3019772867049084277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/3019772867049084277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/3019772867049084277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/11/working-from-home.html' title='Working from home...'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SRiEjOU2-sI/AAAAAAAABQk/DCaRsKh2rUw/s72-c/Picture+244.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-445986220783396357</id><published>2008-10-31T14:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T15:48:38.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SQtmw-y_MMI/AAAAAAAAA6M/_FpBGgH7OXU/s1600-h/100_1866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263413581189165250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SQtmw-y_MMI/AAAAAAAAA6M/_FpBGgH7OXU/s320/100_1866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SQtmxiIuOXI/AAAAAAAAA6U/YuJ8_Ywx6vY/s1600-h/100_1869.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SQtmxiIuOXI/AAAAAAAAA6U/YuJ8_Ywx6vY/s1600-h/100_1869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263413590675569010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SQtmxiIuOXI/AAAAAAAAA6U/YuJ8_Ywx6vY/s320/100_1869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-445986220783396357?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/445986220783396357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=445986220783396357&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/445986220783396357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/445986220783396357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SQtmw-y_MMI/AAAAAAAAA6M/_FpBGgH7OXU/s72-c/100_1866.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-9077587471331487501</id><published>2008-10-05T06:52:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T14:58:49.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, AP</title><content type='html'>Dear Andrew,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2nd Birthday! This past year you've learned so many new skills. You progress has made it very clear to Daddy and me that the baby we knew a year ago has grown into the amazing boy you have become. These past months have seen you learn how to walk (and run), how to talk and communicate, improve your comprehension of language and the world around you, and feed yourself, just to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SOpsj-GMj-I/AAAAAAAAA50/I5_AKieKr4c/s1600-h/cuteboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SOpsj-GMj-I/AAAAAAAAA50/I5_AKieKr4c/s320/cuteboy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254131280501313506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What strikes your father and I over and over is how much personality you have and how much fun you are to be with. You can make us laugh with a funny face or by imitating one of us. You love to mimic. Whether it is imitating me when I say "ummm." or imitating Daddy when he clears his throat or blows his nose. But, you don't just mimic our sounds and the things we say. You love to do what we are doing. You like to help cook, vacuum, put things in the trash, clean up your toys, comb your hair, read, put your clothes in your dresser and refill the birdfeeders. A lot of these tasks you do with such seriousness and concentration. You are a hard worker. You could spend hours moving rocks from one pile in the driveway to the patio and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SOps5OUZP9I/AAAAAAAAA6E/TZMDJVPmewA/s1600-h/Img_4076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SOps5OUZP9I/AAAAAAAAA6E/TZMDJVPmewA/s320/Img_4076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254131645633085394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are also proud of how well you follow instructions, say please and thank you and love to give hugs and kisses. This all seems like typical things parents should be proud of or say they want their kids do. But when we see you do these things on your own, we can't help but gush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've begun to play more on your own and it is interesting to watch you problem solve. We wish we could see into your brain to see what you are thinking. You are learning so much, so quickly, that I often feel like I'm reacting to your development instead of anticipating it. Your personality and intelligence are always coming out in new ways that cause my jaw to drop. Usually, this is most evident in how strong your memory is getting. You’ll remember a game we played weeks ago and ask for it again. Or you’ll sing the last word of each line of a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SOpsjlDcXeI/AAAAAAAAA5U/KdbHnrFJxV0/s1600-h/Picture+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SOpsjlDcXeI/AAAAAAAAA5U/KdbHnrFJxV0/s320/Picture+123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254131273778879970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things you do is when you come in the door after a walk with Daddy with your arm outstretched clutching a little bouquet of wildflowers for me. The smile on your face and the earnestness with which you give them to me make me feel like the luckiest woman in the world! I also love the fervor with which you have started to give hugs and kisses. You no longer just offer a cheek or tolerate a hug but, give a good smack on the lips and a little grunt when you hug. Daddy and I are lucky to get hugs half as intense as the ones you give your best friend and companion, your stuffed puppy Roscoe. We can see already you have so much love to give and it's a joy to see you share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SOpsjozaDAI/AAAAAAAAA5c/IaLoTdmZ9lc/s1600-h/Picture+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SOpsjozaDAI/AAAAAAAAA5c/IaLoTdmZ9lc/s320/Picture+146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254131274785360898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are enjoying how funny your vocabulary is and how much you have learned to say this year. You can point out cars, trucks, motorcycles, bikes, boats, planes and helicopters no matter how far away they are. You know the different sounds as well and you will name the passing vehicle when it goes by your bedroom window without even looking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your enthusiasm about the things around you help us realize how seldomly we get excited about anything. It always brings a smile to our faces when you see a favorite thing and start your chatter about it with an enthusiastic "WHOA!". Our home echoes with your calls of "Whoa, big truck!", or "Whoa, big pancake!", or “Whoa, big box!”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SOps4BBHnpI/AAAAAAAAA58/UDem5Tyb45I/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SOps4BBHnpI/AAAAAAAAA58/UDem5Tyb45I/s320/Picture+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254131624882708114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year also saw your transformation into a water rat. You took swimming lessons in the early spring at a high school pool. Then, this summer you spent lots of time in the ocean at Cape Pogue and Ocean City. You also spent a lot of time swimming at the lake in our neighborhood with Daddy. You are fearless, always wanting to run along the dock and jump into the water. It was all we could do to make sure we were in the water first to catch you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SOpsj-UZqWI/AAAAAAAAA5s/0etn0U2oQbE/s1600-h/Water+Rat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SOpsj-UZqWI/AAAAAAAAA5s/0etn0U2oQbE/s320/Water+Rat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254131280560892258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For nine months of your past year, I was pregnant. We enjoyed watching you talk to my belly. Saying, "Hi, Baby" in such a sweet little voice. You would pat my belly and were excited when we started to prepare the house for Jay's arrival. You would point out what things were for the baby. And your general concern for Mommy was so touching. If I would let out a loud exhale or a grunt of discomfort, a knowing look would cross your face and you'd commiserate with me, saying simply "the baby". You are so sweet and would take it so serious when I ask for your help. No matter what the request, you would usually oblige happy to know that you were helping Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, you are truly a big brother. Little Jay is so lucky to have you for an older sibling. You already care about him so much. Letting Mommy know when he is crying, giving him a blanket, sharing your Roscoes with him, getting his binky. And you talk about him a lot. We are so happy and proud to see how you have accepted him into your world with ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SOpsj0JQ4FI/AAAAAAAAA5k/DpZT8h43irA/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SOpsj0JQ4FI/AAAAAAAAA5k/DpZT8h43irA/s320/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254131277829824594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a wonderful year and I am so excited to see what you will accomplish in the next year. Happy 2nd birthday, Andrew! I love you very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-9077587471331487501?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/9077587471331487501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=9077587471331487501&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/9077587471331487501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/9077587471331487501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-ap.html' title='Happy Birthday, AP'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SOpsj-GMj-I/AAAAAAAAA50/I5_AKieKr4c/s72-c/cuteboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-6255371278497911816</id><published>2008-09-16T19:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T19:29:19.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a difference a week can make!</title><content type='html'>9/9/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SNBOCAs_uUI/AAAAAAAAA3s/ttgsQs4Svng/s1600-h/Picture+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SNBOCAs_uUI/AAAAAAAAA3s/ttgsQs4Svng/s320/Picture+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246779362342058306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SNBOLKTdI0I/AAAAAAAAA4M/_HnAK3y7eRQ/s1600-h/Picture+044.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/16/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SNBOLKTdI0I/AAAAAAAAA4M/_HnAK3y7eRQ/s1600-h/Picture+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SNBOLKTdI0I/AAAAAAAAA4M/_HnAK3y7eRQ/s320/Picture+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246779519538111298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/9/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SNBOB7OABHI/AAAAAAAAA3k/oHsNghduYOg/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SNBOB7OABHI/AAAAAAAAA3k/oHsNghduYOg/s320/Picture+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246779360869876850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SNBOC6MCZKI/AAAAAAAAA38/imyyjUhV4Fs/s1600-h/Picture+037.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/16/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SNBOC6MCZKI/AAAAAAAAA38/imyyjUhV4Fs/s1600-h/Picture+037.jpg"&gt;     &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SNBOC6MCZKI/AAAAAAAAA38/imyyjUhV4Fs/s320/Picture+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246779377773077666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/9/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SNBOCSn-xJI/AAAAAAAAA30/4P0iGwK4R74/s1600-h/Picture+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SNBOCSn-xJI/AAAAAAAAA30/4P0iGwK4R74/s320/Picture+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246779367152862354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SNBOC6MCZKI/AAAAAAAAA38/imyyjUhV4Fs/s1600-h/Picture+037.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/16/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SNBODBqXVXI/AAAAAAAAA4E/f1Nh_o0v3TA/s1600-h/Picture+041.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SNBODBqXVXI/AAAAAAAAA4E/f1Nh_o0v3TA/s320/Picture+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246779379779327346" 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/6367863742773892720-6255371278497911816?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/6255371278497911816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=6255371278497911816&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6255371278497911816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6255371278497911816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-difference-week-can-make.html' title='What a difference a week can make!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SNBOCAs_uUI/AAAAAAAAA3s/ttgsQs4Svng/s72-c/Picture+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-6592992080496262501</id><published>2008-09-13T17:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T17:40:58.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Osler has arrived!</title><content type='html'>Jay Schoonover Osler arrived promptly on his due date, September 11, 2008.  As our doctor commented, he came fast and furiously.  And I might add punctually.  Once he realized it was his due date...he woke Mommy up and was in our arms less than 6 hours later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Family photo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SMxBPgvXNTI/AAAAAAAAA3M/QR25qqDNp7w/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SMxBPgvXNTI/AAAAAAAAA3M/QR25qqDNp7w/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245639400722216242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Osler guys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SMxBP_MyAcI/AAAAAAAAA3U/hLB6BEb4Tq4/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SMxBP_MyAcI/AAAAAAAAA3U/hLB6BEb4Tq4/s320/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245639408898671042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Jays:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SMxBQniW5bI/AAAAAAAAA3c/HulTaD_vhR4/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SMxBQniW5bI/AAAAAAAAA3c/HulTaD_vhR4/s320/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245639419726587314" 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/6367863742773892720-6592992080496262501?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/6592992080496262501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=6592992080496262501&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6592992080496262501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6592992080496262501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/09/baby-osler-has-arrived.html' title='Baby Osler has arrived!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SMxBPgvXNTI/AAAAAAAAA3M/QR25qqDNp7w/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-4725592611153578109</id><published>2008-09-09T10:47:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T10:55:27.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding Pattern...</title><content type='html'>We're still in a holding pattern here waiting for Baby #2 to make his/her official debut. Some fun we've been having to keep ourselves busy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fried Clam dinner at the Elks club Friday night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SMablu1BY4I/AAAAAAAAA2U/CGG4jLFtWww/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SMablu1BY4I/AAAAAAAAA2U/CGG4jLFtWww/s320/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244049888647406466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SMabmNRI2jI/AAAAAAAAA2c/7YGUFu_DkBc/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SMabmNRI2jI/AAAAAAAAA2c/7YGUFu_DkBc/s320/Picture+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244049896818399794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with a BIG BOX that came to our house for Daddy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SMabnfHCM8I/AAAAAAAAA2k/jLW1hr3NjdU/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SMabnfHCM8I/AAAAAAAAA2k/jLW1hr3NjdU/s320/Picture+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244049918787728322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing horsey with Daddy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SMacIXt6LII/AAAAAAAAA3E/DKDmqeM7Bqw/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SMacIXt6LII/AAAAAAAAA3E/DKDmqeM7Bqw/s320/Picture+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244050483738979458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the playground this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SMaboNsp5dI/AAAAAAAAA20/2-zmNGTZXoc/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SMaboNsp5dI/AAAAAAAAA20/2-zmNGTZXoc/s320/Picture+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244049931293550034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SMabuVz7lII/AAAAAAAAA28/tDWLnIy_EWA/s1600-h/Picture+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SMabuVz7lII/AAAAAAAAA28/tDWLnIy_EWA/s320/Picture+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244050036550767746" 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/6367863742773892720-4725592611153578109?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4725592611153578109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4725592611153578109&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4725592611153578109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4725592611153578109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/09/holding-pattern.html' title='Holding Pattern...'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SMablu1BY4I/AAAAAAAAA2U/CGG4jLFtWww/s72-c/Picture+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-1213023350192626809</id><published>2008-09-01T17:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T17:57:07.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MumMum is visiting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SLxyt2d03LI/AAAAAAAAA2M/UwJ0CMYRMpo/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SLxyt2d03LI/AAAAAAAAA2M/UwJ0CMYRMpo/s320/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241190198392708274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MumMum is visiting while we all wait for my baby brother/ sister to arrive.   I am having so much fun playing with my MumMum!  We read together, go for walks, play with blocks.  I'm a lucky boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-1213023350192626809?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/1213023350192626809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=1213023350192626809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/1213023350192626809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/1213023350192626809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/09/mummum-is-visiting.html' title='MumMum is visiting...'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SLxyt2d03LI/AAAAAAAAA2M/UwJ0CMYRMpo/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-3720973270567205980</id><published>2008-08-10T18:00:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T19:16:33.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ94_qzwppI/AAAAAAAAA08/CPjzjaSBiho/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ94_qzwppI/AAAAAAAAA08/CPjzjaSBiho/s320/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233034327246284434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opa's boo-boo...(not fun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ-Cq71mlkI/AAAAAAAAA18/Jl-SmQCOy24/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ-Cq71mlkI/AAAAAAAAA18/Jl-SmQCOy24/s320/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233044966156441154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew saying "boo-boo" (fun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ95AVtkXuI/AAAAAAAAA1M/J_zadlzNI-Y/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ95AVtkXuI/AAAAAAAAA1M/J_zadlzNI-Y/s320/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233034338763038434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling Aunt Erin on her BIRTHDAY! (fun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ95grNeUxI/AAAAAAAAA1k/Lo56qyJ6ji8/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ95grNeUxI/AAAAAAAAA1k/Lo56qyJ6ji8/s320/Picture+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233034894289818386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew brought all of his stuffed animals into Mark's lap for bedtime stories (funny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ95he2ms8I/AAAAAAAAA10/oiuK0jt30XU/s1600-h/Picture+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ95he2ms8I/AAAAAAAAA10/oiuK0jt30XU/s320/Picture+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233034908152542146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping Opa open a birthday present (fun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ-DXfu-oaI/AAAAAAAAA2E/Fy6w4prrWlY/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ-DXfu-oaI/AAAAAAAAA2E/Fy6w4prrWlY/s320/Picture+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233045731706577314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing in the pool with cousins (lots of fun!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Andrew has also taken a strong interest in cooking lately.  He really loves to watch Mark and I cook/bake.  Mark has been patient enough to let him help too.  It's neat to watch and listen to them in the kitchen together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ95A141u9I/AAAAAAAAA1U/TKEAc2WbeDM/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ95A141u9I/AAAAAAAAA1U/TKEAc2WbeDM/s320/Picture+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233034347400248274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutting green peppers for stir-fry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ95gW5gr1I/AAAAAAAAA1c/eMPcEd17UdY/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ95gW5gr1I/AAAAAAAAA1c/eMPcEd17UdY/s320/Picture+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233034888837377874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Placing them in the bowl - aka learning about "mise en place"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ94_MBxFhI/AAAAAAAAA00/yoT8mZZcq7g/s1600-h/Picture+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ94_MBxFhI/AAAAAAAAA00/yoT8mZZcq7g/s320/Picture+089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233034318983534098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly bar-b-que boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Another recent fun thing...I'm getting huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ92OgSRIyI/AAAAAAAAA0U/nJbyi71B3Jc/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ92OgSRIyI/AAAAAAAAA0U/nJbyi71B3Jc/s320/Picture+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233031283584607010" 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/6367863742773892720-3720973270567205980?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/3720973270567205980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=3720973270567205980&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/3720973270567205980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/3720973270567205980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/08/recent-fun.html' title='Recent fun'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SJ94_qzwppI/AAAAAAAAA08/CPjzjaSBiho/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-7864383182283556002</id><published>2008-07-22T09:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:42:59.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandmom and PopPop's visit and the Barnstable County Fair</title><content type='html'>watching e-cards online with PopPop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SIXqVWJyiaI/AAAAAAAAAzs/SwstXqsHoyY/s1600-h/Picture+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SIXqVWJyiaI/AAAAAAAAAzs/SwstXqsHoyY/s320/Picture+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225840595078121890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading with Grandmom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SIXqVpgVGKI/AAAAAAAAAz0/o2K97EJbR0Y/s1600-h/Picture+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SIXqVpgVGKI/AAAAAAAAAz0/o2K97EJbR0Y/s320/Picture+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225840600272935074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to pet a goat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SIXqV4VGp9I/AAAAAAAAAz8/Bz9j7A9XVt0/s1600-h/Picture+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SIXqV4VGp9I/AAAAAAAAAz8/Bz9j7A9XVt0/s320/Picture+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225840604252383186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SIXqhD8ehCI/AAAAAAAAA0E/dZcMDvLxgws/s1600-h/Picture+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SIXqhD8ehCI/AAAAAAAAA0E/dZcMDvLxgws/s320/Picture+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225840796348875810" 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/6367863742773892720-7864383182283556002?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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/_wUwqivEidgg/SIXqVWJyiaI/AAAAAAAAAzs/SwstXqsHoyY/s72-c/Picture+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-7184019573072954389</id><published>2008-07-10T15:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T15:57:44.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vocab</title><content type='html'>Andrew seems to be on the verge of communicating much more eloquently.  Just today he added three new words to his vocabulary...or at least they were new to my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) lawnmower (mow-mower) -  we saw one on our walk this morning...I'm convinced Opa taught him this word.&lt;br /&gt;2) wheelbarrow (wheelbarrow) - I taught him this on our walk this morning...and he picked it up instantly!&lt;br /&gt;3) ocean (ocean) - to refer to his Baby Einstein DVD about the ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add these to his already growing list of words (helicopter, airplane, truck, and FINALLY...Mama!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is very exciting!  I'm looking forward to finding out what more of those sounds he's been saying actually mean.  As Oma pointed out...we've all become fluent in Andrew-speak while waiting for him to "speak our language".  But, we may be getting much closer now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-7184019573072954389?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/7184019573072954389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=7184019573072954389&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/7184019573072954389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/7184019573072954389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/07/vocab.html' title='Vocab'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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-6367863742773892720.post-6925313960861019120</id><published>2008-06-09T12:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:42:59.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My babies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SE1zaMAlg_I/AAAAAAAAAzc/xTtXj9dxhaE/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SE1zaMAlg_I/AAAAAAAAAzc/xTtXj9dxhaE/s320/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209947237675009010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6925313960861019120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6925313960861019120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-babies.html' title='My babies...'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SE1zaMAlg_I/AAAAAAAAAzc/xTtXj9dxhaE/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-7214926509730305254</id><published>2008-06-05T21:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:42:59.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mashpee pool is open...</title><content type='html'>free admission...uncertified lifeguard on duty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SEigz9XIk4I/AAAAAAAAAzE/qaopq7lLCVw/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SEigz9XIk4I/AAAAAAAAAzE/qaopq7lLCVw/s320/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208589783559345026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SEige9XIk1I/AAAAAAAAAys/1myDA7CGvwQ/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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pool is open...'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SEigz9XIk4I/AAAAAAAAAzE/qaopq7lLCVw/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-1166012786165003510</id><published>2008-06-04T20:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:00.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Make room for baby...</title><content type='html'>To accommodate the baby arriving in September, Andrew is moving out of the nursery and in to his own room down the hall. This used to be our computer/ guest room. Thanks to Amy, it is now an adorable room for our little boy. Andrew moved in last Saturday night and seems to like it. He often gives Peter Rabbit a kiss or makes one of his stuffed animals kiss Peter. Here are some photos of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SEdCONXIksI/AAAAAAAAAxk/CFOfjmLeVtg/s1600-h/Picture+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SEdCONXIksI/AAAAAAAAAxk/CFOfjmLeVtg/s320/Picture+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208204305949561538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SEdCOtXIktI/AAAAAAAAAxs/mbHpXuZRLac/s1600-h/Picture+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SEdCOtXIktI/AAAAAAAAAxs/mbHpXuZRLac/s320/Picture+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208204314539496146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SEdCO9XIkuI/AAAAAAAAAx0/6kGJz70Y_vU/s1600-h/Picture+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SEdCO9XIkuI/AAAAAAAAAx0/6kGJz70Y_vU/s320/Picture+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208204318834463458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SEdCPNXIkvI/AAAAAAAAAx8/fo2TLYmVHts/s1600-h/Picture+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SEdCPNXIkvI/AAAAAAAAAx8/fo2TLYmVHts/s320/Picture+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208204323129430770" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/SEdCPdXIkwI/AAAAAAAAAyE/c23gZG5E4GA/s1600-h/Picture+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SEdCPdXIkwI/AAAAAAAAAyE/c23gZG5E4GA/s320/Picture+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208204327424398082" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/SEdC4dXIkzI/AAAAAAAAAyc/0IyzVLtNI1s/s1600-h/Picture+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SEdC4dXIkzI/AAAAAAAAAyc/0IyzVLtNI1s/s320/Picture+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208205031799034674" 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/6367863742773892720-1166012786165003510?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/1166012786165003510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=1166012786165003510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/1166012786165003510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/1166012786165003510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/06/make-room-for-baby.html' title='Make room for baby...'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SEdCONXIksI/AAAAAAAAAxk/CFOfjmLeVtg/s72-c/Picture+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-3645273478680947760</id><published>2008-05-16T07:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:01.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick trip to PA</title><content type='html'>Andrew and I just returned from a week long visit to Pennsylvania.  AP had lots of fun playing with his cousins (dancing, having tea parties, reading), following PopPop everywhere he went, snuggling with MumMum, and chasing Jack-dog around the house.  He also got a huge kick out of wearing the leis PopPop and MumMum got on their recent trip to Hawaii.  Thank you everyone for a truly nice time.   We benefited greatly from the change of scenery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note: Andrew was a real trooper in the car.  Now that he doesn't sleep 5-6 hours out of the 7 hour drive...I was a little worried how it would go.  He did great!  Looked at his books, pointed out all of any cars or trucks that drove by, and sang with Mommy.  Even in a one hour back up delay on the way home he maintained supreme composure.  I'm a lucky Mommy!  Thank goodness for small miracles.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Reading with PopPop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SC2Kzkz8mcI/AAAAAAAAAxU/gG_2htmJ9pc/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SC2Kzkz8mcI/AAAAAAAAAxU/gG_2htmJ9pc/s320/Picture+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200965763342309826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawaiian Mr. T...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SC2Kz0z8mdI/AAAAAAAAAxc/fvrAkJW0Wxs/s1600-h/Picture+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SC2Kz0z8mdI/AAAAAAAAAxc/fvrAkJW0Wxs/s320/Picture+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200965767637277138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting tickled by MumMum (with Patrick)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SC2KMkz8mXI/AAAAAAAAAws/fg-5u9PIx3g/s1600-h/Picture+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SC2KMkz8mXI/AAAAAAAAAws/fg-5u9PIx3g/s320/Picture+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200965093327411570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working in PopPop's garden with Connor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SC2KNUz8mYI/AAAAAAAAAw0/iqnwmbaabrQ/s1600-h/Picture+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SC2KNUz8mYI/AAAAAAAAAw0/iqnwmbaabrQ/s320/Picture+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200965106212313474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly teaching the finer points of baseball to AP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SC2KN0z8mZI/AAAAAAAAAw8/07vyoOT_y4U/s1600-h/Picture+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SC2KN0z8mZI/AAAAAAAAAw8/07vyoOT_y4U/s320/Picture+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200965114802248082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's Day with his Godmother, Amy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SC2KOUz8maI/AAAAAAAAAxE/8tMzho7FYL8/s1600-h/Picture+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SC2KOUz8maI/AAAAAAAAAxE/8tMzho7FYL8/s320/Picture+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200965123392182690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snuggling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SC2FsEz8mRI/AAAAAAAAAv8/NtEkh5li5Oo/s1600-h/Picture+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SC2FsEz8mRI/AAAAAAAAAv8/NtEkh5li5Oo/s320/Picture+086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200960136935151890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading the Sunday paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SC2Fskz8mSI/AAAAAAAAAwE/zNB4L9d4cnU/s1600-h/Picture+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SC2Fskz8mSI/AAAAAAAAAwE/zNB4L9d4cnU/s320/Picture+090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200960145525086498" 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/6367863742773892720-3645273478680947760?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SC2Kzkz8mcI/AAAAAAAAAxU/gG_2htmJ9pc/s72-c/Picture+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-791656999867833414</id><published>2008-05-06T17:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:02.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Haircut</title><content type='html'>Andrew's first REAL haircut. He's had trims by me and a trim by a strange guy at an empty hair salon...but, this was the first time he sat on his own in a barber shop chair and got a complete haircut.  He did great.  He did not enjoy being sprayed with the water bottle but, he did like seeing himself in the mirror, looking at and talking about the cars on his cape and playing with a hair clip. Here are before and after photos. I hardly recognize him! Although, I'm glimpsing the little boy he's becoming. If you thought he looked like an Osler before...what do you think now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCDX8NxaGQI/AAAAAAAAAvc/Dvcq0oFavQY/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCDX8NxaGQI/AAAAAAAAAvc/Dvcq0oFavQY/s320/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197391399474567426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCDX8dxaGRI/AAAAAAAAAvk/ZAgbzkXF4oc/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCDX8dxaGRI/AAAAAAAAAvk/ZAgbzkXF4oc/s320/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197391403769534738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCDX89xaGSI/AAAAAAAAAvs/BgLeFilkzkI/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCDX89xaGSI/AAAAAAAAAvs/BgLeFilkzkI/s320/Picture+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197391412359469346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCDX9NxaGTI/AAAAAAAAAv0/p7DB3KPfLZ0/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCDX9NxaGTI/AAAAAAAAAv0/p7DB3KPfLZ0/s320/Picture+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197391416654436658" 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/6367863742773892720-791656999867833414?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/791656999867833414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=791656999867833414&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/791656999867833414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/791656999867833414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/05/1st-haircut.html' title='1st Haircut'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SCDX8NxaGQI/AAAAAAAAAvc/Dvcq0oFavQY/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-4071401943127931846</id><published>2008-05-06T10:26:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:04.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>April</title><content type='html'>We've recently changed computers so, I don't have access to all of my photos.  But here are few good ones from April.  Grandmom and Pop Pop's visit in the beginning of April, swimming lessons, a turkey fry with Mark's Uncle George Osler and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Popponesset Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB6O9xaGGI/AAAAAAAAAuM/a2IDeV_TS7s/s1600-h/Picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB6O9xaGGI/AAAAAAAAAuM/a2IDeV_TS7s/s320/Picture+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197288367504103522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB6PNxaGHI/AAAAAAAAAuU/SCnOU-DSieg/s1600-h/Picture+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB6PNxaGHI/AAAAAAAAAuU/SCnOU-DSieg/s320/Picture+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197288371799070834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB6PdxaGII/AAAAAAAAAuc/5TGiTOOnGlU/s1600-h/Picture+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB6PdxaGII/AAAAAAAAAuc/5TGiTOOnGlU/s320/Picture+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197288376094038146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little footprints...little shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB6P9xaGJI/AAAAAAAAAuk/7jlIqAVpwO0/s1600-h/Picture+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB6P9xaGJI/AAAAAAAAAuk/7jlIqAVpwO0/s320/Picture+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197288384683972754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New hat from Aunt Amy...&lt;br /&gt;looking like a bruiser from South Boston in this photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB6QNxaGKI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZFHfhRAvH7w/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB6QNxaGKI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZFHfhRAvH7w/s320/Picture+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197288388978940066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB5cNxaGCI/AAAAAAAAAts/BefdyWI8EOE/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB5cNxaGCI/AAAAAAAAAts/BefdyWI8EOE/s320/Picture+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197287495625742370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to spin the lane rope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB5cdxaGDI/AAAAAAAAAt0/3U3zrvee8IM/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB5cdxaGDI/AAAAAAAAAt0/3U3zrvee8IM/s320/Picture+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197287499920709682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB5c9xaGEI/AAAAAAAAAt8/_0dAahSksOs/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB5c9xaGEI/AAAAAAAAAt8/_0dAahSksOs/s320/Picture+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197287508510644290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Pop Pop...good, good...bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB5dNxaGFI/AAAAAAAAAuE/yR_t8pWWNsk/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB5dNxaGFI/AAAAAAAAAuE/yR_t8pWWNsk/s320/Picture+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197287512805611602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checking his stocks on Oma &amp;amp; Opa's computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB679xaGMI/AAAAAAAAAu8/t3PSjrCS2pg/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB679xaGMI/AAAAAAAAAu8/t3PSjrCS2pg/s320/Picture+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197289140598216898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TURKEY FRY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anticipation building....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB68dxaGNI/AAAAAAAAAvE/IKvaebdRy6M/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB68dxaGNI/AAAAAAAAAvE/IKvaebdRy6M/s320/Picture+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197289149188151506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle George lowering the first turkey&lt;br /&gt;(incidentally, he got the idea to put a funnel on his head from Andrew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB689xaGOI/AAAAAAAAAvM/SySWD3zv6T8/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB689xaGOI/AAAAAAAAAvM/SySWD3zv6T8/s320/Picture+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197289157778086114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coloring with Daddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB69NxaGPI/AAAAAAAAAvU/25WQVJt4mIY/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB69NxaGPI/AAAAAAAAAvU/25WQVJt4mIY/s320/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197289162073053426" 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/6367863742773892720-4071401943127931846?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4071401943127931846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4071401943127931846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4071401943127931846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4071401943127931846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/05/april.html' title='April'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/SCB6O9xaGGI/AAAAAAAAAuM/a2IDeV_TS7s/s72-c/Picture+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-1291205794342941103</id><published>2008-05-02T15:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T15:23:31.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome!</title><content type='html'>Thanks for coming to check out the new blog.  As you can see, I was able to transfer all previous posts and links over to this site.  This made me very happy!  I will be updating soon with some pictures from April to include Andrew's first swim lesson!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-1291205794342941103?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/1291205794342941103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=1291205794342941103&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/1291205794342941103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/1291205794342941103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/05/welcome.html' title='Welcome!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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-6367863742773892720.post-4339664968444402360</id><published>2008-03-25T11:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:04.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly photos and a new buddy</title><content type='html'>I (mommy) recently gave Andrew another haircut.  I think I need to ask Mark to give him a shave.  Check out that beard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R-ktmsWYN6I/AAAAAAAAAsM/DwNwLpNyk-c/s1600-h/IMG_4099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R-ktmsWYN6I/AAAAAAAAAsM/DwNwLpNyk-c/s320/IMG_4099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181722989029767074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future member of Pi Kappa Alpha???  (I swear this photo was not posed.  Andrew put Mark's hat on backwards and headed into the kitchen.  We heard him wrestling with something and found him hauling a case of empties towards the living room.  True story.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R-kt8MWYN8I/AAAAAAAAAsc/5h8GIoddCV8/s1600-h/Img_4044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R-kt8MWYN8I/AAAAAAAAAsc/5h8GIoddCV8/s320/Img_4044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181723358396954562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome Hayden Bryant Ruthven! Congrats to Trey, Lindsay &amp;amp; Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R-ktnsWYN7I/AAAAAAAAAsU/Gzj6Kwz3Hl8/s1600-h/Img_4124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R-ktnsWYN7I/AAAAAAAAAsU/Gzj6Kwz3Hl8/s320/Img_4124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181723006209636274" 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/6367863742773892720-4339664968444402360?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4339664968444402360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4339664968444402360&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4339664968444402360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4339664968444402360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/03/silly-photos-and-new-buddy.html' title='Silly photos and a new buddy'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/R-ktmsWYN6I/AAAAAAAAAsM/DwNwLpNyk-c/s72-c/IMG_4099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-7020264626874860102</id><published>2008-03-25T11:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:05.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>We had a lovely Easter this year.  There was a basket from the Easter Bunny, we went to church and Oma &amp;amp; Opa, Aunt Erin, Uncle Dan, Duncan and Ivy came to our house for dinner.  Everyone had a lot of fun.  We even got to play outside!  Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R-kracWYN3I/AAAAAAAAAr0/4nl8mopa-Co/s1600-h/IMG_4102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R-kracWYN3I/AAAAAAAAAr0/4nl8mopa-Co/s320/IMG_4102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181720579553113970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Easter basket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R-krasWYN4I/AAAAAAAAAr8/gXbO7Aou4s4/s1600-h/IMG_4104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R-krasWYN4I/AAAAAAAAAr8/gXbO7Aou4s4/s320/IMG_4104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181720583848081282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R-kqwcWYNyI/AAAAAAAAArM/T1wRYrMCdvU/s1600-h/IMG_4108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R-kqwcWYNyI/AAAAAAAAArM/T1wRYrMCdvU/s320/IMG_4108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181719857998608162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping Daddy in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R-kqwsWYNzI/AAAAAAAAArU/3VtxBJRL4bQ/s1600-h/IMG_4110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R-kqwsWYNzI/AAAAAAAAArU/3VtxBJRL4bQ/s320/IMG_4110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181719862293575474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AP and Oma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R-kqxMWYN0I/AAAAAAAAArc/InuF9aTxhyI/s1600-h/Img_4116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R-kqxMWYN0I/AAAAAAAAArc/InuF9aTxhyI/s320/Img_4116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181719870883510082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R-kqycWYN1I/AAAAAAAAArk/Ys79tLtQQrM/s1600-h/IMG_4121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R-kqycWYN1I/AAAAAAAAArk/Ys79tLtQQrM/s320/IMG_4121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181719892358346578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy boy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-7020264626874860102?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/7020264626874860102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=7020264626874860102&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/7020264626874860102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/7020264626874860102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/R-kracWYN3I/AAAAAAAAAr0/4nl8mopa-Co/s72-c/IMG_4102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-1789787018298460606</id><published>2008-03-11T14:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:06.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring ???</title><content type='html'>It can't be. Mommy tells me Spring doesn't start until mid-June 'round these parts. Still, we're starting to get a whiff of Spring! Yesterday, Oma took Aunt Erin, Ivy, Mommy and me to the New England Flower Show. It was a lot of fun. We saw lots of pretty flowers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R9bhWTr_ErI/AAAAAAAAAq8/_CCf7-GGcAU/s1600-h/Img_4063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R9bhWTr_ErI/AAAAAAAAAq8/_CCf7-GGcAU/s320/Img_4063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176572595067097778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Froggies among the lillies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R9bhJzr_EpI/AAAAAAAAAqs/BGsWqxNOpc8/s1600-h/IMG_4066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R9bhJzr_EpI/AAAAAAAAAqs/BGsWqxNOpc8/s320/IMG_4066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176572380318732946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turtle in the daffodills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I saw my buddies out sunbathing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R9bhKTr_EqI/AAAAAAAAAq0/nQYGw0zNdPw/s1600-h/IMG_4067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R9bhKTr_EqI/AAAAAAAAAq0/nQYGw0zNdPw/s320/IMG_4067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176572388908667554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roscoe, Lavender Lab and Percy catching some rays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, we played outside for over an hour without my hands turning to ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R9bgmjr_EkI/AAAAAAAAAqE/JRUGWkz4ChU/s1600-h/Img_4076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R9bgmjr_EkI/AAAAAAAAAqE/JRUGWkz4ChU/s320/Img_4076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176571774728344130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R9bgnTr_ElI/AAAAAAAAAqM/L2CzYVlFLSs/s1600-h/Img_4077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R9bgnTr_ElI/AAAAAAAAAqM/L2CzYVlFLSs/s320/Img_4077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176571787613246034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R9bgoDr_EmI/AAAAAAAAAqU/etgQXZiq4BQ/s1600-h/Img_4082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R9bgoDr_EmI/AAAAAAAAAqU/etgQXZiq4BQ/s320/Img_4082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176571800498147938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R9bgojr_EnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/u-WnoOqEInM/s1600-h/Img_4087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R9bgojr_EnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/u-WnoOqEInM/s320/Img_4087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176571809088082546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only came in because Mommy said she was getting tired.  Personally, I could have stayed out all afternoon.  I love being outside!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-1789787018298460606?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/1789787018298460606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=1789787018298460606&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/1789787018298460606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/1789787018298460606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring.html' title='Spring ???'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/R9bhWTr_ErI/AAAAAAAAAq8/_CCf7-GGcAU/s72-c/Img_4063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-4782320648773801240</id><published>2008-02-14T10:52:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:07.432-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R7RnZqQM9BI/AAAAAAAAAp8/P0MPYGOdCRM/s1600-h/IMG_3997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R7RnZqQM9BI/AAAAAAAAAp8/P0MPYGOdCRM/s320/IMG_3997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166868363037438994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R7RmWaQM8-I/AAAAAAAAApk/8qFJbUBfTLY/s1600-h/IMG_3998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R7RmWaQM8-I/AAAAAAAAApk/8qFJbUBfTLY/s320/IMG_3998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166867207691236322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R7RkNqQM84I/AAAAAAAAAo0/R1vKKIrCqAc/s1600-h/IMG_3994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R7RkNqQM84I/AAAAAAAAAo0/R1vKKIrCqAc/s320/IMG_3994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166864858344125314" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/R7RkQKQM87I/AAAAAAAAApM/Z19DHWZvYnU/s1600-h/IMG_4005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R7RkQKQM87I/AAAAAAAAApM/Z19DHWZvYnU/s320/IMG_4005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166864901293798322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Andrew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-4782320648773801240?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4782320648773801240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4782320648773801240&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4782320648773801240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4782320648773801240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-st-valentines-day.html' title='Happy St. Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/R7RnZqQM9BI/AAAAAAAAAp8/P0MPYGOdCRM/s72-c/IMG_3997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-5018370571947833003</id><published>2007-12-25T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:09.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>'Twas the Night Before Chistmas...(not interested)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3KAusqYCDI/AAAAAAAAAoM/gxoaM8O8YnE/s1600-h/IMG_3935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3KAusqYCDI/AAAAAAAAAoM/gxoaM8O8YnE/s320/IMG_3935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148318863789131826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peek-a-boo puppies...very interested!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3J_zMqYB5I/AAAAAAAAAm8/OyVrKwmeyBo/s1600-h/IMG_3939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3J_zMqYB5I/AAAAAAAAAm8/OyVrKwmeyBo/s320/IMG_3939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148317841586915218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no trouble at all opening my own gifts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3KB88qYCEI/AAAAAAAAAoU/IvX-JLz6f_c/s1600-h/IMG_3946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3KB88qYCEI/AAAAAAAAAoU/IvX-JLz6f_c/s320/IMG_3946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148320208113895490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3KChcqYCGI/AAAAAAAAAok/evvd8eZ9cn4/s1600-h/IMG_3947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3KChcqYCGI/AAAAAAAAAok/evvd8eZ9cn4/s320/IMG_3947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148320835179120738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little help from Daddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3J_zcqYB6I/AAAAAAAAAnE/LeQ1GN8Hsi0/s1600-h/IMG_3949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3J_zcqYB6I/AAAAAAAAAnE/LeQ1GN8Hsi0/s320/IMG_3949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148317845881882530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved my new fleece sweatshirt...I had to put it on right away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3J_0MqYB8I/AAAAAAAAAnU/5AKB1dNDAxg/s1600-h/IMG_3950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3J_0MqYB8I/AAAAAAAAAnU/5AKB1dNDAxg/s320/IMG_3950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148317858766784450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking out my doggie slippers from Grandmom &amp;amp; PopPop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3KATsqYB9I/AAAAAAAAAnc/toULmbEJpOg/s1600-h/IMG_3954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3KATsqYB9I/AAAAAAAAAnc/toULmbEJpOg/s320/IMG_3954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148318399932663762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big present from Santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3KAT8qYB-I/AAAAAAAAAnk/G7pEYVLjEcY/s1600-h/IMG_3955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3KAT8qYB-I/AAAAAAAAAnk/G7pEYVLjEcY/s320/IMG_3955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148318404227631074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3KAUcqYB_I/AAAAAAAAAns/JsebDa0ObPA/s1600-h/IMG_3958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3KAUcqYB_I/AAAAAAAAAns/JsebDa0ObPA/s320/IMG_3958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148318412817565682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new puppy and farm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3KAUsqYCAI/AAAAAAAAAn0/SGITItEYFvM/s1600-h/IMG_3959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3KAUsqYCAI/AAAAAAAAAn0/SGITItEYFvM/s320/IMG_3959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148318417112532994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody couldn't wait for me to take my morning nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3KAU8qYCBI/AAAAAAAAAn8/Rjb2jD4Bqmg/s1600-h/IMG_3964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R3KAU8qYCBI/AAAAAAAAAn8/Rjb2jD4Bqmg/s320/IMG_3964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148318421407500306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-5018370571947833003?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/5018370571947833003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=5018370571947833003&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/5018370571947833003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/5018370571947833003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/R3KAusqYCDI/AAAAAAAAAoM/gxoaM8O8YnE/s72-c/IMG_3935.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-6885099157130586173</id><published>2007-12-17T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:10.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting in the festive mood...</title><content type='html'>To help get in a festive mood, we went to see the Spectacle of Lights at Heritage Gardens last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aNSqUlOZI/AAAAAAAAAmU/1n5Qiou8j2g/s1600-h/IMG_3867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aNSqUlOZI/AAAAAAAAAmU/1n5Qiou8j2g/s320/IMG_3867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144954976055146898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty cold that night...luckily I was all bundled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aNSKUlOXI/AAAAAAAAAmE/msNX_tlAyMk/s1600-h/Img_3863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aNSKUlOXI/AAAAAAAAAmE/msNX_tlAyMk/s320/Img_3863.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144954967465212274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat on Santa's lap.  We were in the back seat of an antique car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aNSqUlOYI/AAAAAAAAAmM/xUQPDA_5Bp8/s1600-h/IMG_3866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aNSqUlOYI/AAAAAAAAAmM/xUQPDA_5Bp8/s320/IMG_3866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144954976055146882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we rode the carousel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aNTaUlOaI/AAAAAAAAAmc/V_UaNID2RlQ/s1600-h/IMG_3874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aNTaUlOaI/AAAAAAAAAmc/V_UaNID2RlQ/s320/IMG_3874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144954988940048802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aNTqUlObI/AAAAAAAAAmk/mbZSIO6iVKA/s1600-h/IMG_3876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aNTqUlObI/AAAAAAAAAmk/mbZSIO6iVKA/s320/IMG_3876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144954993235016114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a big help to Mommy and Daddy this past weekend too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking out a tree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aMoaUlOUI/AAAAAAAAAls/b6SjHHMj_tY/s1600-h/Img_3891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aMoaUlOUI/AAAAAAAAAls/b6SjHHMj_tY/s320/Img_3891.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144954250205673794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aMn6UlOTI/AAAAAAAAAlk/-kGDMjn5sjg/s1600-h/Img_3893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aMn6UlOTI/AAAAAAAAAlk/-kGDMjn5sjg/s320/Img_3893.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144954241615739186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decorating the house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aOg6UlOcI/AAAAAAAAAms/HnM1T1bddfg/s1600-h/IMG_3860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aOg6UlOcI/AAAAAAAAAms/HnM1T1bddfg/s320/IMG_3860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144956320379910594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrapping presents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aMpKUlOWI/AAAAAAAAAl8/xAq12OnOCnc/s1600-h/IMG_3885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aMpKUlOWI/AAAAAAAAAl8/xAq12OnOCnc/s320/IMG_3885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144954263090575714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aMo6UlOVI/AAAAAAAAAl0/jDMZOPgRfQk/s1600-h/Img_3886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aMo6UlOVI/AAAAAAAAAl0/jDMZOPgRfQk/s320/Img_3886.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144954258795608402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taste-testing the cookies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aMnaUlOSI/AAAAAAAAAlc/-429Sxwue70/s1600-h/IMG_3898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aMnaUlOSI/AAAAAAAAAlc/-429Sxwue70/s320/IMG_3898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144954233025804578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're ready for Christmas!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-6885099157130586173?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/6885099157130586173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=6885099157130586173&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6885099157130586173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6885099157130586173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2007/12/getting-in-festive-mood.html' title='Getting in the festive mood...'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/R2aNSqUlOZI/AAAAAAAAAmU/1n5Qiou8j2g/s72-c/IMG_3867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-1720664360152700924</id><published>2007-12-05T19:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:12.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>November</title><content type='html'>Hangin' out with Mommy in the morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1dAN_1OZ8I/AAAAAAAAAkk/u1hnS9cE7J0/s1600-h/IMG_3635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1dAN_1OZ8I/AAAAAAAAAkk/u1hnS9cE7J0/s320/IMG_3635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140648108883863490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surveying the damage of Hurricane Noel in Chatham:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1dAOP1OZ9I/AAAAAAAAAks/GW5bUL11qq4/s1600-h/IMG_3648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1dAOP1OZ9I/AAAAAAAAAks/GW5bUL11qq4/s320/IMG_3648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140648113178830802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A visit to PA) - great minds getting together:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1dAOf1OZ-I/AAAAAAAAAk0/lZaluSzBCq4/s1600-h/IMG_3677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1dAOf1OZ-I/AAAAAAAAAk0/lZaluSzBCq4/s320/IMG_3677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140648117473798114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit to Lehigh University:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1dAOv1OZ_I/AAAAAAAAAk8/GYubzGAxtjU/s1600-h/IMG_3694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1dAOv1OZ_I/AAAAAAAAAk8/GYubzGAxtjU/s320/IMG_3694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140648121768765426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew reclining in Fiona's bean bag chair:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1dAO_1OaAI/AAAAAAAAAlE/8xmxYMfuyVA/s1600-h/IMG_3714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1dAO_1OaAI/AAAAAAAAAlE/8xmxYMfuyVA/s320/IMG_3714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140648126063732738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeding Tostitos to Jackdog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1c_q_1OZ3I/AAAAAAAAAj8/XcBoG4vjU6w/s1600-h/IMG_3743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1c_q_1OZ3I/AAAAAAAAAj8/XcBoG4vjU6w/s320/IMG_3743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140647507588441970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playdate with Ben:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1c_rP1OZ4I/AAAAAAAAAkE/bqffa36-8CI/s1600-h/IMG_3747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1c_rP1OZ4I/AAAAAAAAAkE/bqffa36-8CI/s320/IMG_3747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140647511883409282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Shubhra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1c_rf1OZ5I/AAAAAAAAAkM/ycDE0RaY-vE/s1600-h/IMG_3751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1c_rf1OZ5I/AAAAAAAAAkM/ycDE0RaY-vE/s320/IMG_3751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140647516178376594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Massachusetts, Andrew had his first haircut by Mommy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1c_sP1OZ7I/AAAAAAAAAkc/CvJf6cMhJ-w/s1600-h/IMG_3765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1c_sP1OZ7I/AAAAAAAAAkc/CvJf6cMhJ-w/s320/IMG_3765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140647529063278514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1c_rv1OZ6I/AAAAAAAAAkU/-kbakcB-M_Y/s1600-h/IMG_3764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1c_rv1OZ6I/AAAAAAAAAkU/-kbakcB-M_Y/s320/IMG_3764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140647520473343906" 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/6367863742773892720-1720664360152700924?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/1720664360152700924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=1720664360152700924&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/1720664360152700924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/1720664360152700924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2007/12/november.html' title='November'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/R1dAN_1OZ8I/AAAAAAAAAkk/u1hnS9cE7J0/s72-c/IMG_3635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-2059178645757874191</id><published>2007-12-05T17:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:13.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>October</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since any photos have been posted here.  A look at October:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew's 1st birthday party:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1cpuP1OZ2I/AAAAAAAAAj0/vxRJQr9TVsg/s1600-h/cuteboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1cpuP1OZ2I/AAAAAAAAAj0/vxRJQr9TVsg/s320/cuteboy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140623374167205730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona taught Andrew what to do when someone puts cake in front of you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1cpH_1OZyI/AAAAAAAAAjU/0hFFnX61MSI/s1600-h/cakesmell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1cpH_1OZyI/AAAAAAAAAjU/0hFFnX61MSI/s320/cakesmell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140622717037209378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1cpHv1OZwI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Mq_4qft1Znc/s1600-h/cake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1cpHv1OZwI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Mq_4qft1Znc/s320/cake2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140622712742242050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My quick learner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1cpH_1OZxI/AAAAAAAAAjM/XPcXzSB1Jfc/s1600-h/cake3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1cpH_1OZxI/AAAAAAAAAjM/XPcXzSB1Jfc/s320/cake3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140622717037209362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oslerwurst '07: Andrew in his lederhosen and alpine hat...shown here with PopPop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1cpHf1OZvI/AAAAAAAAAi8/q7sW63pHnOM/s1600-h/lederhosen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1cpHf1OZvI/AAAAAAAAAi8/q7sW63pHnOM/s320/lederhosen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140622708447274738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down to PA to meet Nathaniel Christopher:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1dBev1OaBI/AAAAAAAAAlM/y6hQmVkhILk/s1600-h/IMG_3558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1dBev1OaBI/AAAAAAAAAlM/y6hQmVkhILk/s320/IMG_3558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140649496158300178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi buddy, I'm your cousin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1dBgf1OaCI/AAAAAAAAAlU/2qOfGT54Yss/s1600-h/IMG_3581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1dBgf1OaCI/AAAAAAAAAlU/2qOfGT54Yss/s320/IMG_3581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140649526223071266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visiting Daddy at "work"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1cpIP1OZzI/AAAAAAAAAjc/oKYPt9qq-Cw/s1600-h/one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1cpIP1OZzI/AAAAAAAAAjc/oKYPt9qq-Cw/s320/one.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140622721332176690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew helped enter the GPS coordinates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1cpS_1OZ1I/AAAAAAAAAjs/uXRnubjJLlk/s1600-h/six.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1cpS_1OZ1I/AAAAAAAAAjs/uXRnubjJLlk/s320/six.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140622906015770450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1cpS_1OZ0I/AAAAAAAAAjk/6CQXZ-0k1HM/s1600-h/Img_3629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/R1cpS_1OZ0I/AAAAAAAAAjk/6CQXZ-0k1HM/s320/Img_3629.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140622906015770434" 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/6367863742773892720-2059178645757874191?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/2059178645757874191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=2059178645757874191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/2059178645757874191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/2059178645757874191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2007/12/october.html' title='October'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/R1cpuP1OZ2I/AAAAAAAAAj0/vxRJQr9TVsg/s72-c/cuteboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-1516522215764950740</id><published>2007-10-08T06:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:14.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All sugar'd up!</title><content type='html'>Now, we'll have no trouble getting Andrew into his highchair. He thinks there will be either donuts or cake served when he's sitting there. I guess we should get to work on our broccoli cake and green bean donut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RwoWoF1FpqI/AAAAAAAAAik/scRt0yJrPt8/s1600-h/IMG_3372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118928804475414178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RwoWoF1FpqI/AAAAAAAAAik/scRt0yJrPt8/s320/IMG_3372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RwoWoV1FprI/AAAAAAAAAis/tvEHcIXUgGo/s1600-h/IMG_3373.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mmmmm...phillies donut (the official donut of the Red Sox)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RwoWo11FpsI/AAAAAAAAAi0/zcTnqv2lv58/s1600-h/IMG_3428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118928817360316098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RwoWo11FpsI/AAAAAAAAAi0/zcTnqv2lv58/s320/IMG_3428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puppy dog birthday cake&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-1516522215764950740?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/1516522215764950740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=1516522215764950740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/1516522215764950740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/1516522215764950740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2007/10/all-sugard-up.html' title='All sugar&apos;d up!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/RwoWoF1FpqI/AAAAAAAAAik/scRt0yJrPt8/s72-c/IMG_3372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-4745498408323524486</id><published>2007-10-04T12:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:15.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, AP</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dear Andrew,&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Happy 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; Birthday!&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can still feel my emotions from one year ago today.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was completely overwhelmed with joy, pride (and relief).&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;I was so relieved to be done pushing…I forgot to look for your face.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You were whisked away from me and I just looked up at the ceiling, smiled and cried.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I remember saying “Oh, my God” over and over.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And “We have a baby.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course, I knew you were a boy…I had consulted the crystal and Oma had done some tests, plus one of the housekeepers at the hospital told me I would have a boy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, I wasn’t surprised when Dr. Cabe said, “It’s a boy”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Once you were cleaned up and checked out, a nurse placed you on my chest and in my arms.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I couldn’t believe I was holding you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RwUnFV1FpiI/AAAAAAAAAhk/VrR0aOL6SuU/s1600-h/IMG_0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RwUnFV1FpiI/AAAAAAAAAhk/VrR0aOL6SuU/s320/IMG_0451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117539524289078818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in all of the commotion and emotion, after we had nursed for the first time, you were taken to the nursery to get a blood test (or something…sorry I don’t remember).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And it wasn’t until then that I realized I hadn’t studied your face.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I asked your Daddy if he knew what you looked like.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Would he know if they brought us someone else and not our baby boy?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was panicked.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How were you able to turn my life upside down in less than 3 hours!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how you have changed my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I never knew what being a mother would be.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I thought about it, I read about it, I talked to other mothers about it, and I prayed about it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, I have to tell you this has been nothing like what I expected and greater than any experience I have had to date.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are a true blessing and I love watching over you and watching you grow.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am so proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RwUoG11FpoI/AAAAAAAAAiU/KavS06eB4WE/s1600-h/Img_0534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RwUoG11FpoI/AAAAAAAAAiU/KavS06eB4WE/s320/Img_0534.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117540649570510466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RwUn3l1FpnI/AAAAAAAAAiM/VzEuMVjJTyw/s1600-h/IMG_1534.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RwUosV1FppI/AAAAAAAAAic/kY-o6pg9bMM/s1600-h/IMG_1534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RwUosV1FppI/AAAAAAAAAic/kY-o6pg9bMM/s320/IMG_1534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117541293815604882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RwUnGV1FpmI/AAAAAAAAAiE/PgL27teTLzQ/s1600-h/IMG_3176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RwUnGV1FpmI/AAAAAAAAAiE/PgL27teTLzQ/s320/IMG_3176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117539541468948066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been proud to be Grandmom and PopPop’s daughter.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have been proud to be Uncle Chris and Uncle Mike’s sister.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have been proud to be your father’s wife.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;None of these compare to the pride I feel as your mother.  And I am bowled over when I see someone else’s face in yours.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have seen your father and myself sometimes in there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Usually, I see your cousins and my cousins in your face.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s amazing.  I feel so proud to have connected you to the Holland/McDevitt and Osler/Self family trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Andrew Patrick, you are my special, special boy, my pride and joy. &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh, how I love you…I’m so glad we got you.  I am grateful to God that He sent you to us.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RwUnF11FplI/AAAAAAAAAh8/PA14FWG7lNA/s1600-h/IMG_2446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RwUnF11FplI/AAAAAAAAAh8/PA14FWG7lNA/s320/IMG_2446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117539532879013458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;   Happy 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; birthday, Andrew.     I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;Mommy  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-4745498408323524486?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/4745498408323524486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=4745498408323524486&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4745498408323524486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/4745498408323524486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday-ap.html' title='Happy Birthday, AP'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/RwUnFV1FpiI/AAAAAAAAAhk/VrR0aOL6SuU/s72-c/IMG_0451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-5139300343170253316</id><published>2007-09-21T12:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:16.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RvQDjl1FpgI/AAAAAAAAAhU/6rWj87X6z-M/s1600-h/IMG_3176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RvQDjl1FpgI/AAAAAAAAAhU/6rWj87X6z-M/s320/IMG_3176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112715386957440514" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/RvQDj11FphI/AAAAAAAAAhc/3LYGWcVqlwQ/s1600-h/IMG_3232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RvQDj11FphI/AAAAAAAAAhc/3LYGWcVqlwQ/s320/IMG_3232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112715391252407826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RvQDTV1FpbI/AAAAAAAAAgs/JJYGUvvM3jc/s1600-h/IMG_3264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RvQDTV1FpbI/AAAAAAAAAgs/JJYGUvvM3jc/s320/IMG_3264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112715107784566194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RvQDTl1FpcI/AAAAAAAAAg0/PMTVjdtI-Js/s1600-h/IMG_3269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RvQDTl1FpcI/AAAAAAAAAg0/PMTVjdtI-Js/s320/IMG_3269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112715112079533506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RvQDTl1FpdI/AAAAAAAAAg8/TRk2_0B-uIk/s1600-h/IMG_3276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RvQDTl1FpdI/AAAAAAAAAg8/TRk2_0B-uIk/s320/IMG_3276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112715112079533522" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/RvQDT11FpeI/AAAAAAAAAhE/FtH21Xbf84k/s1600-h/IMG_3278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RvQDT11FpeI/AAAAAAAAAhE/FtH21Xbf84k/s320/IMG_3278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112715116374500834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RvQDUF1FpfI/AAAAAAAAAhM/HSXXLKuBen0/s1600-h/IMG_3331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RvQDUF1FpfI/AAAAAAAAAhM/HSXXLKuBen0/s320/IMG_3331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112715120669468146" 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/6367863742773892720-5139300343170253316?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/5139300343170253316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=5139300343170253316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/5139300343170253316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/5139300343170253316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2007/09/family-vacation.html' title='Family Vacation'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/RvQDjl1FpgI/AAAAAAAAAhU/6rWj87X6z-M/s72-c/IMG_3176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-3148996592557118621</id><published>2007-09-17T16:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:16.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'>E-A-G-L-E-S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ru7yfnxBu_I/AAAAAAAAAgc/Q8zlQU8a79Q/s1600-h/Img_3338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ru7yfnxBu_I/AAAAAAAAAgc/Q8zlQU8a79Q/s320/Img_3338.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111289252176575474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew and I are all geared up for the Eagles game tonight.  We missed watching their season opener because we were on family vacation (photos to be posted this week, I promise).  I know ugh.  So, tonight we get to see our team on national TV...yay!  Will Andrew be allowed to stay up half an hour extra tonight to see kickoff?  Will Maureen make it past halftime?  Sources say TiVo will be on call tonight.  Go Eagles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ru7ygHxBvAI/AAAAAAAAAgk/_1AkW0Ug6Xs/s1600-h/Img_3341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ru7ygHxBvAI/AAAAAAAAAgk/_1AkW0Ug6Xs/s320/Img_3341.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111289260766510082" 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/6367863742773892720-3148996592557118621?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/3148996592557118621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=3148996592557118621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/3148996592557118621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/3148996592557118621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2007/09/e-g-l-e-s.html' title='E-A-G-L-E-S'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/Ru7yfnxBu_I/AAAAAAAAAgc/Q8zlQU8a79Q/s72-c/Img_3338.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-6031985326448385383</id><published>2007-08-31T09:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:17.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>August</title><content type='html'>On August 1, my cousin Patrick Kieran was born.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and I went to Pennsylvania to meet him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RtgiUNH8CrI/AAAAAAAAAfs/qxTdzDSf-dI/s1600-h/IMG_2828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RtgiUNH8CrI/AAAAAAAAAfs/qxTdzDSf-dI/s320/IMG_2828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104867908140141234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were there, Uncle Mike took us to the pool.&lt;br /&gt;Check out the cool fish I got to float on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RtgiUNH8CsI/AAAAAAAAAf0/DaLkaQps-L0/s1600-h/IMG_2845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RtgiUNH8CsI/AAAAAAAAAf0/DaLkaQps-L0/s320/IMG_2845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104867908140141250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Uncle Mike and Fiona after our swim.  (PS - Fiona is a really good swimmer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RtgiUdH8CtI/AAAAAAAAAf8/fsUpVk-Ucf8/s1600-h/IMG_2849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RtgiUdH8CtI/AAAAAAAAAf8/fsUpVk-Ucf8/s320/IMG_2849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104867912435108562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At our playground, swinging with Daddy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Rtgic9H8CuI/AAAAAAAAAgE/fExuu2eE4pk/s1600-h/IMG_2860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Rtgic9H8CuI/AAAAAAAAAgE/fExuu2eE4pk/s320/IMG_2860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104868058463996642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to watch kids play and I like to yell to them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RtgiCNH8CmI/AAAAAAAAAfE/G4ylNnjd9W4/s1600-h/IMG_2864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RtgiCNH8CmI/AAAAAAAAAfE/G4ylNnjd9W4/s320/IMG_2864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104867598902495842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RtgiCdH8CnI/AAAAAAAAAfM/b1599B0pbn4/s1600-h/IMG_2905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RtgiCdH8CnI/AAAAAAAAAfM/b1599B0pbn4/s320/IMG_2905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104867603197463154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chillin':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RtgiCtH8CoI/AAAAAAAAAfU/xXcPONMruNg/s1600-h/IMG_2939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RtgiCtH8CoI/AAAAAAAAAfU/xXcPONMruNg/s320/IMG_2939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104867607492430466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Mommy and I had lunch at Oma &amp; Opa's house.&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Erin, Duncan and Ivy were there too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RtgiC9H8CpI/AAAAAAAAAfc/JnvChtwZbU8/s1600-h/IMG_2957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RtgiC9H8CpI/AAAAAAAAAfc/JnvChtwZbU8/s320/IMG_2957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104867611787397778" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/RtgiDNH8CqI/AAAAAAAAAfk/opyT890Y-VI/s1600-h/IMG_2959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RtgiDNH8CqI/AAAAAAAAAfk/opyT890Y-VI/s320/IMG_2959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104867616082365090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, do I love my doggie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RtghpNH8CjI/AAAAAAAAAes/4hMR75aMjj0/s1600-h/IMG_2883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RtghpNH8CjI/AAAAAAAAAes/4hMR75aMjj0/s320/IMG_2883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104867169405766194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RtghptH8CkI/AAAAAAAAAe0/0XM_i_w1gYQ/s1600-h/IMG_2914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RtghptH8CkI/AAAAAAAAAe0/0XM_i_w1gYQ/s320/IMG_2914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104867177995700802" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/RtghqNH8ClI/AAAAAAAAAe8/RMHEmwvb1Io/s1600-h/IMG_2944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RtghqNH8ClI/AAAAAAAAAe8/RMHEmwvb1Io/s320/IMG_2944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104867186585635410" 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/6367863742773892720-6031985326448385383?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/6031985326448385383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=6031985326448385383&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6031985326448385383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6031985326448385383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2007/08/august.html' title='August'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/RtgiUNH8CrI/AAAAAAAAAfs/qxTdzDSf-dI/s72-c/IMG_2828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-533117934854708362</id><published>2007-08-02T05:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:20.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>July</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=""&gt;Osler men:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuu7HyvwI/AAAAAAAAAd8/tOLDIGKTiQI/s1600-h/IMG_2623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuu7HyvwI/AAAAAAAAAd8/tOLDIGKTiQI/s320/IMG_2623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094044774700334850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew at Family Fun Friday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuu7HyvxI/AAAAAAAAAeE/hvCrRYxanB4/s1600-h/IMG_2633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuu7HyvxI/AAAAAAAAAeE/hvCrRYxanB4/s320/IMG_2633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094044774700334866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Fun Friday - The Toe Jam Puppet Band:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGxELHyv1I/AAAAAAAAAek/At3zq4cQsv0/s1600-h/IMG_2645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGxELHyv1I/AAAAAAAAAek/At3zq4cQsv0/s320/IMG_2645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094047338795810642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Lobster Shack in Maine with the Zecchinellis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuvrHyvyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ZEKBZLUZdCo/s1600-h/IMG_2649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuvrHyvyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ZEKBZLUZdCo/s320/IMG_2649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094044787585236770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuvrHyvzI/AAAAAAAAAeU/22p1NzLNwxk/s1600-h/IMG_2660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuvrHyvzI/AAAAAAAAAeU/22p1NzLNwxk/s320/IMG_2660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094044787585236786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All clean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuurHyvvI/AAAAAAAAAd0/GFbfwkhFhY4/s1600-h/IMG_2618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuurHyvvI/AAAAAAAAAd0/GFbfwkhFhY4/s320/IMG_2618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094044770405367538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with Ivy and Oma:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGufrHyvrI/AAAAAAAAAdU/oL5sCO_KuVE/s1600-h/IMG_2664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGufrHyvrI/AAAAAAAAAdU/oL5sCO_KuVE/s320/IMG_2664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094044512707329714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheezy poofs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuf7HyvsI/AAAAAAAAAdc/spTTtaJPa-8/s1600-h/IMG_2679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuf7HyvsI/AAAAAAAAAdc/spTTtaJPa-8/s320/IMG_2679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094044517002297026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm....cheezy poofs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGugLHyvtI/AAAAAAAAAdk/0lM9WU6eNlA/s1600-h/IMG_2680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGugLHyvtI/AAAAAAAAAdk/0lM9WU6eNlA/s320/IMG_2680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094044521297264338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivy and Opa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGugbHyvuI/AAAAAAAAAds/kVGQOBJ3B2c/s1600-h/IMG_2685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGugbHyvuI/AAAAAAAAAds/kVGQOBJ3B2c/s320/IMG_2685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094044525592231650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting George Carpenter (and Mr. &amp; Mrs. Carpenter and Tess):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuO7HyvmI/AAAAAAAAAcs/9MVS4DRumS0/s1600-h/IMG_2698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuO7HyvmI/AAAAAAAAAcs/9MVS4DRumS0/s320/IMG_2698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094044224944520802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dog-eeeee:  (George licking Andrew..Andrew loved it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuPrHyvnI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Nt5heGRvJGY/s1600-h/IMG_2702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuPrHyvnI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Nt5heGRvJGY/s320/IMG_2702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094044237829422706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unhappy teething boy...watching Sesame Street:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuP7HyvoI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Qm8fzEfZoJM/s1600-h/IMG_2709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuP7HyvoI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Qm8fzEfZoJM/s320/IMG_2709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094044242124390018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New pool:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuQrHyvpI/AAAAAAAAAdE/eNWRKV7Y1bo/s1600-h/IMG_2713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuQrHyvpI/AAAAAAAAAdE/eNWRKV7Y1bo/s320/IMG_2713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094044255009291922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to hold both of his doggies while napping:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuRLHyvqI/AAAAAAAAAdM/7rPKLoeWlLg/s1600-h/IMG_2716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuRLHyvqI/AAAAAAAAAdM/7rPKLoeWlLg/s320/IMG_2716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094044263599226530" 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/6367863742773892720-533117934854708362?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/533117934854708362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=533117934854708362&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/533117934854708362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/533117934854708362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2007/08/july.html' title='July'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/RrGuu7HyvwI/AAAAAAAAAd8/tOLDIGKTiQI/s72-c/IMG_2623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-49723208918873340</id><published>2007-07-09T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:21.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soooo Busy!</title><content type='html'>See?  I'm so busy that I forgot to include the four trips I've made to Martha's Vineyard since the Mother's Day post.  1) 3 days in the first week of May with Oma &amp; Opa and Lynne, 2) Day trip with the River Road Hollands, 3) Memorial Day Weekend, 4) Day trip to visit the Michauds while they were on vacation.  SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with Opa in the beginning of May:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RpKsZbHDL6I/AAAAAAAAAcc/eywOxyew6jU/s1600-h/IMG_1846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RpKsZbHDL6I/AAAAAAAAAcc/eywOxyew6jU/s320/IMG_1846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085316482028744610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Betty the Jetty in early May:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RpKsT7HDL4I/AAAAAAAAAcM/17Uf8FvCwn0/s1600-h/IMG_1888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RpKsT7HDL4I/AAAAAAAAAcM/17Uf8FvCwn0/s320/IMG_1888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085316387539464066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with Lynne:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RpKsUrHDL5I/AAAAAAAAAcU/wZK5ygiQU18/s1600-h/IMG_1905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RpKsUrHDL5I/AAAAAAAAAcU/wZK5ygiQU18/s320/IMG_1905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085316400424365970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorial Day weekend with Daddy at Betty the Jetty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RpKsErHDL0I/AAAAAAAAAbs/m881V_wIlw8/s1600-h/IMG_2040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RpKsErHDL0I/AAAAAAAAAbs/m881V_wIlw8/s320/IMG_2040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085316125546458946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asleep at Betty the Jetty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RpKsE7HDL1I/AAAAAAAAAb0/UAYKl7ADs2A/s1600-h/IMG_2041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RpKsE7HDL1I/AAAAAAAAAb0/UAYKl7ADs2A/s320/IMG_2041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085316129841426258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with Ivy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RpKsFLHDL2I/AAAAAAAAAb8/s7PnI1k8wcs/s1600-h/IMG_2049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RpKsFLHDL2I/AAAAAAAAAb8/s7PnI1k8wcs/s320/IMG_2049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085316134136393570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have photos of my visit to MV with the Hollands but, I did play with a doll while they visited, so that will have to content you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RpKs9bHDL7I/AAAAAAAAAck/tkccsbMoGj0/s1600-h/IMG_1966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RpKs9bHDL7I/AAAAAAAAAck/tkccsbMoGj0/s320/IMG_1966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085317100504035250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a one day visit to Cape Pogue while the Michauds were on vacation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RpKr5rHDLzI/AAAAAAAAAbk/szX4MvWlMB4/s1600-h/of%3D50,590,394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RpKr5rHDLzI/AAAAAAAAAbk/szX4MvWlMB4/s320/of%3D50,590,394.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085315936567897906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apologies to those I omitted.  (Thanks Oma &amp;amp; Opa)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-49723208918873340?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/49723208918873340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=49723208918873340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/49723208918873340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/49723208918873340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2007/07/soooo-busy.html' title='Soooo Busy!'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/RpKsZbHDL6I/AAAAAAAAAcc/eywOxyew6jU/s72-c/IMG_1846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-2016873577021532254</id><published>2007-07-06T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:23.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy</title><content type='html'>What?!?!?  It's been almost two months since my last post?  Yikes!&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5RnrHDLrI/AAAAAAAAAak/R_FjbyQLMgM/s1600-h/IMG_2609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5RnrHDLrI/AAAAAAAAAak/R_FjbyQLMgM/s320/IMG_2609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084090771376910002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about that but, I've been very busy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited Grandmom and Pop for two weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5QCrHDLfI/AAAAAAAAAZE/e6BBIzzH9hY/s1600-h/IMG_2221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5QCrHDLfI/AAAAAAAAAZE/e6BBIzzH9hY/s320/IMG_2221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084089036210122226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a Reading Phillies game with Grandmom, PopPop, Uncle Mike, Aunt Amy and Fiona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5QDLHDLgI/AAAAAAAAAZM/qgqnQ-aX59E/s1600-h/IMG_2243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5QDLHDLgI/AAAAAAAAAZM/qgqnQ-aX59E/s320/IMG_2243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084089044800056834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate wings with Uncle Chris, Aunt B and Taylor (not pictured)&lt;br /&gt;and then played with Sara and Samantha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5QDbHDLhI/AAAAAAAAAZU/qRjDjam2gLs/s1600-h/IMG_2257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5QDbHDLhI/AAAAAAAAAZU/qRjDjam2gLs/s320/IMG_2257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084089049095024146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chili dogs at the Crystal Palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5QDrHDLiI/AAAAAAAAAZc/1F3A_Zf_iys/s1600-h/IMG_2273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5QDrHDLiI/AAAAAAAAAZc/1F3A_Zf_iys/s320/IMG_2273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084089053389991458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so very tiring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5QD7HDLjI/AAAAAAAAAZk/mHYWhSFGxwY/s1600-h/IMG_2251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5QD7HDLjI/AAAAAAAAAZk/mHYWhSFGxwY/s320/IMG_2251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084089057684958770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I spent a week in Ocean City, NJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5SkrHDLtI/AAAAAAAAAa0/q5A2s8yjDlI/s1600-h/IMG_2552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5SkrHDLtI/AAAAAAAAAa0/q5A2s8yjDlI/s320/IMG_2552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084091819348930258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Charlotte's 1st birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5U87HDLvI/AAAAAAAAAbE/8vXIMZh80Yc/s1600-h/IMG_2357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5U87HDLvI/AAAAAAAAAbE/8vXIMZh80Yc/s320/IMG_2357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084094434984013554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the boardwalk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5SkbHDLsI/AAAAAAAAAas/PTsjTg6w-W0/s1600-h/Img_2505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5SkbHDLsI/AAAAAAAAAas/PTsjTg6w-W0/s320/Img_2505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084091815053962946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5Q_7HDLkI/AAAAAAAAAZs/DN95okDDQ_s/s1600-h/IMG_2446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5Q_7HDLkI/AAAAAAAAAZs/DN95okDDQ_s/s320/IMG_2446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084090088477109826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there was Sarah Ruthven's 1st birthday party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5RA7HDLoI/AAAAAAAAAaM/auC-h8KC4G0/s1600-h/IMG_2592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5RA7HDLoI/AAAAAAAAAaM/auC-h8KC4G0/s320/IMG_2592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084090105656979074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing soccer with Daddy at the birthday party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5RXbHDLpI/AAAAAAAAAaU/Q9h3Ku74WI0/s1600-h/IMG_2596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5RXbHDLpI/AAAAAAAAAaU/Q9h3Ku74WI0/s320/IMG_2596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084090492204035730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a playdate with Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5RX7HDLqI/AAAAAAAAAac/O02IfsaMxTE/s1600-h/IMG_2599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5RX7HDLqI/AAAAAAAAAac/O02IfsaMxTE/s320/IMG_2599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084090500793970338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a party for Simon's first birthday and we went to a Cape Cod Baseball league game (Cotuit Ketleers vs. Falmouth Commodores).  I think Mama got tired of taking pictures...so, I don't have evidence of these two things.  But, I promise you we did them.  Oh, and Mommy and I went to Heritage Gardens and Museum yesterday and rode the carousel.  So, you can see I've been very busy.  Will you let me off the hook for not posting???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6367863742773892720-2016873577021532254?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/2016873577021532254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=2016873577021532254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/2016873577021532254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/2016873577021532254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2007/07/busy.html' title='Busy'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/Ro5RnrHDLrI/AAAAAAAAAak/R_FjbyQLMgM/s72-c/IMG_2609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-8681014873418789812</id><published>2007-05-14T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:24.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day 2007</title><content type='html'>Mama post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my first mother's day...and it was wonderful!  My friend Erin was visiting for the weekend and got to share in my day.  Mark (&amp; Andrew) made a lovely breakfast of French toast, bacon, homemade macadamia nut &amp;amp; honey butter and warm syrup.  Mark also had at the ready my coffee and a bloody mary.  Plus, there were three freshly cut tulips from our yard on the table in a vase.  I'm a lucky lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to church at 10am and found out that our church has a tradition of giving a flower to not the oldest mother but the newest mother.  Guess who won?  So, Andrew and I got to stand up and get a round of applause.  It was nice too because the deacon who was announcing this remembered Andrew's name.  We just love our church and are so glad we joined last fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the afternoon showing Erin some of Cape Cod's lovely scenery winding up in Woods Hole for lunch at Pie in the Sky bakery.  Then it was off to Providence Airport for Erin's flight back to Pittsburgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once home, I was surprised when I walked into our room to see my baby boy sitting on our bed next to a present and homemade card.  Mark truly spoiled me!  He managed to get Andrew's handprints on a piece of construction paper and there was nice poem with it too.  I also got a nice card from Mark.  My present was wonderful: a new address book (much needed), a pair of earrings that looked just like the pair I broke on Thursday, and a pair of opal earring studs.  Well, the first pair of earrings were the very ones I broke.  Mark had them repaired and cleaned.  And opal is the birthstone for October...Andrew's birth month.  Truly wonderful and thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Mark.  Thank you for making yesterday feel like it was my birthday.   Mostly, thank you for giving me the opportunity to be a mother.  I just love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I not love being his mother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Rkiw0CHCkAI/AAAAAAAAAY0/jab5VN47bCY/s1600-h/IMG_1889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Rkiw0CHCkAI/AAAAAAAAAY0/jab5VN47bCY/s320/IMG_1889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064492188944207874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother's day gifts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RkiuFCHCj9I/AAAAAAAAAYc/kvQRr38xN4w/s1600-h/IMG_1960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RkiuFCHCj9I/AAAAAAAAAYc/kvQRr38xN4w/s320/IMG_1960.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064489182467100626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old earrings and new earrings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RkiuFiHCj-I/AAAAAAAAAYk/ZB7azPGuqaE/s1600-h/IMG_1962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RkiuFiHCj-I/AAAAAAAAAYk/ZB7azPGuqaE/s320/IMG_1962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064489191057035234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew's card:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RkiuGCHCj_I/AAAAAAAAAYs/_vW5FUQ5n20/s1600-h/IMG_1964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RkiuGCHCj_I/AAAAAAAAAYs/_vW5FUQ5n20/s320/IMG_1964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064489199646969842" 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/6367863742773892720-8681014873418789812?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/8681014873418789812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=8681014873418789812&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/8681014873418789812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/8681014873418789812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2007/05/mothers-day-2007.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day 2007'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/Rkiw0CHCkAI/AAAAAAAAAY0/jab5VN47bCY/s72-c/IMG_1889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-6769191573280979580</id><published>2007-05-01T20:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:24.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miscellaneous photos of my week...</title><content type='html'>Mommy and I had lunch with Aunt Erin and Ivy today.  I'm a camera hog.  Luckily, Ivy is patient with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RjfsDyHCj4I/AAAAAAAAAX0/n8IecNoeL2w/s1600-h/IMG_1823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RjfsDyHCj4I/AAAAAAAAAX0/n8IecNoeL2w/s320/IMG_1823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059772256109105026" 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/_wUwqivEidgg/RjfsDyHCj5I/AAAAAAAAAX8/IB5VBUkLKr8/s1600-h/IMG_1824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RjfsDyHCj5I/AAAAAAAAAX8/IB5VBUkLKr8/s320/IMG_1824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059772256109105042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!  Spring is here...or so I'm being told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RjfsESHCj6I/AAAAAAAAAYE/oGVfqM5HbEo/s1600-h/IMG_1835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RjfsESHCj6I/AAAAAAAAAYE/oGVfqM5HbEo/s320/IMG_1835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059772264699039650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RjfsEiHCj7I/AAAAAAAAAYM/sPxsZYN98xE/s1600-h/IMG_1833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RjfsEiHCj7I/AAAAAAAAAYM/sPxsZYN98xE/s320/IMG_1833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059772268994006962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RjfsFCHCj8I/AAAAAAAAAYU/-hsZkEgODZ4/s1600-h/IMG_1836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/RjfsFCHCj8I/AAAAAAAAAYU/-hsZkEgODZ4/s320/IMG_1836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059772277583941570" 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/6367863742773892720-6769191573280979580?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6769191573280979580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/6769191573280979580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2007/05/mommy-and-i-had-lunch-with-aunt-erin.html' title='Miscellaneous photos of my week...'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16256275534349026727</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/_wUwqivEidgg/RjfsDyHCj4I/AAAAAAAAAX0/n8IecNoeL2w/s72-c/IMG_1823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367863742773892720.post-5731213910735109078</id><published>2007-04-13T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:25.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Fascination (&amp; sweet potatoes)</title><content type='html'>I love playing with these little blankets Mommy puts on my feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Rh-sSjb1nsI/AAAAAAAAAW0/WonrkEVUrl0/s1600-h/IMG_1612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Rh-sSjb1nsI/AAAAAAAAAW0/WonrkEVUrl0/s320/IMG_1612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052946741682609858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm...what is this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Rh-thDb1nvI/AAAAAAAAAXM/8pSNH4fR-Pg/s1600-h/IMG_1613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Rh-thDb1nvI/AAAAAAAAAXM/8pSNH4fR-Pg/s320/IMG_1613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052948090302340850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't be rice cereal (blehk!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Rh-uIDb1nzI/AAAAAAAAAXs/1PemgYdqESc/s1600-h/IMG_1614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Rh-uIDb1nzI/AAAAAAAAAXs/1PemgYdqESc/s320/IMG_1614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052948760317239090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Mommy is giving me something good...sweet potatoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Rh-thjb1nxI/AAAAAAAAAXc/mvmssC-FvRg/s1600-h/IMG_1615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Rh-thjb1nxI/AAAAAAAAAXc/mvmssC-FvRg/s320/IMG_1615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052948098892275474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More, please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Rh-tiDb1nyI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ERuKlq7HjjU/s1600-h/IMG_1616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUwqivEidgg/Rh-tiDb1nyI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ERuKlq7HjjU/s320/IMG_1616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052948107482210082" 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/6367863742773892720-5731213910735109078?l=einmehr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/feeds/5731213910735109078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6367863742773892720&amp;postID=5731213910735109078&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/5731213910735109078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6367863742773892720/posts/default/5731213910735109078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einmehr.blogspot.com/2007/04/latest-fascination-sweet-potatoes.html' title='Latest Fascination (&amp; 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