<?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-7740538508401539232</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:50:51.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life &amp; Times of the Anderson Family</title><subtitle type='html'>John, Brianna, Isabella &amp;amp; Tyler</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>281</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-3620130535444051859</id><published>2011-11-02T15:28:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T15:48:02.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UjQHVBkkZLw/TrHIH6ocVDI/AAAAAAAAC90/RnmEjKRhoaI/s1600/strawberry1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UjQHVBkkZLw/TrHIH6ocVDI/AAAAAAAAC90/RnmEjKRhoaI/s400/strawberry1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670533444159689778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just can't tell you how important my girlfriends are in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;b&gt;adore&lt;/b&gt; my husband... I'm in love with being a mom to my two kids... I've even been blessed enough to find &lt;i&gt;two&lt;/i&gt; career paths that I am passionate about... you could say I have it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But there are still days where I feel like everything is overwhelming me, or I'm not doing a good enough job at something... or maybe I'm just having a rough day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enter 5 amazing friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm pretty sure that when God designed my being, He designed me to be a companion. I love companionship, I love communication, and &lt;i&gt;I love my friends. &lt;/i&gt;The six of us have this perfect combination of different personalities- each that balance and compliment one another in different ways- and all combine to make a pretty fantastic group. We balance raising our kids, being wives, running our households, balancing careers, and finding time to still get together to uplift each other and pray for one another. And once a year, we escape somewhere out of town to reflect, drink lots of wine, laugh, talk and relax. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perfection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year was the first year that we didn't have any babies tagging along! One is on his way, but that doesn't count ;). We drove a few hours up to a new place in the mountain town of Strawberry, and spent a glorious weekend relaxing and talking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously- lots of talking. We had no cell phone service, no internet and no TV... and we didn't even miss it. Honestly! You know you are in the midst of true friends when an entire weekend goes by and you have spent the entire time just talking with each other. I could go on and on about our funny conversations, hilarious new inside jokes, and our favorite traditions that we enjoyed- but you probably wouldn't find it nearly as funny as we did ;). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But the best part of the weekend was a fantastic evening spent belting out karaoke at a local dive bar. We dressed in our boots and jeans, and put on quite a show for the poor locals who never saw it coming... Strawberry will never be the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Have you ever heard me sing?? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exactly. It's not pretty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But we had the time of our lives..in fact, it was probably one of the most fun evenings I have had in a long time. And it gave us LOTS of material for our stories and inside jokes for the next year =). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could tell you the details- but then I'd have to kill you ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zxwnjLooBUA/TrHIUrCCmYI/AAAAAAAAC-A/cZqnRLwRDAE/s400/strawberry3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670533663310387586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BPDg7ekh9Go/TrHIhi-mK1I/AAAAAAAAC-M/izbJ3RdFCpg/s400/strawberry4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670533884486757202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you girls! And stay tunes for &lt;b&gt;the&lt;/b&gt; special picture... you know what I'm talking about.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-3620130535444051859?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/3620130535444051859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=3620130535444051859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/3620130535444051859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/3620130535444051859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-girls.html' title='My Girls.'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UjQHVBkkZLw/TrHIH6ocVDI/AAAAAAAAC90/RnmEjKRhoaI/s72-c/strawberry1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-2513827799683784794</id><published>2011-10-27T12:46:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T13:14:03.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Second Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ahhhh San Diego.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJ81t4QLQ5A/Tqm1t4M2F7I/AAAAAAAAC9E/skXCmIO9Pwc/s1600/photo-33.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJ81t4QLQ5A/Tqm1t4M2F7I/AAAAAAAAC9E/skXCmIO9Pwc/s400/photo-33.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668261405807482802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A place near and dear to my heart since I spent many of my own childhood years on these beaches... and then met and fell in love with my husband in San Diego many years later =) It's a little piece of my heart, and we escape to it as often as we can. This time, we stayed for a week- and it was seriously one of the best weeks' we've had in a long time. Sleeping in... morning walks on the beach to get breakfast and coffee, spending out afternoons at parks and beaches... totally perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ty's new favorite thing to do this trip was to use his shovel to collect sea shells.... which are obviously in plentiful supply in San Diego... and so I had about 5 pounds of sea shells by the end of the week. I just didn't have the heart to throw any back, each time he ran up to me eagerly with a new tiny shell =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mj47zHMFC6E/Tqm1YAv57tI/AAAAAAAAC7M/VMHtIxj4MD8/s400/photo%2B2-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668261030144896722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jQ0U0mRsEPM/Tqm1YVjBdeI/AAAAAAAAC7c/b4kQvnM5wpQ/s400/photo%2B3-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668261035728008674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yWhI-d6dwPY/Tqm1PE6596I/AAAAAAAAC7A/3FcAJ6XvDK0/s400/photo%2B2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668260876645955490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JJo8HeWHJ9Y/Tqm1Oq6K-kI/AAAAAAAAC6o/AtgCmFFsfs4/s400/photo%2B1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668260869663554114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XJhtiEpSHnA/Tqm1tE3sIYI/AAAAAAAAC84/nBuGYQycC3o/s1600/photo%2B5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XJhtiEpSHnA/Tqm1tE3sIYI/AAAAAAAAC84/nBuGYQycC3o/s400/photo%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668261392028541314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aRnNuEB_F6o/Tqm1ZN-cg6I/AAAAAAAAC7w/sPkEspLHNfQ/s400/photo%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668261050875413410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hagUUkoagjc/Tqm1jTgUHgI/AAAAAAAAC8U/YTiQ8F1qmPA/s400/photo%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668261224158338562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fTW6F1KvNtk/Tqm1tOVf1_I/AAAAAAAAC8s/Pz4xecj08Iw/s1600/photo%2B5-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e7n1WulXfZQ/Tqm1O9PNrVI/AAAAAAAAC60/xK6lntY32ls/s400/photo%2B1-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668260874583649618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;One night we took the kids to our favorite ice cream shop when we were in college. And I think my eyes were bigger than my stomach because I really overdid it with my portion! I don't have the metabolism of a 19 year old anymore! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fTW6F1KvNtk/Tqm1tOVf1_I/AAAAAAAAC8s/Pz4xecj08Iw/s400/photo%2B5-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668261394569484274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QWHg1pXc5sY/Tqm1i27NtLI/AAAAAAAAC8I/lv8LRFd29qo/s400/photo%2B4-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668261216486536370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;We played in the pool each day after wearing ourselves out at the beach, and the kids were more entertained by climbing and wrestling with dad, than anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GXeWAKJTkzQ/Tqm1jfpB-SI/AAAAAAAAC8g/5DUgUNoClhc/s1600/photo%2B5-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GXeWAKJTkzQ/Tqm1jfpB-SI/AAAAAAAAC8g/5DUgUNoClhc/s400/photo%2B5-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668261227416123682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And one of my highlights of the trip was an afternoon spent at the La Jolla Cove, which has always been one of my favorite places ever. I remember going there as a little girls, and hunting in the caves with my bucket- searching for tiny sea crabs and cool things that were nestled in the tide pools. If you haven't ever been to the Cove before- you really need to go! It's a little gem of San Diego, and it made me so happy to see my kids enjoy it as much as I did when I was their age =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cMQVfl4EQjM/Tqm1YwlB8jI/AAAAAAAAC7k/Rx30ypt7f8I/s1600/photo%2B3-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cMQVfl4EQjM/Tqm1YwlB8jI/AAAAAAAAC7k/Rx30ypt7f8I/s400/photo%2B3-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668261042984186418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;We played mini golf, went to Belmont Park, and even went on a real pirate ship (more to come on that soon!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OkGbyXx1fHg/Tqm60lwwR_I/AAAAAAAAC9Q/Ez6pnktVQck/s400/photo%2B1-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668267018675046386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Auo4nWtOMnc/Tqm6-qXGlzI/AAAAAAAAC9c/Cygvf4zkv0s/s400/photo%2B2-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668267191708325682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And of course, we spent an afternoon at Disneyland =) I can't even count how many times we have been this year.. we are sure putting our passes to good use, that's for sure!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And nothing says,&lt;i&gt; "We had so much fun at Disneyland"&lt;/i&gt; like this picture:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CvquVh6mqts/Tqm6-0_T9TI/AAAAAAAAC9k/dpqgZBzPsB4/s400/photo%2B1-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668267194561328434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;More to come soon!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JJo8HeWHJ9Y/Tqm1Oq6K-kI/AAAAAAAAC6o/AtgCmFFsfs4/s1600/photo%2B1-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-2513827799683784794?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/2513827799683784794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=2513827799683784794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/2513827799683784794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/2513827799683784794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/10/home-sweet-second-home.html' title='Home Sweet Second Home'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJ81t4QLQ5A/Tqm1t4M2F7I/AAAAAAAAC9E/skXCmIO9Pwc/s72-c/photo-33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-5533468768231841466</id><published>2011-10-27T12:14:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T11:38:51.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qjls_NwQyfw/TqmwoL7NhsI/AAAAAAAAC3c/xE-vBQNXxrE/s400/DSC_3342.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668255810464876226" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the most fun new things about Bella's school life this year is the "Little Eagles" cheer squad that she cheers on. It's for 1st and 2nd graders, and it is about the darn cutest thing I have ever seen. They practice once a week, and it's more about the friendship with her buddies on the team, and the fun of practicing- than it is about actual performances. But they do have a few performances through the year, as well as the ability to cheer at a few of the football and basket ball games. This particular night was her first time cheering and performing at the varsity football game, and we loved every minute of it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is my baby, practicing before leaving~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GGX1ryZ8yxg/TqmxCt7y0XI/AAAAAAAAC30/i628LxhkA9g/s400/DSC_3360.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668256266270724466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XVHVw9hn8NI/TqmwouJa-1I/AAAAAAAAC3o/YDHCxLFW3ws/s400/DSC_3357.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668255819651283794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Each girl had an older varsity cheerleader who was her "coach". They stood by their coaches and followed along through each cheer with them. John and i were cracking up at how Bella would confuse which arm to raise when- but she had a huge grin on her face the whole time, which is all that matters!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dl9ByUkAFAw/Tqm0QrAR4sI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/UhyVajrojFw/s400/photo%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668259804537283266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4JjPTsBWH5o/TqmxDLgpnNI/AAAAAAAAC4A/kUM9HAhIUoc/s400/DSC_3369.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668256274209938642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bUOXPJSeB4I/TqmxDZEV9KI/AAAAAAAAC4M/egNFJeEKazY/s400/DSC_3375.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668256277849306274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g2xqrk3PBlc/Tqmx8shmIBI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/2aPFdtmzWsA/s400/DSC_3383-Edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668257262324817938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfvqDeSzUAw/TqmyYM3a33I/AAAAAAAAC4w/cv3j2zc6yIw/s400/DSC_3405.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668257734862757746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_2jBOeYOnqc/Tqmx861XcXI/AAAAAAAAC4k/CpkSgi5VOwQ/s400/DSC_3396.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668257266165838194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ty preferred to sit in Arece's lap and eat a whole bag of popcorn :). Seriously though- he wouldn't even share it with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t4qQoFjNEfY/TqmyYW_kG5I/AAAAAAAAC48/ZniDwbNEW0A/s400/DSC_3415.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668257737581271954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then at halftime, they performed their dance routine which was &lt;i&gt;sooooo&lt;/i&gt; awesome! The girls were actually much more polished and coordinated than we expected, and we were so proud of her little moves and the smile on her face. My particular favorite was when she threw her arms up with such exclamation as she was atop the pyramid ~ absolutely &lt;i&gt;A-dorable!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Bella is the tiny one in the middle front, right on the 30 yard line :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1i2_BXbWmKY/TqmyZHV3thI/AAAAAAAAC5I/ABjXjv-wCR0/s400/DSC_3439.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668257750559733266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sy30FzWPa6k/TqmyvttJ66I/AAAAAAAAC5U/PQKeE0uL5wg/s400/DSC_3455.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668258138815064994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CvmATYDml14/Tqmyv7YzAwI/AAAAAAAAC5g/aCEGiHsXFYs/s400/DSC_3462.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668258142487773954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uc5DiwWyAqM/TqmyweD_w0I/AAAAAAAAC5w/CQdOmUar384/s400/DSC_3468.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668258151795770178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suufqg8-R5Y/TqmzHyHEPpI/AAAAAAAAC54/HC3_g5-96J0/s400/DSC_3476.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668258552314347154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fMMAc32yu_c/TqmzIOR5HPI/AAAAAAAAC6E/dyo32DRVZLc/s400/DSC_3506.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668258559875947762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;I love you my sweet little sunshine! Daddy and I are proud of you, and the incredible girl that you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TQXVxtgYEEU/Tqm0QvK-oPI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/1wP7PwR8l9s/s400/photo%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668259805655900402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-5533468768231841466?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/5533468768231841466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=5533468768231841466' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/5533468768231841466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/5533468768231841466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-little-sunshine.html' title='My Little Sunshine'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qjls_NwQyfw/TqmwoL7NhsI/AAAAAAAAC3c/xE-vBQNXxrE/s72-c/DSC_3342.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-6667008206781821296</id><published>2011-09-26T14:59:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T15:16:08.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me &amp; My Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So now that Bella is back in school, I get to spend some special one-on-one time with my favorite boy in the whole world... my buddy Ty =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u-1tgKucTSY/ToD2CjYDvRI/AAAAAAAAC2c/MUjva9qwU14/s400/IMG_2790.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656791655693663506" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ty &lt;i&gt;constantly&lt;/i&gt; keeps me laughing during our outings, running errands and hanging out at home together. He doesn't mind when I drag him all over town running errands or grocery shopping- usually because we always try to sneak in at leads one fun thing together during the day ;). A special Mom &amp;amp; Ty lunch out, or maybe stop at the mall to ride the carousal and the train, or cap off an afternoon with a trip to his favorite frozen yogurt place. Sometimes after John and Bella leave in the morning, we even go down to Starbucks in our pj's for a special treat, or to Dunkin Donuts to get his favorite chocolate sprinkle donut. I just can't help it- I'm a sucker for that little boy. One of the best things about Tyler is that he is a &lt;i&gt;love-bug&lt;/i&gt; with a capital "L". I swear, he gives me more hugs and snuggles and kisses then any little boy I've ever seen. He's &lt;i&gt;such&lt;/i&gt; a sweet momma's boy, and I know that someday he won't be hugging me and kissing me so much... so I'm soaking it all in now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love him to the moon and back, and I absolutely &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;savor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; these days at home that we have together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(and thank goodness for my iPhone! Since it's always with me, I'm constantly snapping pictures of my boy during our days together :) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NNfg-38Dfpo/ToD2C_4as3I/AAAAAAAAC2k/zPR-f7rvsQQ/s400/IMG_2823.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656791663345578866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dfaWkQIgqaI/ToD2DNHyQUI/AAAAAAAAC2s/iROCbc-58F4/s400/IMG_2836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656791666899697986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aqDsFm67dpo/ToD4oinJZfI/AAAAAAAAC3U/-vJldgDRHEQ/s400/photo-35.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656794507346798066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JW1q34GPVEc/ToD2DM6wuNI/AAAAAAAAC20/h_UqkZHtg50/s400/IMG_2838.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656791666845071570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ito9si2jdNw/ToD2DcK2__I/AAAAAAAAC28/I3C-SAKSSO0/s400/IMG_2866.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656791670939123698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-przlAdUuN7o/ToD4ocpRYvI/AAAAAAAAC3M/px9sA8TGy2Q/s400/photo-34.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656794505745097458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8dHpvBCWl_8/ToD4oRV6P9I/AAAAAAAAC3E/ZY-12yOUihk/s400/photo-33.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656794502711099346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you buddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love being with you during the day, I love your company and our little talks, and I love the little boy that you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love, Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-6667008206781821296?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/6667008206781821296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=6667008206781821296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/6667008206781821296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/6667008206781821296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/09/me-my-boy.html' title='Me &amp; My Boy'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u-1tgKucTSY/ToD2CjYDvRI/AAAAAAAAC2c/MUjva9qwU14/s72-c/IMG_2790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-1229445233229558240</id><published>2011-09-26T14:42:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T14:59:18.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of 1st Grade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Man, I just can't seem to escape it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; Every time I turn around, my little daughter... the one that I can still picture holding as a newborn... has grown even more. After a super fun and super busy summer, we were all ready for the changes that fall brings... one of which being school starting again. Last year was kind of our "fun" school year, since Kindergarten was her introduction to "school life". But now, she's in the big leagues. First grade is like a whole other world, and my little Bella is now such a big girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;It's hard to admit that!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jByqCVKMwUM/ToDyo-UidJI/AAAAAAAAC2U/isxgtzXbnms/s1600/IMG_2805.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jByqCVKMwUM/ToDyo-UidJI/AAAAAAAAC2U/isxgtzXbnms/s400/IMG_2805.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656787917715174546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was eager and ready that morning.... and me? Not so much :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2MaQiyC3xlQ/ToDyomf37MI/AAAAAAAAC2M/Bj56uY5vYeI/s1600/IMG_2802.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2MaQiyC3xlQ/ToDyomf37MI/AAAAAAAAC2M/Bj56uY5vYeI/s400/IMG_2802.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656787911320267970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;She found her best little buddy Lauren right away. It's so funny for me to watch her giggle and whisper and socialize with her friends... when did she become this little &lt;i&gt;person&lt;/i&gt; of her own??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5GFA9ftEBkE/ToDyUc921MI/AAAAAAAAC1s/oXINisaLVWI/s400/IMG_2806.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656787565164287170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fRB9ed_CKdE/ToDyUgcrf1I/AAAAAAAAC10/fAeK2tOTBOQ/s400/IMG_2807.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656787566098874194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;The two of them walked off hand in hand to their new big 1st grade class... and I pathetically followed them with my phone... snapping pictures as I held back my tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Can you even imagine what a mess I will be some day when she graduates high school? College?? And when she gets married??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Oh boy, it won't be pretty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2G2XlBCnudg/ToDyU9D-EHI/AAAAAAAAC18/fz_foRNDOmk/s400/IMG_2809.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656787573779861618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;We got her all settled in her new desk and {reluctantly} said good-bye. Poor Mrs. Goss had to practically throw all of the parents out of the room, because every parent seemed to linger for just a &lt;i&gt;fewwwww&lt;/i&gt; minutes extra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;(PS- the handsome boy sitting next to her is Calvin, who the &lt;i&gt;darling&lt;/i&gt; son of my friend Robin :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_rcnUVyG75U/ToDyVPy0cBI/AAAAAAAAC2E/guF6Hg-qjmg/s1600/IMG_2810.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_rcnUVyG75U/ToDyVPy0cBI/AAAAAAAAC2E/guF6Hg-qjmg/s400/IMG_2810.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656787578808201234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Now that it is almost October, we have definitely settled into our new family routine with the school year starting. Bella has cheer practice once a week, regular homework, and all sorts of social things that we seem to juggle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Life is definitely changing.... and so far, I'm doing ok with it all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-1229445233229558240?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/1229445233229558240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=1229445233229558240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/1229445233229558240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/1229445233229558240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-day-of-1st-grade.html' title='First Day of 1st Grade...'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jByqCVKMwUM/ToDyo-UidJI/AAAAAAAAC2U/isxgtzXbnms/s72-c/IMG_2805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-2601955296309723443</id><published>2011-08-18T15:57:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T18:48:12.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Sea Tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4eqIm4DmvaM/Tk2ZIUXusJI/AAAAAAAAC0E/4JFquD6Ah98/s1600/6bday2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4eqIm4DmvaM/Tk2ZIUXusJI/AAAAAAAAC0E/4JFquD6Ah98/s400/6bday2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642334276351340690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella likes swimming and mermaids...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella likes tea parties...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mom&lt;/i&gt; likes having someone &lt;i&gt;else&lt;/i&gt; throw the party and not having to deal with the details and mess....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perfect! We decide that this year, the perfect place for Bella's party would be at Girly Girlz. You can not possibly get any more girly than this place. It looks like a fairy &lt;b&gt;exploded&lt;/b&gt; in there. But Bella is getting older, and I may only have a few years left to enjoy this young, &lt;i&gt;girly&lt;/i&gt; stage with her, so I am embracing it all. And I have to admit, the party was just about the cutest thing I had seen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Each girl got a mermaid tail when she arrived at the party, and the tea room was decorated in all sorts of "under the sea" stuff. &lt;i&gt;Waaaay&lt;/i&gt; more creative than I could have come up with! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-akCB2DIirL8/Tk2c54JzT5I/AAAAAAAAC1k/jQqClS_FLjY/s400/DSC_7856.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642338426305073042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-27h-v-PR5gk/Tk2ZIsX1F8I/AAAAAAAAC0M/tIqh0ctRjNA/s400/DSC_7808-Edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642334282794211266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;First stop was the salon, where each girl got her hair done in a special "mermaid braid twist" , complete with fake hair and glitter.&lt;i&gt; * Note to all moms: the glitter sticks to their scalp and stays for a while no matter how much you scrub their hair. I have discovered this the hard way!* &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And then after hair, came the nail salon, where each girl got her nails and toes done all pretty =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9lqddp_UE0A/Tk2ZI_B7e5I/AAAAAAAAC0U/yXIbROkRuDc/s400/6bday8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642334287802629010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Then they played some fun games like "diving for sea pearls", making sea shell bracelets-  and of course, a little freeze-dance session =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1YH6gK7SGN4/Tk2ZI51IjcI/AAAAAAAAC0c/2ZSVN3LM0uQ/s400/6bday3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642334286406782402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IOiME3Uh6XM/Tk2ZR_lm3vI/AAAAAAAAC00/vteB09H7X74/s400/6bday11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642334442571095794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lJWVMjhj5s/Tk2ZJChFhkI/AAAAAAAAC0k/knyT8lweL3A/s400/6bday7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642334288738616898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7v25SQFBW4I/Tk2c5n-4E6I/AAAAAAAAC1U/hrq1y3SVxVc/s400/6bday6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642338421964280738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J0RmxY7Dyj0/Tk2c54hy2WI/AAAAAAAAC1c/CXuMvmI4E6U/s400/6bday5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642338426405706082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AyHzmv7qv5U/Tk2ZljO9hzI/AAAAAAAAC1E/urJ_cQ4C-H8/s400/6bday4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642334778557302578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;I think maybe the funniest moment to watch was when Bella pulled out her new camera that she got from her birthday, and instructed all of her friends to pose for her. It was hilarious!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color:#990000;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color:#990000;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kB4KjmVNipU/Tk2ZR4z66GI/AAAAAAAAC08/RLi1Qs5ymGE/s400/6bday10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642334440752080994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;One of the things I loved most, is watching and observing Bella with her girlfriends. She is so social and bubbly and giggly.... and just such an adorable little friend. They all had their own little conversations going on, and talked about which first grade teacher they got for this year... it was kinda surreal to see her have &lt;i&gt;her own little life. &lt;/i&gt;She's not just my little girl anymore, she has her own little world at school with all her friends, and this is just the start! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Isabella! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;You are so so so so SO loved. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QE2SbTMDw7o/Tk2Zl7n4BEI/AAAAAAAAC1M/BHuqodQu5Lw/s400/6bday.blog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642334785104249922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-2601955296309723443?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/2601955296309723443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=2601955296309723443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/2601955296309723443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/2601955296309723443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/08/under-sea-tea.html' title='Under the Sea Tea'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4eqIm4DmvaM/Tk2ZIUXusJI/AAAAAAAAC0E/4JFquD6Ah98/s72-c/6bday2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-3100770753420237384</id><published>2011-08-18T15:37:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T18:50:34.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's 6.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YOpLRiu8oE0/Tk2YXhXc3AI/AAAAAAAACz8/nL5-SUUlR98/s1600/b25.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YOpLRiu8oE0/Tk2YXhXc3AI/AAAAAAAACz8/nL5-SUUlR98/s400/b25.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642333438026243074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Six.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Six.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still can't believe it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our little girl is growing up so fast, and each year I feel like I'm still in denial. But despite the fact that I don't like it, it still happens. She's getting older, and I am just loving every minute I have with my sweet girl. I took her out to take some special birthday pictures (you can see them &lt;a href="http://www.briandersonphotos.com/blog/2011/08/my-best-girl/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;), and as I was looking at the images, I could already see the change sin her face from last year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_bZ1xt8fD2c/Tk2YXbL-eoI/AAAAAAAACz0/hoVBFoEiKKM/s400/b14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642333436367501954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Less round and full. A little older looking. More expressive and mature. Ugh, it just kills me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma and Papa came into town, and we started the fun with a party on Saturday night with just a small group of family and Bella's godparents, Uncle Matt and Aunt Heather. We played and had desserts, and most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;importantly&lt;/span&gt;- sang to our sweet birthday girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then on Sunday, we started her birthday with a special breakfast (certain items at her request) and then she was eager to get into her presents. This year was really fun shopping for Bella because she is growing into a new and older phase of gifts. She got some "real" make-up and a make-up case, cute clothes and shoes, an adorable purse from a "grown-up" store (I got it from one of my favorite boutiques, and Bella felt &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; special that she got a real purse and not a pretend dress-up purse), new earrings, books (she is such a &lt;i&gt;fabulous&lt;/i&gt; reader- I'm SO proud!!), and then her BIG present.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CU2iIzkPSJg/Tk2YW8Y0uMI/AAAAAAAACzk/YVC_DKjKBXA/s400/6bday12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642333428099889346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like mother like daughter- what can I say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And notice we keep it in the Nikon family. Had to represent. ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's always bugging me to let her use my camera, which isn't a great idea since my camera and lenses could cover the cost of her school tuition. But I want to allow her to explore this new passion of hers, so I thought it was only fitting that I got her a &lt;b&gt;real&lt;/b&gt; camera-  &lt;i&gt;just for her- &lt;/i&gt;and in a lovely shade of purple of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; And boy, was it a hit. She has that thin everywhere she goes, and it is absolutely hilarious to watch her "pose" all of us for pictures. In fact, I think I'll make a blog post out of her pictures from her camera pretty soon. She's really got a talented eye for it! I love that we are in that phase where we can share interests, hobbies and activities. I just love my little girl!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U5uN5NrU0Z4/Tk2YXOVzFGI/AAAAAAAACzs/dYme0Ya8jag/s400/6bday13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642333432919037026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;* modeling her new purse and getting ready for her party with her friends,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; which is coming up.....*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-3100770753420237384?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/3100770753420237384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=3100770753420237384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/3100770753420237384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/3100770753420237384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/08/shes-6.html' title='She&apos;s 6.'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YOpLRiu8oE0/Tk2YXhXc3AI/AAAAAAAACz8/nL5-SUUlR98/s72-c/b25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-6394831368658218434</id><published>2011-08-18T15:07:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T16:25:28.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting, and Bowling, and Skating.. Oh My!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For those of you local friends reading this- you understand my quandary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We live in a desert. Yes, the shopping and restaurants and entertainment spots are all awesome with their cool AC and misters everywhere you go. In fact, I find that there is more to do &lt;i&gt;here&lt;/i&gt; than when I lived in California (northern- &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; southern). But let's be real- it's still a desert. And as a California-girl, born and bred, I still never fully &lt;i&gt;adjust&lt;/i&gt; to the summers as I have been told I would. There are 9 gorgeous months during the year... and then comes summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And as a side-note, I am really tired of people reminding me that "at least it's a dry heat and not a humid heat". It doesn't help. I'm still hot. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So when it comes to keeping kids entertained and happy (and mom happy), I seek out all the ways to play inside or in &lt;i&gt;water! &lt;/i&gt;So here are a few ways that I enjoyed playing with my munchkins, while avoiding the heat:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pottery Painting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella loves it, and I'm not gonna lie... it's pretty therapeutic. I may have made a "MOM" mug that I kinda love... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y0FhRaEhRNw/Tk2SEYf5HlI/AAAAAAAACzE/SIU-i6LjfXQ/s400/photo-18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642326512158449234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ice Skating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is the opposite of boiling?  Freezing!  Enough reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-flfQHB1m5bk/Tk2R8TP3KgI/AAAAAAAACyc/WrhF-njnQkU/s400/photo-13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642326373310081538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it doesn't hurt to add in a little ice cream before skating... and a sweet kiss from a cute little brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cX_RBUCzmEQ/Tk2R8QJftiI/AAAAAAAACyk/nwP7sZBiR4Y/s400/photo-14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642326372478072354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ty wasn't sure about it at first...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tam-jdPpNXY/Tk2R8AryzFI/AAAAAAAACyM/dlGqRAO3JDw/s400/photo-11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642326368326962258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But then quickly caught on, and had a blast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0m63j41z-Q8/Tk2R8KnVW5I/AAAAAAAACyU/wtpGcaZfj0Q/s400/photo-12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642326370992610194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have tons of video I took with my phone, so I'll try to figure out how to post it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bowling&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My kids have played that bowling game on Wii Sports about a million times, so I was pretty impressed by how well they did at actual bowling! I think Ty may have thrown the ball a few times.... we may have left a dent or chip in the flooring if you looked closely enough. Oopsie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SBUUCZykPSo/Tk2SEUJKB-I/AAAAAAAACy8/IORLGuTkb_k/s400/photo-17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642326510989346786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But what's better than bowling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Disco bowling! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yLrqRXMEZ_Q/Tk2SENyoqhI/AAAAAAAACy0/XbPsZQvYTWY/s400/photo-16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642326509284272658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We stayed and played a second game when they turned on the disco lights, because you just can't deny how much more fun that makes it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZD7KgygkniA/Tk2R8vQbeTI/AAAAAAAACys/re7_9gHgaKI/s400/photo-15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642326380828653874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anything Water...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of course, we live in our pool during the summer. But it's also pretty fun to meet our best friends at the aquatic center and play in the beach pool and float down the lazy river =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHfqYLJdjLw/Tk2SEvcEkhI/AAAAAAAACzM/n626Wntm_uM/s400/photo-32.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642326518316438034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lots of Indoor Play Areas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I mean &lt;i&gt;lots&lt;/i&gt;. I can count at least 8 places that we frequent regularly, just to play and let them run off some energy in the nice cool indoors. We have everything from indoor bounce house places, jungle gyms, indoor mini golf and amusement parks, indoor trampoline parks, make-believe "play cities".. I mean really, you name it, and it can probably be found here. Indoors. Thanks goodness for A/C!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tyg24LIg6gA/Tk2T9oBp14I/AAAAAAAACzc/5jEh2UYPseM/s400/photo-28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642328595090757506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HujEN-N3VMA/Tk2T9dvVijI/AAAAAAAACzU/_V4GzKLH0Fw/s400/photo-27.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642328592329574962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here we are. Summer is almost over... and I'll have 9 months to enjoy the weather until June hits again. Sometimes I don't think 9 months is long enough to recover!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-6394831368658218434?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/6394831368658218434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=6394831368658218434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/6394831368658218434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/6394831368658218434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/08/painting-and-bowling-and-skating-oh-my.html' title='Painting, and Bowling, and Skating.. Oh My!'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y0FhRaEhRNw/Tk2SEYf5HlI/AAAAAAAACzE/SIU-i6LjfXQ/s72-c/photo-18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-6716476178136495560</id><published>2011-08-18T15:02:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T16:24:13.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There Are Times...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... they fight non-stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And don't even get me &lt;i&gt;started&lt;/i&gt; on the tattling. Sheesh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But then there are times, every now and then, I walk into a room, and find them like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pjhpfV31FY8/Tk2MxwihLPI/AAAAAAAACx8/-rBRA7CCNck/s400/photo-10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642320694636260594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snuggled together. Totally on their own. Just because they love each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HZv0qdZl1-E/Tk2Mx-wHpqI/AAAAAAAACyE/gqDJ2j8OXm8/s400/photo-9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642320698451404450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And a little part of me melts. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We must be doing something right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-6716476178136495560?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/6716476178136495560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=6716476178136495560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/6716476178136495560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/6716476178136495560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/08/there-are-times.html' title='There Are Times...'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pjhpfV31FY8/Tk2MxwihLPI/AAAAAAAACx8/-rBRA7CCNck/s72-c/photo-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-6920240438192090534</id><published>2011-08-18T14:54:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T15:02:46.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anderson Adventure #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing catch-up &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;... don't judge.  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before I can fully take a step into the fall (although we are still enduring the hot temps of summer, so I can't quite wrap my mind around fall just yet...), I need to catch up on all the fun things we had filled out summer with. I guess it's a good thing that I didn't have all this extra time to blog- because it just goes to show how much fun we were having! Sorry computer, I know you got neglected. But the Anderson family was out doing fun stuff like this! ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oMnTGLXElZI/Tk2KrIKDTlI/AAAAAAAACxU/txMu8DqVDHI/s400/photo-8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642318381693750866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;It is imperative that we take little trips and get-aways as a family, to help stay balanced and have fun together, so this was the perfect afternoon trip. We loaded up all the kids (and by &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt;, I mean Em and Arece too ;) ) and headed up to the mountains for an afternoon of four-wheeling. The kiddos were super excited, and not even the least bit scared, so I was surprised by that. But when Emily and I decided to hop on one together and take a little spin with Arece leading the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gSEZsMcBl7A/Tk2LkWfDQbI/AAAAAAAACxs/d-3O1cT1HVk/s400/photo-5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642319364792467890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1jwfKnNvgEQ/Tk2LkVIP4zI/AAAAAAAACxk/IU6fPPJHvnA/s400/photo-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642319364428391218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;well, let's just say that we had some mechanical trouble, and Arece {&lt;i&gt;ahem&lt;/i&gt;} forgot to check on us. So we stood there stranded for a while until he finally came back to get us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Sad face =(. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;But we had so much fun, and the mountain air did us all some good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Sometimes you just have to get away... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wXOGGbr68RY/Tk2LkpQekyI/AAAAAAAACx0/FV3-nX0DvFc/s400/photo-6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642319369831617314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QGZghzSnB14/Tk2LkGsHy6I/AAAAAAAACxc/G8B4X3Gzv9E/s400/photo-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642319360552324002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-6920240438192090534?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/6920240438192090534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=6920240438192090534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/6920240438192090534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/6920240438192090534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/08/anderson-adventure-3.html' title='Anderson Adventure #3'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oMnTGLXElZI/Tk2KrIKDTlI/AAAAAAAACxU/txMu8DqVDHI/s72-c/photo-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-2165256464320221122</id><published>2011-07-28T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T20:52:44.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I'm trying to find ways to spend time with the kids this summer without doing all the &lt;i&gt;same things &lt;/i&gt;over and over again. Maybe more for my sake than theirs, right? It's just that they are getting too old for some of the activities we used to do, and so now I'm exploring the ways to have fun with them, and still keep their interest. Not easy with a five and a half year old, and 3 and a half year old... but I'm trying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One recent development in the little life of Bella, is that she has developed a love for reading. This totally brings me back to my childhood, because I seriously &lt;i&gt;l-o-v-e-d&lt;/i&gt; reading. I would beg for new books whenever we went shopping, and I just gobbled them up in the same day. And with as active as kids are these days, I love that Bella has found some rest and happiness in going int her room and reading on her own. I often hear her reading out loud (or sounding our difficult words) all by herself in there, and it just warms my heart. So now that she loves to read- what better than a mother-daughter reading date at the library!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KFUAmzEir_I/Tic7RR1gB0I/AAAAAAAACts/h41CyCM_Tfk/s400/photo-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631535027081709378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to take the kids there for toddler story-time or music class, but now I get to enjoy perusing the shelves for books with Bella, and then we find our own little corner somewhere, and snuggle up together as we read our piles of books. There is something about the smell of a library, and sitting in the cold air conditioning, all snuggled up with her and reading, that I just adore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-azQBll15ARQ/Tic7RpExjNI/AAAAAAAACt0/F2KaZbp5IZ8/s400/photo-3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631535033319787730" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And maybe we treat ourselves to Dunkin Donuts afterwards =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_PKqz3qCd2k/Tic7R5goQZI/AAAAAAAACt8/Q_2HZQzAXoA/s400/photo-2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631535037731586450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perfect summer day =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-2165256464320221122?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/2165256464320221122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=2165256464320221122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/2165256464320221122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/2165256464320221122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/07/time-together.html' title='Time Together'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KFUAmzEir_I/Tic7RR1gB0I/AAAAAAAACts/h41CyCM_Tfk/s72-c/photo-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-6537111690381101778</id><published>2011-07-24T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T20:02:02.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anderson Adventure #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh my heavens- I think I found a little piece of paradise tucked away in the desert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I heard about it from a friend of mine, and immediately starting bugging John about taking a day trip there. Luckily, he didn't need much convincing because he was just as excited to try it out- so off we went in search of an adventure! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our kids are still too young to actually "hike" for a while, and they are too heavy to carry, so we found a little piece of the creek that was accessible without having to do a major hike. The water was unbelievably clear and auqa-tinted, and you could see hundreds of little trout swimming around near your feet. The kids used our granola snack to feed the fish, and they would swim right up to us! &lt;i&gt;Note to self: next time, bring a net! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We brought a picnic lunch, and we explored all sorts of nooks and crannies of the creek in all areas. There were these awesome flat rocks that you could sit on.. almost like you were sitting on a bench in the pool! The water was perfectly refreshing- even a little warmer than I expected. There were areas that were only about a foot deep, so the kids were able to walk around, swim and chase fish by themselves. There are definitely areas of fast rapids in the creek, but we stayed in a pretty mellow area. But next time- we are going to search for the waterfalls! I can't wait to go back again, it was such a fun day of cool memories for us and the kiddos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1v86K6P9z3k/ThpFfD4mP2I/AAAAAAAACss/dQ8Ao7avpbA/s1600/creek3blog.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1v86K6P9z3k/ThpFfD4mP2I/AAAAAAAACss/dQ8Ao7avpbA/s400/creek3blog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627887084273811298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OITs0yooLL0/ThpFewIrvWI/AAAAAAAACsk/asTRSpBkY6g/s1600/creek12.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OITs0yooLL0/ThpFewIrvWI/AAAAAAAACsk/asTRSpBkY6g/s400/creek12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627887078972570978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6RbIv4nhBo0/ThpFepB2ohI/AAAAAAAACsc/flCBT4lMrqU/s1600/creek1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ju4Q-luV5zk/ThpEy1fXGfI/AAAAAAAACr0/WhXhg7gjr8I/s400/creek11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627886324495620594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2-_GTLdFX0c/ThpEy9UmVNI/AAAAAAAACrs/UJcgJmRu0dA/s1600/creek8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2-_GTLdFX0c/ThpEy9UmVNI/AAAAAAAACrs/UJcgJmRu0dA/s400/creek8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627886326597965010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-6537111690381101778?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/6537111690381101778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=6537111690381101778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/6537111690381101778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/6537111690381101778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/07/anderson-adventure-2.html' title='Anderson Adventure #2'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1v86K6P9z3k/ThpFfD4mP2I/AAAAAAAACss/dQ8Ao7avpbA/s72-c/creek3blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-8297727937879469025</id><published>2011-07-20T14:49:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T12:23:24.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You can call us D-Land experts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got season-passes for Christmas, and I think we have&lt;i&gt; used and abused&lt;/i&gt; those bad boys! We have been to Disneyland at least 5 times already this year, and each time we go, we are there for at least 2 days. It's so darn expensive there, that we are so proud of how much we have gotten our money's worth!! Our kids have graduated from "tiny toddlers going for the first time" to experienced "run-as-fast-as-you-can experts" at Disneyland. We know exactly which rides to hit first- when to get fast passes, and the perfect hour to eat lunch before you get inundated with crowds. John and I always marvel at how clueless some tourists seem to be at DLand... walking around all slow and overwhelmed, and then wait in lines for over 40 minutes for a ride... don't they know how to use fast-passes?? Don't they have some sort of a &lt;i&gt;plan&lt;/i&gt; when they get to the park? Even Bella knows the routine! I get in line with the kids, and John sprints to get a fast-pass somewhere else. So as soon as our first ride is over, we can jet to the front of the next ride, and so on and so on... simple! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the first time that we could convince Ty to ride Splash Mountain... and by convince, I mean &lt;i&gt;trick&lt;/i&gt;. We've taken him on Space Mountain and even the Tower of Terror at California Adventure, so he is now wise to our tricks when we say &lt;i&gt;"oh its not scary, just try it!". ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we told him it was a boat ride... and it worked. He was happy and having fun-  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;until......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PE8VO1Vl0ug/TidP-91F5DI/AAAAAAAACwU/GcjIR5_Dv3s/s400/photo-dl.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631557802217825330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took a picture of the picture with my phone, so it's a little blurry. But you can still manage to make out the look of sheer terror on his face. Oh my poor boy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella, on the other hand, is a bonafide thrill seeker. She loves roller coasters, and has even grown immune to many of them... so John is just counting the days until she is old enough to go to Magic Mountain with him, and he can take her on &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; roller coasters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(about to get on Space Mountain here)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HTtfYcOH93s/TidP_GAy6gI/AAAAAAAACwk/e8qLh6eJIAM/s400/photo-dl3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631557804414396930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture of her and I on Space Mountain cracks me up. She was trying to raise her hands on the fast part, but her arms didn't get up very high, and check our her closed eyes! Hee hee :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oDUO_y2XJCU/TidP_Hsld5I/AAAAAAAACws/XevR-zl4a1U/s400/photo-dl4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631557804866500498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color:#990000;"&gt;Ty's favorite ride are Thunder Mountain Railroad (which he pronounces "Funter Mountain") and Pirates of the Caribbean, and Astro Blasters with Buzz Lightyear. He only likes to ride sitting next to dad though... I think it makes him feel safe :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hzzGF2PpnQ4/TidQ1OsVflI/AAAAAAAACw0/AfTUrnQUrh4/s400/photo-dl6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631558734457437778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qmBBUPTVp3I/TidP-2xcCYI/AAAAAAAACwc/BneJ8QbNE7k/s400/photo-dl2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631557800323451266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EUxbfaCXXis/TidQ1EQVN6I/AAAAAAAACw8/UhwEbEeWCYs/s400/photo-dl7.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631558731655624610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0o3gxGZpNg8/TidQ1v3i8kI/AAAAAAAACxE/NfinqSgrU9w/s400/photo-dl8.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631558743362826818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l0jp9ir8U0o/TidQ1zPs69I/AAAAAAAACxM/gCJF8PkIr2w/s400/photo-dl5.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631558744269450194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Can't wait to do it all again in a few weeks. Yep- we're going &lt;i&gt;yet again&lt;/i&gt;. See what I mean? We are experts! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-8297727937879469025?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/8297727937879469025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=8297727937879469025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/8297727937879469025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/8297727937879469025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-can-call-us-d-land-experts.html' title='You can call us D-Land experts.'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PE8VO1Vl0ug/TidP-91F5DI/AAAAAAAACwU/GcjIR5_Dv3s/s72-c/photo-dl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-2893104285229979969</id><published>2011-07-20T13:45:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T06:06:23.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Bunnies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh how I love the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was born in San Louis Obispo, and then spent many of my childhood years living in Huntington beach, and grew up with constant sand in my pants.  &lt;i&gt;Literally.  &lt;/i&gt;I was baptized in the waters of Oceanside, and spent my older years going to the beaches of Carlsbad, Oceanside and San Diego. I wish you could go back to the days where it didn't bother you to have sand in every crevice of your body, and your hair was all sticky from the salt water, and there was this &lt;i&gt;tiny&lt;/i&gt; crunch of sand in your mouth when you would eat the sandwiches and food that you brought. Those were the carefree days, and &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; is the beach lifestyle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As a mom, I now realize the &lt;b&gt;work&lt;/b&gt; that goes into a family beach day, and the planning and organizing of towels and toys... and now I realize how hard it is to keep the kids from getting sand all over me and the clean towels... but I guess that's all part of the charm. My poor husband, who cringes at the sand fiasco in the car when we &lt;i&gt;leave&lt;/i&gt; the beach, would argue otherwise ;). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But nothing gives me greater joy than seeing my kids enjoy the things in life that &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; enjoyed when I was their age. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a feeling that San Diego will always be our second home, and I am so grateful that my parents still live there so that we can have our little escape there anytime we need it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;* please excuse the quality of pics here- I tried zooming with my iPhone, but it turned out kinda grainy. And don't even think that I would bring my 10 pound Nikon baby to the beach... makes me squirm just thinking about it! *&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2wWuchHmwgo/TidAVbBplCI/AAAAAAAACu8/0-gP9Q2PiN4/s400/photo-b2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631540595826201634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ty, in typical boy form, just like the dig mud. And then dig some more. And who knows why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_CcxLNeIipc/TidAWHnfhSI/AAAAAAAACvM/8ouk2fMkGIg/s400/photo-b3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631540607796086050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Io4gF0L9dcc/TidAkCRSwJI/AAAAAAAACvk/8WTeFXXXw7k/s400/photo-b7.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631540846878965906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;We brought the boogie boards, so John decided he was going to teach Bella how to catch her own waves and boogie board to shore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E1UldyfTPPI/TidAVnSUzhI/AAAAAAAACvE/QTQUCH2ed5o/s400/photo-10.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631540599117368850" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e7JDZUY8l1Y/TidAj9nOkgI/AAAAAAAACvU/Ug2xUjUGjuU/s400/photo-b5.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631540845628789250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c1M3WBEqqTM/TidAj4RUh6I/AAAAAAAACvc/kQxsceQTTfA/s400/photo-b6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631540844194727842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;We also built a pretty epic sand castle... and this is John celebrating when the wave washed up and filled the moat he built. I'm not sure who is more excited... him or the kids. I think him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OpSsY_qvIuw/TidAkr8_j1I/AAAAAAAACvs/frbA0ffW2tI/s400/photo-b8.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631540858068111186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqAUh9bt5qo/TidAuMqBE7I/AAAAAAAACv0/8dCNeYpYWP0/s400/photo-b9.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631541021465711538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And Ty put his shovel to good use by digging up sand crabs. I couldn't get him to touch it with his hands though ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-710JuoXw5XE/TidAvdy_erI/AAAAAAAACwM/m98Biw_uhB0/s400/b10.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631541043246627506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Bella takes after her mom, and enjoys relaxing on the towels and soaking up some sunshine :) I just love my girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ru4rkhvsvIE/TidAubbz99I/AAAAAAAACv8/kB9YlAqiFuw/s400/photo-b12.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631541025432664018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nMvXvPsPyRc/TidAupbcu8I/AAAAAAAACwE/4lfI8dLBL_Q/s400/photo-b11.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631541029189237698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Next up - a few funny pictures from Disneyland! ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-2893104285229979969?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/2893104285229979969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=2893104285229979969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/2893104285229979969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/2893104285229979969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/07/beach-bunnies.html' title='Beach Bunnies'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2wWuchHmwgo/TidAVbBplCI/AAAAAAAACu8/0-gP9Q2PiN4/s72-c/photo-b2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-7875278068037011538</id><published>2011-07-20T13:34:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T20:31:32.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motorhome travelers..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first day we spent in San Diego, we kept it pretty low-key, playing around the Mission Bay motorhome park. Yes... the motorhome park. Don't judge. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had brought our bikes along with us, and we are a family that &lt;i&gt;looves&lt;/i&gt; our bike rides, so we rode around for a while, even stopping at the pool to swim and play in the hot tub. We brought park games like croquet and bocci ball to play, and we even flew a kite for a little while when the wind picked up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep- just an all-Amercan day at the motorhome park. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stay classy San Diego ;) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATZW0P61UWk/Tic8TDwT8-I/AAAAAAAACuc/j3eaXo9EqBM/s1600/photo-rv5.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATZW0P61UWk/Tic8TDwT8-I/AAAAAAAACuc/j3eaXo9EqBM/s400/photo-rv5.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631536157173216226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kids playing together in the Bay- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S2IlM7D3YIs/Tic8P_N4Y9I/AAAAAAAACuU/CYY2fr2c4jQ/s1600/photo-rv4.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S2IlM7D3YIs/Tic8P_N4Y9I/AAAAAAAACuU/CYY2fr2c4jQ/s400/photo-rv4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631536104415454162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hugging on our bike ride... OK, maybe I told them to hug, and then this is what I got- a choke-hold of poor Ty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QaYcVd5sidU/Tic8Pm4XWxI/AAAAAAAACuM/Z0IYd1b8Nc4/s1600/photo-rv3.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QaYcVd5sidU/Tic8Pm4XWxI/AAAAAAAACuM/Z0IYd1b8Nc4/s400/photo-rv3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631536097882757906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And John thought it would be funny to bury Tyler and make him into a mermaid-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boi3nkQvu5o/Tic95rbFJCI/AAAAAAAACu0/Z8bdW2GzPrc/s400/photo-rv6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631537920168240162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Which, then of course Bella wanted to be something, so John made her into a muscle-man. Lovely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--jc7tTIPDr8/Tic9KSD1qCI/AAAAAAAACuk/N19-DfK9_ok/s400/photo-rv7.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631537105906018338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;More soon! ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TPloqChB93c/Tic8PeE6DLI/AAAAAAAACuE/Z9p7MWFni2A/s1600/photo-rv6.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-7875278068037011538?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/7875278068037011538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=7875278068037011538' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/7875278068037011538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/7875278068037011538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/07/motorhome-travelers.html' title='Motorhome travelers..'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATZW0P61UWk/Tic8TDwT8-I/AAAAAAAACuc/j3eaXo9EqBM/s72-c/photo-rv5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-2036391819678980918</id><published>2011-07-20T09:49:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T14:05:02.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anderson Adventure #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OK, so I'm finally catching up with blogging... &lt;i&gt;seems to be the line I always use&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But there isn't much time to blog when you are having as much fun as our family is having this summer =). We have had all sorts of little adventures, and I've been keeping pretty busy with the kiddos, in my attempts to keep them engaged and active this summer... plus cool in this darn heat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've started to come to terms with the idea that once kids are in school, the only &lt;i&gt;true&lt;/i&gt; quality time you have with them is on weekends and in the summers. The school nights are filled with too much activity... sports, errands, homework, dinner, and if we are lucky- a little bit of time before bed when were can read with the kids, play in the pool or play in the playroom. But then, its off to bed, and the day starts all over again with the rush to get out the door to school. And that is just &lt;i&gt;not ok&lt;/i&gt; with me! God has given me this teeny tiny window of opportunity with my kids while they are this young, and while they are forming and shaping who they are... and I just feel like I need &lt;i&gt;more time&lt;/i&gt; with them to make a true imprint. And this mutual desire to be with our kids is what has made me fall even more in love, and appreciate &lt;i&gt;even more&lt;/i&gt;, about John. He's not the kind of guy who wants to sit around and allow our kids to interact more with the tv than with us.... he wants to &lt;i&gt;get out there&lt;/i&gt; and make fun memories, and have quality time as a family. Gosh I love that about him!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So thus begins my posts on our family adventures... beginning with the first (and biggest!)... our very first family motor home trip!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2-bIdzPBI_I/Tic3fjPSUaI/AAAAAAAACs8/91_EuE8NdR8/s400/motorhome.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631530874224923042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids were having so much fun with the idea that you could get up and use the bathroom and walk around on the trip out to San Diego, but the trip was definitely not without its hiccups! Both kids enjoyed lounging on the couches and watching movies while we drove.. and I guess Bella felt like this was the perfect opportunity to travel in her underwear =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DjZwWRQLBhA/Tic3sjLrGZI/AAAAAAAACtE/-TooWMd9GCQ/s400/rv3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631531097548069266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m58pFJj2_Oc/Tic3sorlz4I/AAAAAAAACtM/TX1eL1ykspg/s400/rv1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631531099024117634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Here was our fearless captain in his chair. And no, we weren't in California yet, so its perfectly fine for him to use the phone ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OlGnW_4NhUQ/Tic3tEjlS6I/AAAAAAAACtU/m3fc_SysRtg/s400/rv2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631531106506722210" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ty liked sitting with me in the co-captain chair =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YQxROA1Gz9I/Tic4dBSwQ7I/AAAAAAAACtc/obL8spSDvPw/s400/photo-rv.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631531930264552370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And sometimes he was able to be daddy's co-captain all by himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n39doXl6azY/Tic4dS08JEI/AAAAAAAACtk/c-zTYD2j6o4/s400/photo-rv2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631531934971339842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I will spare you the details but basically, here is a rundown of our funny mishaps:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* the motorhome overheated on the mountains just before San Diego, and we had to turn off all the AC and sit in a hot motorhome on the side of the road while it cooled down enough to continue. Not fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* Ty was walking around with a blanket on his head (I have no idea why...) and ran into the counter, producing a small gash above his eye. And lots of tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* The refrigerator was doing something funky.. and started to smell like the worst gas every time you opened it. We started a routine of spraying Febreeze before and right after anyone opened the fridge. Ugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* We failed in trying to start our BBQ. I still don't understand why. But nevertheless, we sat there with cold, raw, hamburger patties until John had to practically light them on fire to cook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But those were all funny memories made... and we have laughed about it since then. It just wasn't too funny at the time! ;)  Once we got there, we enjoyed family bike rides around the bay, trips to Sea World, the beach, and of course- Grandma's house. Bella even made homemade cookies and lemonade with Grandma, and they had a cute little lemonade stand in their neighborhood (which by the way- thank goodness for their neighbors in the cul-de-sac, because you wouldn't believe how many people would just drive by and wave instead of stop! I mean, c'mon people- you don't have 50 cents to make a little girls' day?! Sheesh!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the end of the trip, we hit up Disneyland in our good ol' motorhome :) And actually, it was quite convenient to park in the parking lot and be able to go back during the day for snacks and a nap! I'll be posting pictures in different installments, so stay tuned! But let me warn you... I took a "fancy camera hiatus" during the vacation, so pretty much everything was taken with my iPhone! Yippee for Apple technology ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-2036391819678980918?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/2036391819678980918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=2036391819678980918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/2036391819678980918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/2036391819678980918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/07/anderson-adventure-1.html' title='Anderson Adventure #1'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2-bIdzPBI_I/Tic3fjPSUaI/AAAAAAAACs8/91_EuE8NdR8/s72-c/motorhome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-2681374226984181011</id><published>2011-06-28T10:29:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T09:49:19.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Enough Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;So true, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So, we are back from our little vacation.... scratch that- our little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. I'm up to my eyeballs in laundry and unpacking.. and cleaning.. and grocery shopping... and somehow, I need to get my bible study done before girls' group tonight. Yes, I just totally called myself out on the fact that I haven't done it yet. Hope you girls are reading this and understand ;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Is it possible to create a day with 36 hours in it???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Oh- and just to brighten the day, I found a &lt;i&gt;grey hair&lt;/i&gt;. Add it to the few that I have been finding here and there... and I'm pretty upset about it. I'm too young, right?? So I will be heading to the salon this week... maybe it will be just the refreshing break that I need :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Gotta get back to unpacking- updates on our &lt;i&gt;adventure&lt;/i&gt; coming soon! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-2681374226984181011?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/2681374226984181011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=2681374226984181011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/2681374226984181011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/2681374226984181011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/06/not-enough-time.html' title='Not Enough Time'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-7260910191249683375</id><published>2011-06-22T08:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T08:54:58.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here We Go.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sHmaQTeKKuc/TgIPOFLLfuI/AAAAAAAACrc/3fsHx3_ysTs/s1600/motorhome.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sHmaQTeKKuc/TgIPOFLLfuI/AAAAAAAACrc/3fsHx3_ysTs/s400/motorhome.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621072019493453538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are hitting the open road in this bad boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have never done this before, and I am nervous but super excited for the fun memories we are going to make with the kids. We've got beach toys, kites, bikes, boogie boards and all sorts of vacation toys packed away, and we are ready for some fun :). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be taking pictures and documenting this adventure, so that I can share our hilarious outtakes with everyone once we get home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the meantime- pray for John as he navigates the road behind this massive machine. The open desert road I'm not worried about.... but the crowded streets of San Diego, and then Anaheim?..... Watch your toes, children, bikes, small dogs, or even your car that might be parked on the street.... What we can't see when we side-swipe it,  didn't really happen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woopsie! :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-7260910191249683375?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/7260910191249683375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=7260910191249683375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/7260910191249683375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/7260910191249683375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/06/here-we-go.html' title='Here We Go.....'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sHmaQTeKKuc/TgIPOFLLfuI/AAAAAAAACrc/3fsHx3_ysTs/s72-c/motorhome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-4444400854542791043</id><published>2011-06-20T19:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T20:02:02.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Without A Picture.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know- boring, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I have no pictures to share today. I am exhausted after finally finishing last week... which was no less than the week from ****.  Seriously.  I am overworked, over-committed, over-tired, and now my body is finally catching up with me. I am really starting to learn the value of boundaries- and I'm vowing to start making them in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right after I say yes to one more commitment... because &lt;i&gt;seriously&lt;/i&gt;- I can't stop myself.   I have a a problem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you know what? Amidst my crazy busy week, God found a way to sneak some incredible blessings into my life. I enjoyed coffee and exploring for photo locations with a friend, I had a blast swimming in the pool with John and the kids, and enjoyed a relaxing bbq party with a close friend who was celebrating his birthday.  And just like that-  all was well in my world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight I even got to slip away for some time with a friend and a glass of wine at happy hour. So maybe instead of allowing my head to spin with all of the commitments and to-do lists I make, I should relish in these small enjoyable moments that bless my day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will add that to my to-do list :) . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-4444400854542791043?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/4444400854542791043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=4444400854542791043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/4444400854542791043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/4444400854542791043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/06/post-without-picture.html' title='Post Without A Picture.'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-3246283073390257585</id><published>2011-06-01T16:25:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T20:58:42.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Do I Start?...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In my attempts (&lt;i&gt;weak&lt;/i&gt; attempt, at that) to catch up on the Spring activities that I missed blogging about- here are a few highlights:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*this may be a long one...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) An obvious one here- but my babies are getting so big.  Boo :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hvColIIeL9U/TebLJS2sCwI/AAAAAAAACqI/vozW3585eRI/s400/mothersday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613397346104380162" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella graduated Kindergarten and starts 1st Grade in the Fall. Am I old enough to have a 1st Grader? Apparently I am. I'm not sure which is more upsetting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) Speaking of Kindergarten, Bella had an end of the year performance, where she performed songs with her class and recited the entire Psalm 23 all by herself. I'm not kidding. It was AWESOME. I was so proud of her, and I felt the hot tears welling in my eyes the entire time. I kept telling myself, &lt;i&gt;"don't blink, don't blink"&lt;/i&gt; because I knew the tears were about to start flowing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tIsZ4w7RmKQ/TebM1i5LAPI/AAAAAAAACqQ/Al85JqdIyuo/s400/DSC_4225-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613399205835636978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1xyG5d095so/TebRFca8qvI/AAAAAAAACqY/e8tNooCTPTw/s400/DSC_4219-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613403877022673650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Each child received a medal after they recited Psalm 23 individually, and Bella proudly wore hers all day :). Then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; teacher presented each child with an award for a specific &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;character&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; trait that they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;displayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;throughout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; the year. It was really cute the way she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;personalized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; each trait for each child- it made all of them feel special. But I was seriously welling up with pride when Bella received hers.  She received a certificate for displaying "virtue" all year. It was written that it meant, "Doing what is right, in a Christ-like way".  As a parent, I cannot possibly think of anything more beautiful that could be said about my child. I am so proud of her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;I could burst.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xFVuvwE7bd0/TebRt8h4VmI/AAAAAAAACqg/1sf9xex553g/s400/DSC_4261-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613404572836451938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;3) And as usual, we split our time between our home in Scottsdale, and our home-away-from-home in good ol' San Diego. As much as I bug my parents about moving out here to be near Emily and I... I secretly love that they live in SD because it allows us to visit.   A lot.  Which we do.  &lt;i&gt; A lot.  :)  &lt;/i&gt;We spent Easter in San Diego this year, and enjoyed some relaxing time (as you can see in this next picture, Ty was &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; relaxed as he slept on top of poor Em and Arece)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LAnb6dj4o2o/TfQ0-db9rnI/AAAAAAAACqw/u9_mOxK4WsI/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617172882896301682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And we did the usual traditions of dying easter eggs... and picked out our own personal eggs that would be used the next morning in our traditional "Riolo Family Egg Fights". If you've never heard of said tradition- you are missing out. Big time. But more on that later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ncX5V8Z49yk/TfQ0-yU41uI/AAAAAAAACq4/yZBaGfqdDm8/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617172888503768802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And the little man who stole my heart is getting bigger and more handsome every day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pWP2ezU-kYA/TfQ2kNEV9DI/AAAAAAAACrA/i7k9Z2W3KEc/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617174630848918578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;How could you resist that face??!  Ty is 3 1/2, and he has absolutely blossomed recently. He can write his name (and "mom" "dad" and "bella" ) with really good penmanship, and he is constantly amazing us his imagination. He draws pictures of his favorite machines, like excavators and bulldozers, and he creates imaginary scenes wherever he plays. He's asking really smart questions lately, and you can just see the wheels turning in his head as he tries to figure out the way things work around him. But as independent as he is- he just loves being Bella's sidekick, and he would happily follow her anywhere. The two of them are best friends, and his little face just lights up when his sister walks in the door. I love watching the relationship that they are forming, and the way that they protect each other and defend each other whenever one of them is in trouble :). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;I'm a pretty blessed mom, indeed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;So that was a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;pitiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; "catch-up", but it will have to do for now. We have a lot going on this summer, so I'm determined to jump back on the wagon of documenting these precious memories! And as busy as it can be- I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; summers with my kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And dare I say-  they love summers with me as well :) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-3246283073390257585?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/3246283073390257585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=3246283073390257585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/3246283073390257585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/3246283073390257585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/06/where-do-i-start.html' title='Where Do I Start?...'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hvColIIeL9U/TebLJS2sCwI/AAAAAAAACqI/vozW3585eRI/s72-c/mothersday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-5290350878831887937</id><published>2011-06-01T14:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T14:40:16.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MKCepwGNJ_I/Teaw4-U6a-I/AAAAAAAACp4/QtiZYG_IN2w/s1600/I%2527m%2Bback%2521-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MKCepwGNJ_I/Teaw4-U6a-I/AAAAAAAACp4/QtiZYG_IN2w/s400/I%2527m%2Bback%2521-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613368478413777890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt;. It's been forever. Like 5 months, really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The truth is- &lt;i&gt;life&lt;/i&gt; just got in the way! But when I took a step back and realized that this meager little blog of mine is the way that I document our everyday happenings around the Anderson family (I even print the blog at the end of the year as a pseudo-album for myself), I realized that I really should dive back into it. Make it a &lt;i&gt;discipline&lt;/i&gt; even. If I'm dedicated to it, it will come more naturally, and then I'll have all these cute stories and pictures of the kids to document and look back on to remember. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So hang tight- there will be a mini-catch up (because really- I can't completely catch you all up on &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt;!) and then I will be back on the saddle :) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lot's going on in our family, so hang in there! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-5290350878831887937?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/5290350878831887937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=5290350878831887937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/5290350878831887937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/5290350878831887937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MKCepwGNJ_I/Teaw4-U6a-I/AAAAAAAACp4/QtiZYG_IN2w/s72-c/I%2527m%2Bback%2521-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-1992218449896339216</id><published>2011-01-12T18:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T18:32:59.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let The Games Begin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always knew that some day our little man Ty would have a schedule full of sports practices and games, and I would be that proud (and slightly crazy-protective) mom sitting on the sidelines sipping her coffee and marveling over how amazing her son is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I will be &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now that he is 3, he can finally join some organized sports! This is his first experience with a sports team, so we thought it would be fun for him to do it with his cousin and best buddy, Little Dave. The two of them looked absolutely &lt;i&gt;heartbreaking&lt;/i&gt; in their adorable tiny shin guards and big smiles. And just like I always thought he would be- Ty jumped right in there and &lt;i&gt;loved&lt;/i&gt; it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was super worried that he wouldn't listen to the coach (primarily based on my personal experience at home with him not listening to &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;) but apparently, coaches are cooler. Ty not only listened to every command, but he picked up on all the drills and moves, and he had this permanent grin on his face the whole time. He and little Dave were just too cute for words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am seriously having so much fun with the kids at these ages, how can I freeze time???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TS5V_9YpYcI/AAAAAAAACog/7StDO_ctLig/s400/soccer2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561477147147198914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Best buddies and teammates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TS5WAXM-ewI/AAAAAAAACoo/0eQHYzoEBSk/s400/soccer1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561477154077571842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Love you Ty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-1992218449896339216?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/1992218449896339216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=1992218449896339216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/1992218449896339216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/1992218449896339216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/01/let-games-begin.html' title='Let The Games Begin!'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TS5V_9YpYcI/AAAAAAAACog/7StDO_ctLig/s72-c/soccer2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-7521002767769814977</id><published>2011-01-09T10:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T10:45:19.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Boy And His Papa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSnz7h7npCI/AAAAAAAACoY/qTy4ClmUzAg/s1600/c9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSnz7h7npCI/AAAAAAAACoY/qTy4ClmUzAg/s400/c9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560243419011851298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They like to go to the Italian barbershop together for haircuts and a little male-bonding time. Ty loves his Papa, and Papa is crazy about Tyler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* I love both of them :) *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-7521002767769814977?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/7521002767769814977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=7521002767769814977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/7521002767769814977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/7521002767769814977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/01/boy-and-his-papa.html' title='A Boy And His Papa'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSnz7h7npCI/AAAAAAAACoY/qTy4ClmUzAg/s72-c/c9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-2726824511159004626</id><published>2011-01-09T10:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T10:43:18.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh I just love these two.  So much that it hurts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSnxvX67S4I/AAAAAAAACoQ/5bQMZ3feb48/s1600/c1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSnxvX67S4I/AAAAAAAACoQ/5bQMZ3feb48/s400/c1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560241011142904706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On our way rushing out the door to get to Christmas Eve service at church, I snapped a few pics of my babies to remember these fun ages. I think this was the best Christmas yet because at 5 &amp;amp; 3 years old, they were both &lt;i&gt;over-the-moon&lt;/i&gt; excited about Christmas and all of the festivities involved. Both of them really understood the meaning of Jesus' birth, and Bella even impressed us all by memorizing the longest bible verse I had ever heard her recite. I will try to post a video, because it was &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; impressive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't even believe how much she has changed since last Christmas. Ugh, it both melts and breaks my heart at the same time. She is so beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSnxvP5IeTI/AAAAAAAACoI/_3ZQvAOERuc/s1600/c7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSnxvP5IeTI/AAAAAAAACoI/_3ZQvAOERuc/s400/c7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560241008987896114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSnxu1bgBAI/AAAAAAAACoA/iX2Lvos7Oa4/s1600/c8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSnxu1bgBAI/AAAAAAAACoA/iX2Lvos7Oa4/s400/c8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560241001884288002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent the entire day of Christmas lounging in our pajamas (matching of course... thank you Grandma :) ) and playing with the kids' new toys. I was really excited to share some old classics with our kids this year, like Operation. Remember that game?? They loved it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSnxupVW5wI/AAAAAAAACn4/UYRuuHsAkCE/s1600/c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSnxupVW5wI/AAAAAAAACn4/UYRuuHsAkCE/s400/c2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560240998637299458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Ty worked with Dad to practice swinging the bat with accuracy in preparation for T-Ball in the Spring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Notice John's snowman pj's :)  And notice Ty's &lt;i&gt;lack of&lt;/i&gt; pj's :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSnw-P_GiUI/AAAAAAAACns/hSdD87Efid0/s1600/c6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSnw-P_GiUI/AAAAAAAACns/hSdD87Efid0/s400/c6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560240167199344962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSnw93X6puI/AAAAAAAACnk/CbKTAFpmrOQ/s1600/c4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSnw93X6puI/AAAAAAAACnk/CbKTAFpmrOQ/s400/c4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560240160592537314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSnw9qtkbpI/AAAAAAAACnc/fGqefqqEkms/s1600/c5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSnw9qtkbpI/AAAAAAAACnc/fGqefqqEkms/s400/c5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560240157193694866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And when you are a 3 year old little boy, and don't want to waste your time going inside to go to the bathroom, you do this.  Oh my sweet little boy. You are &lt;i&gt;ALL BOY&lt;/i&gt; for sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSnw9L8IS5I/AAAAAAAACnU/tr6qDAwoDoI/s1600/c3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSnw9L8IS5I/AAAAAAAACnU/tr6qDAwoDoI/s400/c3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560240148933266322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-2726824511159004626?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/2726824511159004626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=2726824511159004626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/2726824511159004626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/2726824511159004626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-christmas-angels.html' title='My Christmas Angels'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSnxvX67S4I/AAAAAAAACoQ/5bQMZ3feb48/s72-c/c1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-2538375775894729221</id><published>2011-01-09T10:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T10:25:22.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Go Eagles!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSntci_OytI/AAAAAAAACnM/8C2rjNCayw4/s1600/cheer6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSntci_OytI/AAAAAAAACnM/8C2rjNCayw4/s400/cheer6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560236289649724114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is this the cutest little cheerleader you have ever seen, or what??!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little while ago, Bella participated in a one-day cheer camp at school, to try it out and see if she liked it. She was one of just a few Kindergarten girls that participated, and I was so amazed by how much she loved it! All the girls learned some cheers and a dance routine from their "coaches" (older girls from the high school squad), and then they performed them that night at a Varsity basketball game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;John and I were absolutely &lt;i&gt;dying&lt;/i&gt; as we watched form the stands. It was so stinkin' adorable to see Bella standing in the front row, yelling out the cheers, and watching her coaches intensely as she followed along. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSntcRJlTmI/AAAAAAAACnE/s0EZiVT9s2A/s1600/cheer5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSntcRJlTmI/AAAAAAAACnE/s0EZiVT9s2A/s400/cheer5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560236284861304418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her cousin Marley did it with her, and we are so excited that next year, the girls get to be on the 1st &amp;amp; 2nd grade cheerleading squad together. It will be so much fun to watch them at football games cheering together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSntb7GuXoI/AAAAAAAACm8/5vCtARCPBzc/s1600/cheer4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSntb7GuXoI/AAAAAAAACm8/5vCtARCPBzc/s1600/cheer4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSntb7GuXoI/AAAAAAAACm8/5vCtARCPBzc/s400/cheer4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560236278943735426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSns5EglIMI/AAAAAAAACm0/IP8kYvM2X9o/s1600/cheer3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSns5EglIMI/AAAAAAAACm0/IP8kYvM2X9o/s400/cheer3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560235680172679362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSns46MhU3I/AAAAAAAACms/S9__3jeQH1k/s1600/cheer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSns46MhU3I/AAAAAAAACms/S9__3jeQH1k/s400/cheer2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560235677404189554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSns4r-RlgI/AAAAAAAACmk/jTjC1FvytaQ/s1600/cheer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSns4r-RlgI/AAAAAAAACmk/jTjC1FvytaQ/s400/cheer1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560235673586341378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh my little Bella ~ we have &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; many fun times ahead. I can't wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then again... let's try to soak it up for as long as we can =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-2538375775894729221?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/2538375775894729221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=2538375775894729221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/2538375775894729221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/2538375775894729221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2011/01/lets-go-eagles.html' title='Let&apos;s Go Eagles!'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TSntci_OytI/AAAAAAAACnM/8C2rjNCayw4/s72-c/cheer6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-8652082552000980694</id><published>2010-12-03T19:51:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T20:47:34.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just For The Grandparents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPmvTgo27JI/AAAAAAAACls/JmEuJr-SUCM/s1600/gd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPmvTgo27JI/AAAAAAAACls/JmEuJr-SUCM/s400/gd1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546657165797158034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last week (like I said earlier, I'm &lt;i&gt;trying&lt;/i&gt; to catch up!) was Grandparents' Day at Bella's school. Her Kindergarten class had worked &lt;i&gt;so &lt;/i&gt;hard to prepare the most adorable song, complete with sign language to go along, and a few other small songs, dances and bible verses. My parents happened to be in town for Thanksgiving and Ty's birthday, so Bella was thrilled to have them attend! In fact, she was &lt;i&gt;double&lt;/i&gt; blessed because John's parents live right down the street, so she had both sets there to watch her perform. There was a strict rule that parents we not allowed...only the grandparents~ but I had a sneaky way in because Mrs. Sia asked if I would come be a class helper that day, so of course I said yes!! {and I &lt;i&gt;maaaay&lt;/i&gt; have snuck in a picture or two) My little princess got to stand front and center for the performance in the gym (you &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; the proud mom in me was secretly super excited about that) and I have a better, more close up picture that is still stuck on a memory card somewhere... that always seems to happen to me when I'm looking for pictures :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Isabella with her two best friends, Lauren &amp;amp; Grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPmvUWUYakI/AAAAAAAACl8/U_DtRKnZV-8/s400/gd3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546657180206787138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Performing their songs and dances in front of all the grandparents in their classroom :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPmvUEhcX7I/AAAAAAAACl0/UOznnO43eiI/s400/gd2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546657175429734322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And here's a recent oh-so-lovely development... Bella like to &lt;i&gt;shmoosh&lt;/i&gt; her chin in when she smiles for the camera, giving herself like 4 double chins.     Super cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPmvegviqoI/AAAAAAAACmE/9GOS276fPsY/s400/gd4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546657354803751554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-8652082552000980694?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/8652082552000980694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=8652082552000980694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/8652082552000980694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/8652082552000980694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-for-grandparents.html' title='Just For The Grandparents'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPmvTgo27JI/AAAAAAAACls/JmEuJr-SUCM/s72-c/gd1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-3024227627195731999</id><published>2010-12-02T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T18:24:34.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm In Love With Two Men.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPhGpxJYYZI/AAAAAAAAClk/CYtzyO6raww/s1600/tyjohn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPhGpxJYYZI/AAAAAAAAClk/CYtzyO6raww/s400/tyjohn1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546260624488030610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And they both love me back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a lucky woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-3024227627195731999?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/3024227627195731999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=3024227627195731999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/3024227627195731999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/3024227627195731999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-in-love-with-two-men.html' title='I&apos;m In Love With Two Men.'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPhGpxJYYZI/AAAAAAAAClk/CYtzyO6raww/s72-c/tyjohn1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-6931191239594552930</id><published>2010-12-02T13:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:27:15.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey Day 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgH39UrGcI/AAAAAAAACks/kEo5cek1rqk/s400/thx4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546191599042238914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Yep. I cooked that sucker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;I offered to host Thanksgiving this year, and this was my beautiful bird in all its glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgH4Uk3_HI/AAAAAAAACk0/BRkj_hkBls0/s400/thx1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546191605284207730" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgH4rTvxLI/AAAAAAAACk8/OsMHwsQrlEc/s400/thx2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546191611386381490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;We had my parents here for Thanksgiving, as well as Emily's roommate, and three of John's cousins and Jazz's girlfriend Lexy. Full house! The dinner was pretty good if I do say so myself, and the best part was that I used paper and plastic (the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;fancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; kind that looks like real silverware! Is it weird that I used fancy plastic utensils?) so that the clean up was a cinch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Here are Jazz and Lexy (I also did a photo shoot with them that you can view &lt;a href="http://www.briandersonphotos.com/blog/2010/12/jazz-lexy/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;but Ty decided to crash this picture, so he jumped in :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgIesSrp6I/AAAAAAAAClc/f0hSbITlzSA/s1600/thx8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgIesSrp6I/AAAAAAAAClc/f0hSbITlzSA/s400/thx8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546192264485382050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgIeG1H1AI/AAAAAAAAClU/ZAKujLtHkHU/s1600/thx7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgIeG1H1AI/AAAAAAAAClU/ZAKujLtHkHU/s400/thx7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546192254429287426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Siblings, Arece, SunShine &amp;amp; Jazz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgIdzRbzWI/AAAAAAAAClM/B1ijCpXMhSw/s1600/thx6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgIdzRbzWI/AAAAAAAAClM/B1ijCpXMhSw/s400/thx6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546192249179327842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And of course, Arece's girlfriend just happens to be my little sister. I know- it's a weird mash-up of families. But John and I checked it out to make sure there wasn't anything creepy with them dating :) They aren't related, so its all good :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgIdtmtcKI/AAAAAAAAClE/HvQMTtKFeEY/s1600/thx3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgIdtmtcKI/AAAAAAAAClE/HvQMTtKFeEY/s400/thx3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546192247657951394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;All in all, it was a fun weekend of visiting, and now its off to prepare for Christmas! I must be getting old because I swear we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; had Christmas. Time to flying by me insanely fast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-6931191239594552930?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/6931191239594552930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=6931191239594552930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/6931191239594552930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/6931191239594552930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/12/turkey-day-2010.html' title='Turkey Day 2010'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgH39UrGcI/AAAAAAAACks/kEo5cek1rqk/s72-c/thx4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-4943802823737840206</id><published>2010-12-02T13:07:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:15:08.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time To Get Away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're at it again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The six of us escaping up to the mountains for our annual retreat. You know the rules- no make-up, you &lt;i&gt;must&lt;/i&gt; stay in your sweats, we eat and drink as much as we want, we stay inside by the fire talking, playing games and watching movies.... even give up cell phone service (well &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; did. Darn AT&amp;amp;T.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a rule in our group that the only kids allowed are babies under 9 months. Well, basically if they can crawl.. they are too old. We learned that lesson after I brought Ty when he was 10 months old. Let's just say we had to move very trinket off the shelves low to the ground, and Hudson had a traumatizing experience with a jumper-swing. So, this year it really was an all-girls trip, because all of our babies were beautiful little girls! We had Lily, Grace and Sienna join the big girls for a little getaway :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgHWsd1BUI/AAAAAAAACkk/-qUXp81pU6k/s1600/girls6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgHWsd1BUI/AAAAAAAACkk/-qUXp81pU6k/s400/girls6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546191027581551938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grace was the oldest, and the social butterfly. She had lots of great heart-to-heart talks with Sienna and Lily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgHV4nvM7I/AAAAAAAACkc/wepdpuLEgKo/s1600/girls5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgHV4nvM7I/AAAAAAAACkc/wepdpuLEgKo/s1600/girls5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgHV4nvM7I/AAAAAAAACkc/wepdpuLEgKo/s400/girls5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546191013664469938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily's pudgy cheeks and full lips give me baby fever. But the look on Amanda's face when she had been up since 5am, quickly cured my fever ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgHVbxaGxI/AAAAAAAACkU/_gA2ORDWX5M/s1600/girls4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgHVbxaGxI/AAAAAAAACkU/_gA2ORDWX5M/s1600/girls4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgHVbxaGxI/AAAAAAAACkU/_gA2ORDWX5M/s400/girls4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546191005920402194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We cook, drink, laugh and have fun. &lt;i&gt;It's just what we do. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgHFxWHb-I/AAAAAAAACkM/yReReQ_JxgA/s1600/girls3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgHFxWHb-I/AAAAAAAACkM/yReReQ_JxgA/s1600/girls3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgHFxWHb-I/AAAAAAAACkM/yReReQ_JxgA/s400/girls3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546190736833605602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Here are the five women who liked our special cocktail recipe for a sour limon gimlet. It was a cross-breed between my recipe ad Kerri's recipe (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;with secret ingredients that can not be shared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgHEyxtYhI/AAAAAAAACj8/TRr9HpteVCA/s400/girls2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546190720037904914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And here is the one weirdo who did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; like the gimlet ~ and instead, preferred a bottle of hideously sweet white zinfandel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgHFWOG3hI/AAAAAAAACkE/7EjPKU2Vlfo/s1600/girls1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgHFWOG3hI/AAAAAAAACkE/7EjPKU2Vlfo/s1600/girls1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgHFWOG3hI/AAAAAAAACkE/7EjPKU2Vlfo/s400/girls1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546190729552256530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;The rest of the pictures shall remain unseen by the general public :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Love you girls!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-4943802823737840206?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/4943802823737840206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=4943802823737840206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/4943802823737840206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/4943802823737840206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/12/time-to-get-away.html' title='Time To Get Away...'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPgHWsd1BUI/AAAAAAAACkk/-qUXp81pU6k/s72-c/girls6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-2820573990680699152</id><published>2010-12-02T12:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:04:55.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Buddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, so I'm a little far behind in blogging... but now I'm trying to catch up to speed :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have t start with Tyler's 3rd birthday. I just can't believe how big he is, and how fast these three years have gone by. There is a spot in my heart that will forever be Tyler's... he has truly stolen my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is my brave little protecter :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPfzaoQ1aZI/AAAAAAAACj0/1R15BLPvLZo/s1600/t16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPfzaoQ1aZI/AAAAAAAACj0/1R15BLPvLZo/s400/t16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546169104940231058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPfzaJCVzmI/AAAAAAAACjs/WrtjMZfSmkY/s1600/t20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPfzaJCVzmI/AAAAAAAACjs/WrtjMZfSmkY/s400/t20.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546169096557940322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPfzZuXyk3I/AAAAAAAACjk/0U7FpPapXIY/s1600/t17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPfzZuXyk3I/AAAAAAAACjk/0U7FpPapXIY/s400/t17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546169089400148850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wrote a tribute to him for his birthday on my photography blog, and I have decided to make a birthday video for the kids every year. That way, I will have a whole video library of each birthday... documenting each milestone as it passes. If I close my eyes, I can still picture him as this tiny little newborn, all snuggled on my chest. If any of you know how to time travel- please let me know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ty, I love you more than I could ever describe in words. You are the perfect little boy, and I am enjoying every minute of being your mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hugs and kisses, Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;** You can see his birthday post and video &lt;a href="http://www.briandersonphotos.com/blog/2010/11/my-little-boy/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; **&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-2820573990680699152?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/2820573990680699152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=2820573990680699152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/2820573990680699152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/2820573990680699152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-buddy.html' title='Happy Birthday Buddy'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TPfzaoQ1aZI/AAAAAAAACj0/1R15BLPvLZo/s72-c/t16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-6632599351541411917</id><published>2010-11-02T15:30:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T15:47:46.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beautiful Rapunzel &amp; Brave Knight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TNCT1UGdH-I/AAAAAAAACik/sNDLMNXlyS8/s1600/halloween4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TNCT1UGdH-I/AAAAAAAACik/sNDLMNXlyS8/s400/halloween4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535086486176473058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TNCT053zV4I/AAAAAAAACic/e_oiE9q4HPI/s1600/halloween8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TNCT053zV4I/AAAAAAAACic/e_oiE9q4HPI/s400/halloween8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535086479135692674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you were to ask Tyler a month ago what he wanted to be for Halloween it was not a knight. In fact, it was quite different.... he would of emphatically told you that he wanted to be "an EXCAVATOR!!!!" with his big ear-to-ear grin and sparkling blue eyes gleaming with excitement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An excavator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A big, yellow, dirty Caterpillar machine that digs dirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(At least &lt;i&gt;I think&lt;/i&gt; that's what it does. To get an accurate job description, I should really ask Tyler)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ty is &lt;i&gt;obsessed&lt;/i&gt; with big trucks, any kind of construction equipment, semi-trucks and all-around boy stuff. And if it has lights or a siren- its even cooler. I kid you not- the boy stands out on the curb in his underwear every Tuesday morning, just so he can wave to the garbage man and marvel at the big yellow truck. I promise to take a picture next Tuesday... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, John researched how to make a home-made excavator costume, but with only a few days before Halloween, we decided it was too big of a task to take on. So, a knight it was! Bella had already decided months ago that she was obsessed with Rapunzel, so that was already a done deal. And what better to go with a princess, than a brave knight to defend her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TNCUK5l6zSI/AAAAAAAACis/eoGcHxIqOOo/s400/halloween2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535086857017806114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;I actually snapped the above picture just as Ty had picked a flower and was giving it to his sister!! How sweet are those two??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TNCULufHZYI/AAAAAAAACi0/zH3RgxYS1Lw/s400/halloween3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535086871216350594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella loved her costume. She twirled around constantly, and flipped her hair back and forth for emphasis of her diva status. It was pretty hilarious to see her in the wig... kinda made me smile at the end of the night when she took it off and I got to see my curly-haired beauty again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TNCUzrncb-I/AAAAAAAACi8/Rx6vBDmpPTg/s400/halloween7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535087557640744930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TNCUzwbbctI/AAAAAAAACjE/It3NoHNMe6Y/s400/halloween6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535087558932525778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But they had fun running around at our church's Fall Festival, and then partying it up and trick-or-treating with their cousins (I'll try to get a picture of all the kids together).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And at the end of the night, John and I had successfully picked out all our favorite candies from the kids' buckets, and we had happy, exhausted kiddos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just the way we like it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-6632599351541411917?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/6632599351541411917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=6632599351541411917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/6632599351541411917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/6632599351541411917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-beautiful-rapunzel-brave-knight.html' title='My Beautiful Rapunzel &amp; Brave Knight'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TNCT1UGdH-I/AAAAAAAACik/sNDLMNXlyS8/s72-c/halloween4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-1904759194652422221</id><published>2010-10-26T20:30:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T11:21:00.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Words I Can't Forget....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other day I was working on a project, and I was going through some home videos of Bella and Ty when I first brought home Ty from the hospital. I couldn't get over how much life has changed. How much &lt;i&gt;they&lt;/i&gt; had changed. In fact- how much &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; had changed!  And it reminded me that it had been a while since I had blogged about the cute little moments and things they say that make me smile. I want to keep them etched in my mind forever- so I &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; to document them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TMm7cYYDerI/AAAAAAAACiE/NKizwarOZu4/s400/0139.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533159713455438514" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TMm7xnIc-zI/AAAAAAAACiM/ctMLnATxTGU/s400/0145.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533160078193785650" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of our favorite "Ty-isms" is the way that he phrases every question as a &lt;b&gt;statement&lt;/b&gt;. For example, when he wants juice he will say- "You can get me juice?!" or "You can help me up?!" He's asking a question, but he always forgets to say &lt;i&gt;"can you.."&lt;/i&gt; So everything sounds like he's making a demand, and it cracks us up. Our favorite (or maybe not...) is when he poops on the potty, and we hear him yelling to us from down the hall- "YOU CAN WIPE ME?!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a few of our favorite "mixed up" word that Ty uses.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"merote"&lt;/b&gt; - remote&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"banilla"&lt;/b&gt; - vanilla. Anything that tastes sweet, Ty tells us "yummm, it tastes like &lt;i&gt;banilla!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"mother-trucker"&lt;/b&gt; - john thought it would be funny to tell him that's what a semi-truck is called. But now we can't get him to change it, and he yells out this inappropriate term every time he sees one. Oh brother. Thanks John.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"prayroom"&lt;/b&gt; - playroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And for Isabella, lately we just crack up at her stories and comments about school. It's like she has this whole other world in Kindergarten that we don't know about- and hearing her tell us about it is like seeing her as this new little person. Some of our favorite stories she's told us-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* The time that two boys in her class got a red card for pulling down their pants. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* Hearing her light up with joy when talking about what "job" she was assigned in class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* The time she excitedly told us about her first bus ride on a field trip- and the joy of not having to wear a seat belt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* She told us Cole said he wants to marry her. Apparently, this little boy has quite the crush on our Bella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* Watching her practice and perform the songs they learn in class. My favorite is when she sings "America the Beautiful". Its so adorable! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* The pride she felt when she got to have a special lunch with the teacher for having a green card every day for a month. That's right- we have a little teachers' pet on our hands :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TMm-RfyhjmI/AAAAAAAACiU/mT8u42gQ4K8/s400/0101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533162825001832034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;I just love them so much, I could burst!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;{ps- thank you steph for the priceless pics of my babies}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-1904759194652422221?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/1904759194652422221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=1904759194652422221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/1904759194652422221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/1904759194652422221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/10/words-i-cant-forget.html' title='The Words I Can&apos;t Forget....'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TMm7cYYDerI/AAAAAAAACiE/NKizwarOZu4/s72-c/0139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-6609658520354227811</id><published>2010-10-02T11:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T11:30:56.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty in Pink</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TKd5UWFK7rI/AAAAAAAACh4/_0ttnBhDmoE/s1600/pink1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TKd5UWFK7rI/AAAAAAAACh4/_0ttnBhDmoE/s400/pink1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523516858424815282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night Bella had a &lt;i&gt;pinktastic&lt;/i&gt; date with her Aunt Emily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The two of them donned perfectly pink outfits, and made their way downtown to see &lt;i&gt;Pinkalicious: The Musical &lt;/i&gt;, which happens to be an adorable theatre production of Isabella's favorite book- Pinkalicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To make the date even more special, Aunt Emily bought Bella a Pinkalicious crown, a new Pinkalicious doll and a few books to bring along to the show in case someone could "autograph" them for her. And what do you know- Pinkalicious &lt;i&gt;herself&lt;/i&gt; signed Bella's book for her, and told her that she look absolutely beautiful in her pink outfit! Bella was in heaven. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A new sparkly wand, an evening watching a &lt;i&gt;pink-errific &lt;/i&gt;musical, and a few hot pink cupcakes later... Bella was sound asleep in the car ride home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a day-  and what an Aunt! We love you Aunt Emily!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-6609658520354227811?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/6609658520354227811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=6609658520354227811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/6609658520354227811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/6609658520354227811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/10/pretty-in-pink.html' title='Pretty in Pink'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TKd5UWFK7rI/AAAAAAAACh4/_0ttnBhDmoE/s72-c/pink1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-1372831455720234261</id><published>2010-09-27T11:07:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T11:30:43.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New York, New York!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, so I have &lt;i&gt;waaaaaay&lt;/i&gt; to many posts to start posting, because I know I have fallen way behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But in order to start it off right, I have to do a quick post about our fabulous trip to New York with our fabulous friends Brad &amp;amp; Megan! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It started a few months ago when we took a San Diego vacation with them and all our kids, and we all agreed that we needed an adults-only getaway together. Brad and Megan had already started planning a trip to New York for Brad's birthday (big 3-0!), and asked us to come along, so how could we say no??! Count us in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{&lt;i&gt;I will pause for a minute to give a HUGE thank-you to my sister and Arece for watching the kids for us and allowing us to enjoy ourselves while we were so far away! We love you guys!&lt;/i&gt;}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The place where we stayed was &lt;i&gt;unbelievable&lt;/i&gt;. A 25th floor penthouse on the corner of 48th &amp;amp; Broadway, just blocks from Times Square. I have too many memories to post, so I will simply condense it all by listing a few fun highlights:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* exploring Central Park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* shopping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* lunch and coffee in Bryant Park, watching old men play bocci ball =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*private walking tour of New York... walked for 7 hours with our tour guide and saw everything!! The blisters on my poor heels prove it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* learning the Subway system =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* Top of Rockafeller Center&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* Wandering the east village one night in search of the perfect restaurant (maybe not such a highlight, right Megan?!) again, I have the blisters to prove it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* Best pizza &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt; at John's Pizzaria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* ferry to statue of liberty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* sitting second row at Promises Promises. I felt like I was close enough to reach out and touch Kristin Chenoweth! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this one is just for you Megan, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You don't like creamed spinach?"  ;-)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The time went by too quickly, and we had such a fun time. I thought I didn't take enough pictures, until I started to make a highlight video, and realized I couldn't fit everything in! So below, you will see a video of a few favorite memories of our fun {maybe &lt;i&gt;too&lt;/i&gt; much fun in some of them! ;-) } Some were taken with a phone, so the quality may be poor- but the pictures still make me smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Megan- you are going to LOVE me because I found a song from GLEE to go with the video!  Do I know you, or what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; You're welcome :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*quick note* The file may be big, so press play then pause it and allow it to load before viewing. 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Of course, she was choosing by the color and the amount of sparkles the ball had, so we had t steer her in the direction of the &lt;i&gt;lightest&lt;/i&gt; ones other wise she would have been bowling with a 15 pound ball :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And how cute are bowling shoes in toddler sizes?! So adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TIUfXkVOI-I/AAAAAAAACho/kYq0FmtcMhk/s1600/bowling2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TIUfXkVOI-I/AAAAAAAACho/kYq0FmtcMhk/s400/bowling2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513847808535176162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First up was Ty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;John explained the instructions to him, and helped him with carrying the ball. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TIUfXEA_YTI/AAAAAAAAChg/8SxyggT60H8/s1600/bowling3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TIUfXEA_YTI/AAAAAAAAChg/8SxyggT60H8/s400/bowling3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513847799860388146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TIUfAuJDilI/AAAAAAAAChY/aNKKepYSCmE/s1600/bowling4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TIUfAuJDilI/AAAAAAAAChY/aNKKepYSCmE/s400/bowling4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513847416031513170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;STRIKE!!  =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TIUfAOpYgiI/AAAAAAAAChQ/yRBI37POgkA/s1600/bowling5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TIUfAOpYgiI/AAAAAAAAChQ/yRBI37POgkA/s400/bowling5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513847407577170466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella insisted on doing it mostly on her own. She actually had a pretty cute walk and technique to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TIUe_nw4OUI/AAAAAAAAChI/VWuZh9w8iiI/s1600/bowling6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TIUe_nw4OUI/AAAAAAAAChI/VWuZh9w8iiI/s400/bowling6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513847397139626306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TIUeKa5vUFI/AAAAAAAAChA/2P3h2SU05s0/s1600/bowling8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TIUeKa5vUFI/AAAAAAAAChA/2P3h2SU05s0/s400/bowling8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513846483154063442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TIUeKNz05KI/AAAAAAAACg4/NhyFViGfm2Y/s1600/bowling7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TIUeKNz05KI/AAAAAAAACg4/NhyFViGfm2Y/s400/bowling7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513846479639602338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TIUeJjIx6vI/AAAAAAAACgw/09ZfW_fVPiI/s1600/bowling9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TIUeJjIx6vI/AAAAAAAACgw/09ZfW_fVPiI/s400/bowling9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513846468184763122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And check out this cool contraption! Its like a bowling ball slide for kids- I had never seen one before! Bella actually preferred throwing the ball herself; I think that was part of the joy in bowling :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TIUdov_xlUI/AAAAAAAACgo/0G9nzc_w2Js/s1600/bowling11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TIUdov_xlUI/AAAAAAAACgo/0G9nzc_w2Js/s400/bowling11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513845904700970306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TIUdoHCedjI/AAAAAAAACgg/Z3568GcecEE/s1600/bowling10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TIUdoHCedjI/AAAAAAAACgg/Z3568GcecEE/s400/bowling10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513845893706446386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a perfect way to get out of the heat and do something new and fun with our sweet little munchkins. And since its a three day weekend, we are off to do something new and fun with them today too! 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Scottsdale Christian Academy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been &lt;i&gt;talking&lt;/i&gt; about this day, and &lt;i&gt;thinking&lt;/i&gt; about this day for a long time now. But it didn't seem real until we watched her line up at the sound of the playground whistle, and enter her new room. My baby seemed so &lt;i&gt;old&lt;/i&gt; now, and thank goodness my big sunglasses hid my tears because I just couldn't stop them. I didn't want Bella to see me cry, so I smiled beneath the tears as I waved her good-bye. I had totally kept it together all morning, and even as we arrived at the playground and watched her play. But when she actually &lt;i&gt;lined&lt;/i&gt; up, and marched right into this new phase without even turning back or hesitating for a &lt;i&gt;second&lt;/i&gt;... I started feeling that lump in my throat- and it was all tears from there. I made a beeline from the school straight back to the car- really unable to even talk. I honestly didn't anticipate on feeling so emotional! But I'm a mom. And those kind of emotions just come with the territory. Bella and I have a very special bond, and I'm &lt;i&gt;thankful&lt;/i&gt; for these types of emotions because it just reminds me of how deeply I feel about her, and how special she is to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We started out the day with a family breakfast, and John made her special mickey mouse pancakes {her request}. Then I got her all dressed and ready, and braided her hair {again, at her request. She is very opinionated these days}.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/THQZW6eNuHI/AAAAAAAACfY/9coX-j4CuPg/s400/k9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509056125624760434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/THQW9o--HPI/AAAAAAAACeg/62tJ9nBXMtk/s400/k8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509053492410326258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She looked so stinkin' adorable, and she had her cute backpack and matching lunchbox in hand- all ready to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/THQW-bUfc7I/AAAAAAAACeo/iAWoDgARlzs/s400/k6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509053505922364338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/THQW_ClgEEI/AAAAAAAACew/zF-VX9eK5LE/s400/k7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509053516462690370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I packed her lunch last night, and included a special shortcake desert and a little note for her as a surprise :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/THQXcHeoYUI/AAAAAAAACe4/BT_00gwAT48/s400/k5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509054015992258882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Of course we made her pose for pictures all morning so that we could forever remember this big day with our little girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/THQYvBzyTAI/AAAAAAAACfA/1A3VujTwVak/s400/k1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509055440399518722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/THQYvoAMIiI/AAAAAAAACfI/cK2rFbWPrzg/s400/k2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509055450652090914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/THQYwroIGqI/AAAAAAAACfQ/LUdKXv-nOpQ/s400/k4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509055468804774562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/THQZXgg3CRI/AAAAAAAACfg/7MJIUivKRlo/s400/k3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509056135836403986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;Of course, Ty had to hug his big sister and wish her good luck on her big day :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/THQZYcZRrOI/AAAAAAAACfo/0FDG3kQ3aL8/s400/k10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509056151910722786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;She gave him a little pep-talk and told him that she would be fine, and he needed to be a good boy :-) They are so precious!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/THQaDO3qYxI/AAAAAAAACfw/SGjYYvWbaT4/s400/k11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509056887014449938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Then it was time to head out for school, so we had a quick family prayer for Bella's big day, and then we all went as a family to see her off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;We arrived at school early, so Bella played on the Kindergarten playground while we waited for the whistle (and of course, took more pictures)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/THQaEG4KLkI/AAAAAAAACf4/vU_xp2iwiIM/s400/k12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509056902048919106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/THQaE3ir1pI/AAAAAAAACgA/ZFEWgo6tPvw/s400/k13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509056915112187538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;The time had come for her to go into class, so we watched with heavy hearts as she lined up and walked away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/THQazfbjusI/AAAAAAAACgI/WoLbCtDqpm4/s400/k14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509057716093696706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like I love my kids so much, that my heart will &lt;i&gt;burst&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Isabella and Tyler mean the world to me, and I never in my wildest dreams thought that being a mom would change me in the way that it has. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And although I can't do anything to stop her from growing, I feel so blessed. Blessed that Bella and I are so close... blessed that we are able to send Bella to such a wonderful school... blessed that she is happy and healthy and blessed that this is only the &lt;i&gt;beginning&lt;/i&gt; of all new adventures waiting for us..... :-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-7622707906429305069?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/7622707906429305069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=7622707906429305069' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/7622707906429305069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/7622707906429305069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/08/today-was-big-day.html' title='Today Was The Big Day'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/THQU30P4III/AAAAAAAACeY/MoIrPPdO9Dg/s72-c/scottsdale_christian_academy_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-8681686123994116348</id><published>2010-08-18T14:32:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T19:13:05.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tasti-Delite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TGxR3MzQaFI/AAAAAAAACc4/lqt8OGbmP9o/s400/bday1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506866453138139218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;So our little Miss Bella Jade turned 5 this past weekend (and I still can't believe it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;We celebrated by doing a small get-together at her favorite ice cream shop, Tasti-Delite. Something small, but pleasantly refreshing on such a hot weekend here in the valley. All Bella was primarily concerned with was her cousin (and best buddy) Marley being there :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TGxR4TfISWI/AAAAAAAACdI/B-dIdK6WuOM/s400/bday3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506866472112638306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TGyQhky4wZI/AAAAAAAACd4/svtIVJ4lark/s400/bday9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506935350854467986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;They decorated their own ice cream bowls to take home, and everyone enjoyed their own ice cream and toppings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TGyQ1PQ6FlI/AAAAAAAACeQ/iIKUz-u47lA/s1600/bday12.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TGx7JL4q_DI/AAAAAAAACdQ/K0iyDEPMOmw/s400/bday4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506911842106801202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TGx7J-kFBTI/AAAAAAAACdY/HPqU4q3GRYg/s400/bday5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506911855710635314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TGyQBAfZy-I/AAAAAAAACdg/OP41qxCPxBw/s400/bday6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506934791353256930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TGyQBoRrWfI/AAAAAAAACdo/wSL0GZNZbEU/s400/bday7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506934802033105394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TGyQB-TTZMI/AAAAAAAACdw/bB2J_W5Coi0/s400/bday8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506934807945503938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And we tried to get a picture of the kids... but who were we kidding. Getting everyone to sit still and look at the camera?? It just wasn't going to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TGyQ1PQ6FlI/AAAAAAAACeQ/iIKUz-u47lA/s1600/bday12.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TGyQiWx3WgI/AAAAAAAACeA/WEhTCyZLKW4/s400/bday10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506935364271954434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Because this is what happen when you make the cousins try to look like they love each other.... it starts out as a "hug".....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TGyQi1ivekI/AAAAAAAACeI/pMY3eszFBy0/s400/bday11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506935372530022978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;... and ends up as a choke hold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TGyQ1PQ6FlI/AAAAAAAACeQ/iIKUz-u47lA/s1600/bday12.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TGyQ1PQ6FlI/AAAAAAAACeQ/iIKUz-u47lA/s1600/bday12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TGyQ1PQ6FlI/AAAAAAAACeQ/iIKUz-u47lA/s400/bday12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506935688672187986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;But really, they honestly do love each other :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TGxR3iLlTGI/AAAAAAAACdA/6bjzXbNBVNg/s1600/bday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TGxR3iLlTGI/AAAAAAAACdA/6bjzXbNBVNg/s400/bday2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506866458877316194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Happy birthday again sweet Bella!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;You are truly an amazing little girl, and we can't get enough of you :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-8681686123994116348?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/8681686123994116348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=8681686123994116348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/8681686123994116348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/8681686123994116348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/08/tasti-delite.html' title='Tasti-Delite'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TGxR3MzQaFI/AAAAAAAACc4/lqt8OGbmP9o/s72-c/bday1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-852771784056188403</id><published>2010-08-09T07:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T08:07:21.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our baby girl, the one responsible for making me a "mommy", will be turning 5 this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My heart is heavy at the thought of her growing up so fast, but I am looking forward to so many amazing memories we still have yet to make together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So peek over at the photography blog for a special photo shoot and video of our baby girl -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.briandersonphotos.com/"&gt;www.briandersonphotos.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love you Bella!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-852771784056188403?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/852771784056188403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-3817766093213659664</id><published>2010-08-07T15:07:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T15:35:49.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let The Traditions Begin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TF3alg7_weI/AAAAAAAACcg/s1Ajya-oO8s/s1600/shopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TF3alg7_weI/AAAAAAAACcg/s1Ajya-oO8s/s400/shopping.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502794657748206050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was a little girl, I &lt;i&gt;l-o-v-e-d&lt;/i&gt; back to school shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom and I would make a whole day of it, complete with going out to lunch together and hitting the malls. One summer I even worked odd jobs around the neighborhood so that I could have even extra money to shop with {so apparently, my habit started young} and to make the deal even sweeter, my mom told me she would &lt;i&gt;double&lt;/i&gt; whatever I earned. Now that was motivation! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So with Kindergarten looming {just a few weeks away!} it was time for me to begin the tradition with my own little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TF3alIwPgKI/AAAAAAAACcY/UfbhGZ_bM5M/s400/shopping2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502794651256455330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isabella and I got up early and went out to breakfast, just the two of us, to IHOP where Bella got her first chocolate chip smiley face pancake. It looked totally gross to me now that I am an adult, but I remember ordering that when I was little...and eating chocolate for breakfast seemed like a dream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TF3aN4m3WeI/AAAAAAAACcQ/1zNlWfos9Vg/s400/shopping3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502794251785165282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;{ignore the quality- it was taken with my iphone}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Then we began hitting the stores and crossing off things on our shopping list. We stocked her closet full of new shoes, sweaters, cardigans and adorable uniform outfits {yay for uniforms! It made shopping &lt;i&gt;soooo&lt;/i&gt; much easier} and we got all the school supplies that her Kindergarten teacher requested. Bella was an excellent little shopper, and it was so wonderful to spend an entire day with just the two of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;I just cant believe that my baby is turning &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;5&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; next week, and I am so thankful for every moment we spend together. She is becoming this amazing little person, and I just can't imagine life without her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-3817766093213659664?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/3817766093213659664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=3817766093213659664' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/3817766093213659664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/3817766093213659664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/08/let-traditions-begin.html' title='Let The Traditions Begin!'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TF3alg7_weI/AAAAAAAACcg/s1Ajya-oO8s/s72-c/shopping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-4392883817797084921</id><published>2010-07-17T21:07:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T21:19:21.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Too Old...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;... to enjoy playing with some slime :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;John got this idea recently to make home-made slime with the kids, and so he bought the ingredients, and helped Bella and Ty make their own slime batches to play with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;First, it was Bella's turn-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TEJ-f6Th1JI/AAAAAAAACbY/CCiuTqGsimM/s400/slime.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495093582037636242" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Oh the wonder and joy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TEJ-gZ2TPbI/AAAAAAAACbg/8SA_VgyKks8/s400/slime2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495093590504979890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Bella, of course, decided hers had to be the perfect shade of pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TEJ-gwea_tI/AAAAAAAACbo/1O5QZ1ZFQdU/s400/slime3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495093596578840274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;A few minutes later, the finished product was ready to be played with, molded, cut by cookie cutters, and ready for imagination to take over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;and please note that even when playing with slime, Miss Isabella is wearing her pearls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TEJ_kT6nFoI/AAAAAAAACbw/J0Mi4G5z9f8/s400/slime4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495094757143549570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Then it was Tyler's turn to make a batch of his own... in blue of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And let me just say- pouring glue into a bowl and mixing it with random ingredients until its squishy and slimy is like a dream for a 2 year old boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TEJ_k8n129I/AAAAAAAACb4/Ag9abYF5cmI/s400/slime5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495094768070679506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TEJ_lRrB70I/AAAAAAAACcA/SqaVz0vx-Xc/s400/slime6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495094773721198402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ty can just never seem to contain his joy.... it's just beaming all over his face :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TEKAYBVrlmI/AAAAAAAACcI/24ZGM_uiBEU/s400/slime7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495095645510014562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Sometimes it's the simple things that they enjoy the most!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-4392883817797084921?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/4392883817797084921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=4392883817797084921' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/4392883817797084921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/4392883817797084921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/07/never-too-old.html' title='Never Too Old...'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TEJ-f6Th1JI/AAAAAAAACbY/CCiuTqGsimM/s72-c/slime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-6952186289615539810</id><published>2010-07-14T14:31:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T14:40:51.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Man On Campus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;A new dawn has arrived.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;There will now be a few mornings a week that I have to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;myself!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Yes, it's true! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ty will be 3 this fall, and we decided to get a little jump start on the "school" routine. Obviously, it's not so much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; at this age, as it is "learning to play well with others" , but we felt it would be good for him to spend a few mornings learning, playing and interacting with kids his age. I think it's good for him to have some time away from the house and learning to play and understand a social structure outside of just his family. And to be honest, the first day didn't go so well.... but today was a little better, so I'm feeling encouraged! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;This was my best attempt at getting him to stand still long enough to take a picture on his first day :-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TD4uGViww8I/AAAAAAAACbA/h-MbVlhZlPA/s400/tyschool1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493879281835623362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Even as I look at the pictures, I just can't believe how old and tall he is looking. Definitely more like a "big boy" which just crushes me :-(  To me, he'll always still be my baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TD4uo9i1rtI/AAAAAAAACbI/At7yQ3CTVk8/s400/tyschool2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493879876688916178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TD4uptbsorI/AAAAAAAACbQ/8ohuwlVWjzI/s400/tyschool3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493879889543865010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-6952186289615539810?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/6952186289615539810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=6952186289615539810' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/6952186289615539810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/6952186289615539810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/07/big-man-on-campus.html' title='Big Man On Campus'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TD4uGViww8I/AAAAAAAACbA/h-MbVlhZlPA/s72-c/tyschool1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-1162781732623075622</id><published>2010-07-14T14:22:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T14:30:24.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimmie a B-E-L-L-A!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TD4q1fVkUCI/AAAAAAAACag/18Oh1q8tgKQ/s1600/bellacheer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TD4q0oehljI/AAAAAAAACaY/HbIHFyE0bfM/s400/bellacheer1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493875679145596466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella has been taking cheer classes this summer, and oh-my-goodness, it is &lt;i&gt;too&lt;/i&gt; cute for words! I love when she comes home and performs new cheers for John and I :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So the other day before we left for class, she was in a fairly cooperative "photo mood" for me {which is rare!} and she let me take a few pictures of her adorable self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And by the way- who taught this girl to pose? I swear she is just too much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look out Tyra!! :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TD4q1fVkUCI/AAAAAAAACag/18Oh1q8tgKQ/s400/bellacheer2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493875693871976482" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TD4rqRhJtJI/AAAAAAAACao/VRXka_8lb0A/s400/bellacheer3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493876600695534738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TD4rrGn9GsI/AAAAAAAACaw/vkARiKwIJp8/s400/bellacheer4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493876614951148226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Bella tries to demonstrate a jump she learned....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TD4sPN5NZVI/AAAAAAAACa4/fFbPWXdFUMU/s400/bellacheer5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493877235377857874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;A day without Bella is like a day without sunshine :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-1162781732623075622?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/1162781732623075622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=1162781732623075622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/1162781732623075622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/1162781732623075622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/07/gimmie-b-e-l-l.html' title='Gimmie a B-E-L-L-A!'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TD4q0oehljI/AAAAAAAACaY/HbIHFyE0bfM/s72-c/bellacheer1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-3286048958907844258</id><published>2010-07-02T16:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T16:29:53.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation with Bella....</title><content type='html'>Bella: Mom, when I'm 5, can you buy me a kitty?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: A real one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella: Yes, one that eats real food. 'Cuz it's real. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I'll think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella: Ok, because it's want I kinda want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: You just &lt;i&gt;kinda&lt;/i&gt; want it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella: Well, I want a doggy. But you can get me a doggy after you get me a kitty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: {smiling} And why's that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella: Because doggies are a big 'susponsibility' {her own word}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: {laughing at this point} And kitties aren't?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella: Nope. You just give them food and they do the rest. They don't really do anything. I think they just sit there. So I can have one because they aren't a big 'susponsibility'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**  I {heart} these conversations of ours  **&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-3286048958907844258?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/3286048958907844258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=3286048958907844258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/3286048958907844258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/3286048958907844258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/07/conversation-with-bella.html' title='Conversation with Bella....'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-3624631965428968342</id><published>2010-06-22T11:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T11:48:07.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Taste Of Our Fun :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a little highlight video of some of our fun over the past week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I especially loved watching how adorable Bella &amp;amp; Jacob were together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ahhh summer love! &lt;/i&gt; ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 &lt;object id="vp1At7Yu" width="432" height="240" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.animoto.com/swf/w.swf?w=swf/vp1&amp;amp;e=1277232282&amp;amp;f=At7YuEDGrrBQuHHayfoS6Q&amp;amp;d=289&amp;amp;m=p&amp;amp;r=w+s&amp;amp;i=m&amp;amp;ct=&amp;amp;cu=&amp;amp;options="&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed id="vp1At7Yu" src="http://static.animoto.com/swf/w.swf?w=swf/vp1&amp;amp;e=1277232282&amp;amp;f=At7YuEDGrrBQuHHayfoS6Q&amp;amp;d=289&amp;amp;m=p&amp;amp;r=w+s&amp;amp;i=m&amp;amp;ct=&amp;amp;cu=&amp;amp;options=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="432" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-3624631965428968342?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/3624631965428968342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=3624631965428968342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/3624631965428968342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/3624631965428968342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/06/little-taste-of-our-fun.html' title='A Little Taste Of Our Fun :-)'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-1944434785519813394</id><published>2010-06-22T08:10:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T08:21:49.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have I been??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TCDSiAAiPqI/AAAAAAAACaQ/RvqCNzQj43A/s1600/sd44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TCDSiAAiPqI/AAAAAAAACaQ/RvqCNzQj43A/s400/sd44.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485615827696893602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh let me see.... we've been at the beach, at Disneyland, at Sea World, at the zoo, riding roller coasters and hanging out with good friends. Rough life :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh I know..... I've been &lt;i&gt;terrible&lt;/i&gt; about blogging our family lately!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have decided that I will be making this August my &lt;i&gt;"Anderson Family Photo Catch-Up Month"&lt;/i&gt;, where I will dedicate my free time to organizing, storing, printing and filing all our family pictures into albums, photo boxes and blogs. I can't believe I've let myself get so far behind... which is kinda my downfall when it comes to digital photography. You have to be so committed to remembering to actually &lt;i&gt;print&lt;/i&gt; the photos and not just let them sit on the computer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a very busy 6 weeks of working, traveling, photography sessions, kids' activities, John's busy work schedule, etc etc.... I am slowly organizing myself piece by piece and getting back into gear. Can you believe my little Isabella starts &lt;i&gt;Kindergarden&lt;/i&gt; this fall??! I will totally be that mom who brings her camera &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; video camera on the first day of school, and jumps up down waving like a lunatic as my baby walks into school. And holding back tears of course. Oh who am I kidding, I won't be able to hold them back... tears will be flowing freely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And my baby boy is growing up too fast too. Fully potty trained, talking non-stop, figuring things out, and starting a 3 year-old preschool in late summer.... what happened here? When did I open my eyes to find that my babies were growing up?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So stay tuned- I promise there is more to come. I just need to get myself organized!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-1944434785519813394?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/1944434785519813394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=1944434785519813394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/1944434785519813394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/1944434785519813394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/06/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where have I been??'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TCDSiAAiPqI/AAAAAAAACaQ/RvqCNzQj43A/s72-c/sd44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-701888480908941484</id><published>2010-05-31T15:02:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T15:26:02.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Grand Finale.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TAQ0PEgQIhI/AAAAAAAACYw/zA0i0-OFsTY/s1600/bl9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TAQ0PEgQIhI/AAAAAAAACYw/zA0i0-OFsTY/s400/bl9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477560480301064722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, the adventure of Uncle O'Neal and SunShine on The Biggest Loser was capped off perfectly by a fabulous weekend of celebration, accolades and a beautiful finale. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;John and I went to L.A. to be in the audience and cheer on team yellow at the finale, and it was seriously an awesome experience. We all got decked out in our team colors of black and yellow, and julie and stacie made awesome signs to hold when they cheered. The seats for our family were amazing..... but maybe not as amazing as front and center?? ;-) Oh yes, that's right. I was able to sit as up close as possible due to many thanks to a little connection I have.... hee hee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I &lt;i&gt;maaaay&lt;/i&gt; have had a little chit-chat with Curtis Stone as we sat in our seats before the taping started....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, we only said 'Hi" and spoke for a brief moment, but I'd like to think he will always remember it just as I do :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And how &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;gorgeous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; did Sunny look??? Like a model! And Uncle O'Neal did not disappoint, looking suave and dapper in his suit and signature hat :-) Both of them are incredibly amazing, and we will forever remember this experience with them. And really, it's more than just filming of a tv show... they have truly transformed into these healthy, positive, confident, beautiful people- and &lt;i&gt;that's&lt;/i&gt; the real prize. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And since my camera is the size of a small country, I sadly decided to leave it back at the hotel and just enjoy the night without pictures (which is very hard for me to do!) But lucky for me, lots of other people had teeny tiny cameras that they brought with them, and I was able to snag a few of their pictures to share. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a few highlights of our night- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TAQ0P5LyOxI/AAAAAAAACY4/1ZzLT88EPAI/s400/bl1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477560494442298130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TAQ0QZWBSZI/AAAAAAAACZA/bQ8ElJ1hwoM/s400/bl11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477560503075162514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TAQ1QAwIKBI/AAAAAAAACZI/vgFv2CpUmVs/s400/bl8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477561595985405970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TAQ2SvVQhTI/AAAAAAAACZQ/_Un7Imm6Ac8/s400/bl7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477562742360540466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TAQ2TtGXcYI/AAAAAAAACZg/VtR5tXFi0iE/s400/bl5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477562758941077890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TAQ2TxSkvyI/AAAAAAAACZo/tc2jXpm2C4s/s400/bl6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477562760066023202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TAQ2TIldjWI/AAAAAAAACZY/J7oKrhc0q2U/s400/bl2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477562749139389794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TAQ2ynenEXI/AAAAAAAACZw/aPzLSDOLGo8/s400/bl13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477563290008097138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Congratulations again Sunny and Uncle O'Neal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;We love you so much and are bursting with pride!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-701888480908941484?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/701888480908941484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=701888480908941484' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/701888480908941484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/701888480908941484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/05/grand-finale.html' title='A Grand Finale.'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/TAQ0PEgQIhI/AAAAAAAACYw/zA0i0-OFsTY/s72-c/bl9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-787170820757594456</id><published>2010-05-20T07:55:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T10:12:53.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Notice Anything Wrong Here?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S_VrQolhBPI/AAAAAAAACX0/hMVCCe4TgKo/s1600/haircut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S_VrQolhBPI/AAAAAAAACX0/hMVCCe4TgKo/s400/haircut.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473398855655556338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Proof that you can literally &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; turn your back and stop supervising them...even for a second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S_VrR4OGy3I/AAAAAAAACYE/loottd-GxmM/s400/haircut3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473398877032205170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S_VrRJWwLQI/AAAAAAAACX8/TVdRPyMKAY8/s400/haircut2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473398864452005122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella thought he needed a haircut, and apparently, Tyler sat very still for what was probably quite a while! I don't even want to imagine the scene in my head.... its a miracle she didn't cut his poor scalp somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S_VtIT4XvfI/AAAAAAAACYM/s1-5HtTEN-4/s400/haircut4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473400911681797618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I suppose its like a right of passage for a younger sibling. At some point the older sibling will either cut your hair or try to convince you that you were adopted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back in the day, I did the latter:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-787170820757594456?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/787170820757594456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=787170820757594456' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/787170820757594456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/787170820757594456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/05/notice-anything-wrong-here.html' title='Notice Anything Wrong Here?'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S_VrQolhBPI/AAAAAAAACX0/hMVCCe4TgKo/s72-c/haircut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-788843087079051860</id><published>2010-05-12T11:29:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T11:46:15.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long Diapers!! We are DONE with you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S-r2IYv80-I/AAAAAAAACXA/tbUU0068RA0/s1600/pottytrained.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S-r2IYv80-I/AAAAAAAACXA/tbUU0068RA0/s400/pottytrained.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470455321337844706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a monumental moment in the Anderson household.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are officially done with....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...wait for it......&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Diapers!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S-r2J7ZUlDI/AAAAAAAACXQ/gZyAVmZ24yE/s400/pottytrained3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470455347818042418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyler has joined the leagues of "big boys" and has crossed the threshold of potty-training. I don't really know how we did it {it's all still a blur to me} but after what seemed like hundreds of accidents on the floor, and weeks.... no- &lt;i&gt;months, &lt;/i&gt;of him running around naked, he has finally caught on to using the toilet like a "big boy". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The final "aha!" moment that told me he was ready, was when we were at Macy's just me and him, and he starting frantically telling me "mommy I have to go potty!" So I hesitated for a minute as I considered whether or not he was really ready to go, and then decided to put down the clothes and find a bathroom. And sure enough- the boy peed for like 5 minutes straight. He really had to go...and better yet, he held it until we had found a bathroom! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And lately, when john and I check on him before going to bed at night, we often find that he has taken his night-time pull-up off and is sleeping naked! We were worried he'd have an accident at first, but we let him stay undressed, and he has &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; had any accidents!! He gets up in the morning and goes potty just like a big boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; ** &lt;i&gt;So proud!&lt;/i&gt; **&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S-r2I5TiITI/AAAAAAAACXI/oreu7VAfxVs/s400/pottytrained2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470455330077024562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So now that John and I have passed through the right-of-passage as parents known as the dreaded potty-training,  what's next? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby teeth falling out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;T-Ball leagues?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Learning to ride a two-wheeler?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whatever it is, bring it on! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are patting our backs {and holding back a slight tear} as we have officially watched our two babies move on into the next phases of childhood. Although it kills me to see them becoming older so quickly, our family is moving on to new and exciting things, and I plan on savoring every moment :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S-r2KZwIibI/AAAAAAAACXY/nXj5AJaNdhA/s400/pottytraned4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470455355966785970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;** { Ty ponders his next move as a big boy } **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-788843087079051860?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/788843087079051860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=788843087079051860' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/788843087079051860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/788843087079051860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-long-diapers-we-are-done-with-you.html' title='So Long Diapers!! We are DONE with you!'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S-r2IYv80-I/AAAAAAAACXA/tbUU0068RA0/s72-c/pottytrained.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-9156890914189357884</id><published>2010-05-12T11:21:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T11:28:50.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May Birthdays Unite! :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently, May was a popular month to give birth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My own sweet wonderful husband celebrated his birthday last week, and we had a celebration for a whole group of friends who were &lt;i&gt;also&lt;/i&gt; celebrating May birthdays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We found this deal with Benihana's restaurant, that you if sign up for their rewards group (or whatever) you get a free meal during the month of your birthday....so we all went! And by all, I mean we celebrated the birthdays of John, Emily, Kerri, Alison &amp;amp; Amanda! Each couple in the group had one person celebrating a birthday :-) I'm sure our server &lt;i&gt;loved&lt;/i&gt; that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And in true birthday-dinner form, we got a jolly round of "happy birthday" along with some free desserts and a lovely picture as our memento for the night.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S-ryvMpbh4I/AAAAAAAACWw/Kzpakcn2mww/s400/jbday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470451590057658242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Notice someone tickling Blake's ear as the picture was being taken...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was it is wife? Was it Amanda? Was it &lt;i&gt;John?&lt;/i&gt;......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We laughed and laughed at the mysterious hand, which still makes me giggle to myself as I look at the picture :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday all you May Birthday's!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-9156890914189357884?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/9156890914189357884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=9156890914189357884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/9156890914189357884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/9156890914189357884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-birthdays-unite.html' title='May Birthdays Unite! :-)'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S-ryvMpbh4I/AAAAAAAACWw/Kzpakcn2mww/s72-c/jbday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-3443845708354908788</id><published>2010-04-30T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T09:16:21.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm....Where's Tyler?.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During a game of hide-n-seek with Ty the other day, I found him in the most hilarious hiding spot I had seen in a while....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pdIiL7w2I/AAAAAAAACWc/VI1PJM9QKqE/s400/ty.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465783498964714338" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have to admit- it's pretty creative. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He even placed the pillow in front of him just perfectly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pdJWuky-I/AAAAAAAACWk/7WBwzUTqPlk/s400/ty2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465783513068653538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;I ran back to get my camera so that I could remember the creative and quirky genius of this little boy of mine- and as I took a picture, I could hear him behind the pillow saying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;"shhhh.... I'm hiding."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-3443845708354908788?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/3443845708354908788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=3443845708354908788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/3443845708354908788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/3443845708354908788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/04/hmmwheres-tyler.html' title='Hmm....Where&apos;s Tyler?.....'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pdIiL7w2I/AAAAAAAACWc/VI1PJM9QKqE/s72-c/ty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-7221518996389084021</id><published>2010-04-29T21:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:25:45.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAW THIS-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- &lt;i&gt;DIED LAUGHING.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pavNu-wuI/AAAAAAAACWU/soPHY8PFDtw/s400/rollercoaster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465780864954581730" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I wrote the post below about Bella's day riding the rides at Castles and Coasters, it reminded me of the funniest picture on earth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{took a picture of a picture- so it's not that clear}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ride picture from Bella's very first experience on a "real" roller coaster at LegoLand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;John and I still get tears in our eyes from laughing when we look at this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Note the following hilarious components to it:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-1- &lt;i&gt;The obvious-&lt;/i&gt; the look of sheer terror on Bella's face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-2- The way that my too-tall husband and his long legs are jammed into that teeny tiny ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-3- The look on the kids' face behind Bella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's all just too much. Priceless!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-7221518996389084021?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/7221518996389084021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=7221518996389084021' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/7221518996389084021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/7221518996389084021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/04/saw-this.html' title='SAW THIS-'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pavNu-wuI/AAAAAAAACWU/soPHY8PFDtw/s72-c/rollercoaster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-5446909159173728122</id><published>2010-04-29T21:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:19:47.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Bird...It's A Plane....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..... it's Tinkerbell!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pZVkrTDRI/AAAAAAAACWM/OOpc_QePRsQ/s400/kite.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465779324924923154" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;John brought home a surprise the other day- in the shape of a 3 foot wide Tinkerbell kite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella was ecstatic {Ty kept asking about a dragon one for him, but eventually got excited about Tinkerbell} . Bella and Ty couldn't stop asking about kites after seeing them at Costco one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;i&gt; by the way- does anyone else get excited to walk up and down the isles of Costco...just browsing all the fun gadgets and "deals"?  Just me?  Ok.&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So when the wind picked up the other night, we all ran out to the cul-de-sac and watched Tinkerbell take her maiden flight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pZCkSB9oI/AAAAAAAACWE/SLfukubDCTw/s400/kite3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465778998401431170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pZCKWMXLI/AAAAAAAACV8/OS2Y1y1S0RQ/s400/kite2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465778991439568050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;It's the simple things in life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-5446909159173728122?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/5446909159173728122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=5446909159173728122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/5446909159173728122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/5446909159173728122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-birdits-plane.html' title='It&apos;s A Bird...It&apos;s A Plane....'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pZVkrTDRI/AAAAAAAACWM/OOpc_QePRsQ/s72-c/kite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-348580000424634332</id><published>2010-04-29T21:05:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:12:11.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's All Mine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's saucy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She has a bit of an attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's confident, goofy, caring, creative and smart-as-a-whip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pXZMT2OFI/AAAAAAAACVc/juRvzeeZS6c/s400/bella.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465777188080334930" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She has a big imagination, and an even bigger heart-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pXmX9N_lI/AAAAAAAACVk/CS0zilQPk9Q/s400/bella2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465777414544948818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;... and the girl knows how to work a camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pYA0HEleI/AAAAAAAACVs/RkPsaSxAWZQ/s400/bella3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465777868779066850" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Yep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;She's 100% adorable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;She lives up to her name as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;, both inside and out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And she's all mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-348580000424634332?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/348580000424634332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=348580000424634332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/348580000424634332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/348580000424634332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/04/shes-all-mine.html' title='She&apos;s All Mine.'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pXZMT2OFI/AAAAAAAACVc/juRvzeeZS6c/s72-c/bella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-4695147063950540573</id><published>2010-04-29T20:33:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:05:06.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Castles and Coasters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One thing we have discovered about Bella is that she loves roller coasters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Loves them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have passes to LegoLand, since its just minutes from my parents house, and Bella is brave enough to try even the tallest roller coasters. We &lt;i&gt;may&lt;/i&gt; have even fudged her height a bit last summer by letting her wear her wedge sandals that give her an extra inch or so. Those big brown eyes were just pleading for us to let her ride the "big kid" rides, and we couldn't say no. Lucky for her, now she is the perfect height and can conquer all the rides they have to offer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So last weekend we came up with a spur-of-the-moment idea to take the kids to castles and coasters, which is just a fun amusement place with a few rides- but to Bella, it was heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In fact, John went there when &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; was a kid, and the roller coaster with the loop scared him to death! And he was 14!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella handled it like a champ  :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pRFqEfItI/AAAAAAAACUk/_9Oh94lbbR0/s400/cc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465770255401820882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we had lunch, rode all the rides and had a fun Sunday together. Even the boys got to go on a few rides that &lt;i&gt;maaay&lt;/i&gt; have scared them. Just a little. Right boys?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pRh8NcgcI/AAAAAAAACUs/zadooF0b_pI/s400/cc1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465770741307572674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pRioe052I/AAAAAAAACU0/sKkp6MjPoMM/s400/cc3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465770753191634786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pRjTKJ9EI/AAAAAAAACU8/CbmK2SdRjvE/s400/cc4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465770764647658562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ty was able to go on a few rides all by himself, and he was a little nervous at first....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pScoxMW1I/AAAAAAAACVE/-VPwDXqsWf4/s400/cc5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465771749701081938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Then he started getting excited......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pSdOf0UgI/AAAAAAAACVM/RyX2KT2ZnE0/s400/cc6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465771759828750850" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;...and then he had a blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pSdpM6j_I/AAAAAAAACVU/xgbGUGevXkQ/s400/cc7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465771766997225458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-4695147063950540573?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/4695147063950540573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=4695147063950540573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/4695147063950540573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/4695147063950540573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/04/castles-and-coasters.html' title='Castles and Coasters'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S9pRFqEfItI/AAAAAAAACUk/_9Oh94lbbR0/s72-c/cc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-229389473686707780</id><published>2010-04-16T11:45:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T12:17:04.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Is In Full Swing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S8iw3Kq2pLI/AAAAAAAACT4/zK5J5eF46-Y/s1600/summer%2710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S8iw3Kq2pLI/AAAAAAAACT4/zK5J5eF46-Y/s400/summer%2710.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460809009990116530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And what better activity during the spring than an outdoor picnic with your friends? With cold juice boxes and princess dresses....crowns and all :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella and Tyler have been busy little kids with lots of friends, family and activities going on lately. &lt;i&gt;So&lt;/i&gt; busy, in fact, that I have had trouble keeping up on everything! And more specifically, we had a very special house guest this past weekend...Uncle O'Neal! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is busy working out and staying focused until the finale of the show, but he was able to sneak out here for a quick visit to surprise his son Arece and spend time with his AZ family. So we had to throw a party of course! We got all our friends together and threw a viewing party to watch Tuesday nights' episode together with Uncle O'Neal. He looked &lt;i&gt;AMAZING&lt;/i&gt; and he worked out so hard while he was here, so I can only imagine how much even &lt;i&gt;more&lt;/i&gt; amazing he will look by the finale :-) So because the show is still airing, we can't post any of the pictures we took of him, sorry! But soon enough, you will see the new-and-improved O'Neal Hampton!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we got all decked out in our yellow, and celebrated with him on Tuesday as we watched the show together. And if you watch the show on Tuesday, you saw that he won a prize challenge!  Oh, it was just something small.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like. A. New. &lt;b&gt;Car&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As soon as he won, he promptly handed over the key to SunShine :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Excuse me while I hold back the tears and lump in my throat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So touching and awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S8iwuR-OXeI/AAAAAAAACTw/kBGOJ3D60Fk/s1600/oneal3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S8iwuR-OXeI/AAAAAAAACTw/kBGOJ3D60Fk/s400/oneal3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460808857331588578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella even owns a "SunShine" Barbie that Aunt Katherine made for all the little girls in the family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S8iwlhBF1PI/AAAAAAAACTo/jZG8tSxckuc/s1600/oneal2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S8iwlhBF1PI/AAAAAAAACTo/jZG8tSxckuc/s400/oneal2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460808706751321330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And lastly, just because I thought this was the most adorable thing ever....I found the kids sleeping like this when I went to check on them before going to bed last night. Ty had quietly snuck out of his room, and climbed into bed with his big sister. The two of them were all cuddled and fast asleep when I found them like this. I just &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to take a picture...not even the flash woke them up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My little sleeping cuties. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S8iwlL-ZKoI/AAAAAAAACTg/bqx3tUggER8/s1600/kidssleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S8iwlL-ZKoI/AAAAAAAACTg/bqx3tUggER8/s400/kidssleeping.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460808701102860930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been  busy few weeks around here, but we are having fun and loving this weather!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've got lots of photo shoots coming up and family activities...so stay tuned :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-229389473686707780?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/229389473686707780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=229389473686707780' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/229389473686707780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/229389473686707780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-is-in-full-swing.html' title='Spring Is In Full Swing'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S8iw3Kq2pLI/AAAAAAAACT4/zK5J5eF46-Y/s72-c/summer%2710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-5472061471830020548</id><published>2010-04-05T21:37:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:45:19.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Special Date.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella had a very special date on Saturday night.... with her papa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We surprised her with tickets to Disney on Ice (for the record, this is her &lt;i&gt;fourth&lt;/i&gt; time to the show....different shows but still same idea :-)  ) and we even surprised her with a brand new princess dress from the Disney store. The look on her sweet little face was priceless :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So she got all dressed up...a little lip gloss and everything...and headed out for a date night of just the two of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S7q7S9Bwy-I/AAAAAAAACTI/hq9K4t68-2Q/s400/princess.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456879832806771682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( a little Top Model action here.....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S7q7TeTDXRI/AAAAAAAACTQ/nwfKqDXFPNw/s400/princess2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456879841737661714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Papa (of course) was a sucker for his granddaughter and bought her snacks, a princess purse and a sparkly wand at the show, but she came home with a huge smile and lots of fun memories of her special night with Papa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S7q7mkUpy-I/AAAAAAAACTY/VxlcIMfGMWU/s400/princess3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456880169772501986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a side note, can you believe I am the mother of &lt;i&gt;an almost-5-year-old???!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please keep my little girl &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt; for as long as you can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In fact- freeze each sweet moment in time for me so that I never forget her beautiful little face just the way it is right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love, Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-5472061471830020548?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/5472061471830020548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=5472061471830020548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/5472061471830020548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/5472061471830020548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/04/very-special-date.html' title='A Very Special Date.'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S7q7S9Bwy-I/AAAAAAAACTI/hq9K4t68-2Q/s72-c/princess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-1935413486699035717</id><published>2010-04-05T21:30:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:46:48.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Has Time Gone?......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh my poor little blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been severely neglecting you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then I realized that this blog is more for &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; since I print at the end of the year and it serves as somewhat of a memory book for me to keep...and so I'm going to try to be &lt;i&gt;much&lt;/i&gt; better about my blogging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So let's play a quick little game of catch-up! First off- welcome the newest Scottsdale resident and our favorite house guest...Arece Hampton!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S7q5_bbKcDI/AAAAAAAACTA/SuCghbut5uM/s400/j%26a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456878397857361970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arece is John's cousin, and he has been the most delightful addition to our local family here in Scottsdale. Many of you have heard me brag on and on about his dad and sister O'Neal and SunShine, who are currently on The Biggest Loser. Well, now he calls AZ his home, and we couldn't be happier to have him here. The kids are pretty much obsessed with him, and they drop everything to play with him when he walks in the door. He is staying with us while he looks for a place of his own, but the kids will be devastated when he does! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love you Arece- and welcome &lt;i&gt;home! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-1935413486699035717?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/1935413486699035717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=1935413486699035717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/1935413486699035717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/1935413486699035717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/04/where-has-time-gone.html' title='Where Has Time Gone?......'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S7q5_bbKcDI/AAAAAAAACTA/SuCghbut5uM/s72-c/j%26a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-9178345317055393326</id><published>2010-03-22T13:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T13:26:06.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Trouble.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S6fP6DsJ2NI/AAAAAAAACS4/-sKjv2KUVwk/s1600-h/ty2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S6fP6DsJ2NI/AAAAAAAACS4/-sKjv2KUVwk/s400/ty2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451554470285138130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This looks like a sweet little angelic face, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, don't let him fool you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recently John and I have pleasantly discovered that we can get at least 30 more minutes of sleep in the morning because the kids have been getting up and playing together quite well lately. They read books, watch cartoons in Bella's room or go play in the office or playroom together...and we get to sleep some more! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have come to learn the consequences of letting them play without us knowing what's going on. This morning I woke up to find that Tyler had taken a purple marker to the playroom carpet...and the sliding glass doors....and his arms and legs.  I started scrubbing it immediately (&lt;i&gt;thank goodness&lt;/i&gt; for washable markers) and then promptly threw every marker I could find in the house, into the trash. As for his arms and legs- oh well. Yes, I am sure we got some stares as we ran errands together this morning. Yes, I am the mom who is so tired of scrubbing marker off her son, that I finally just came to the conclusion of "whats the point?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But the part that gave me the biggest laugh was when I was cleaning Ty's face this morning he randomly said-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Bella draw on my back."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What?!&lt;/i&gt; I said to him. &lt;i&gt;She what?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I took off his shirt, and this is what I found: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S6fP5gre0wI/AAAAAAAACSw/AQDUpgOGYHg/s1600-h/ty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S6fP5gre0wI/AAAAAAAACSw/AQDUpgOGYHg/s400/ty.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451554460887077634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes. Bella had indeed drawn on his back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently, she wanted to be sure he (or anyone else) didn't forget his name, and so she tagged him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; is what happens when we try to sneak away with those 30 extra minutes of sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-9178345317055393326?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/9178345317055393326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=9178345317055393326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/9178345317055393326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/9178345317055393326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/03/morning-trouble.html' title='Morning Trouble.'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S6fP6DsJ2NI/AAAAAAAACS4/-sKjv2KUVwk/s72-c/ty2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-8232508547088174617</id><published>2010-03-17T17:00:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T17:10:59.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Got The Luck Of The Irish.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... and it comes in the form of these two beautiful little munchkins :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S6FuVWFzMdI/AAAAAAAACSQ/eJWsQDaiTSc/s400/st.pattys5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449758337081225682" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S6FuqpwblvI/AAAAAAAACSo/jbvL9z2E9Wo/s400/st.pattys4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449758703137560306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S6FuqLciFOI/AAAAAAAACSg/DWqsVfKoRzY/s400/st.pattys.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449758695001036002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S6FueEIv2XI/AAAAAAAACSY/0mRt32WU5VA/s400/st.pattys2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449758486880573810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In celebrating my ethnicity of 1/2 Irish (thanks to my mom and the Irwin side of the family), I enjoy getting the kids all decked out in their green outfits and preparing a traditional Irish meal of corned beef, cabbage and baby red potatoes. The recipe for preparing corned beef is actually quite easy...but somehow, I'm still confused and find myself constantly checking on it all day long. I &lt;i&gt;may&lt;/i&gt; have also called my mom about 5 or 6 times to verify that I was doing it right. But now the house smells delicious, and I'm fairly confident that it will be cooked correctly. Note that I said "&lt;i&gt;fairly confident&lt;/i&gt;"....you just never know until you cut it open and take a few bites. Fingers crossed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a more serious note, St. Patricks Day marks exactly 5 years since we said good-bye to my Opah. He was my mom's dad, and the patriarch of the Irish brood on that side of the family. His funeral was appropriately on St. Patrick's day, and had beautiful Irish flair- complete with bagpipes and all. We miss you Opah, we will remember you tonight as we enjoy our Irish meal in your honor. You would be proud to see my corned beef! :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-8232508547088174617?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/8232508547088174617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=8232508547088174617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/8232508547088174617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/8232508547088174617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/03/ive-got-luck-of-irish.html' title='I&apos;ve Got The Luck Of The Irish.....'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S6FuVWFzMdI/AAAAAAAACSQ/eJWsQDaiTSc/s72-c/st.pattys5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-3547596365434496898</id><published>2010-03-10T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T16:14:13.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Better Start Saving...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;....because Bellas wedding someday is going to be a &lt;i&gt;doosey&lt;/i&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She our baby girl...our princess...and the only one we get to throw a wedding for- so believe me when I say that &lt;i&gt;every last detail&lt;/i&gt; will be tended to. :-) The reason I started daydreaming of her future magical wedding is because this past weekend we spent time with our awesome-amazing good friends the Squires, and Bella and Jacob fell even more in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, Bella &amp;amp; Jacob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Megan pointed out to me it's like a Twilight romance....too bad I have no idea what she's talking about since I've never read the books. Megan is probably rolling her eyes at me right now :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But seriously- it's not even that us adults tried to "force" it in any way. The two of them just kept holding hands, hugging and giggling with each other every time they were together. At the end of each day, we kept having to listen to Bella tell us &lt;i&gt;over and ove&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;r&lt;/i&gt; that she missed Jacob, and kept asking, "when is Jacob coming back?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was honestly the most precious thing ever. They genuinely enjoyed being around each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Megan and I were pregnant at the same time together, and Bella &amp;amp; Jacob are only about 3 weeks apart. It's like they were meant to be! And the best part? We would be in-laws with the Squires!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S5gkYyzmo9I/AAAAAAAACRg/RpizNy7SrLY/s400/bellajacob.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447143757678289874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Jacob isn't so sure about this kiss....}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S5gkj4__BhI/AAAAAAAACRo/OT2M1E5NePE/s400/bellajacob2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447143948319393298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S5gkvZLAhmI/AAAAAAAACRw/sW_227tGIhI/s400/bellajacob3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447144145934124642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S5gk-l1rTFI/AAAAAAAACR4/sH1MaZmjp-M/s400/bellajacob4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447144407032351826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the end of our trip, the kids had to say good-bye at dinner, and then sadness ensued in the separate car rides home. Megan texted me a picture of Jacob pouting in sadness, and Bella just kept asking when we would see them again. So after the kids were in bed, Megan came by to watch the Oscars with me, and she brought along a "love letter" that Jacob had written before he went to bed. Actually, he dictated it to Megan, and she wrote down exactly what he wanted to say to Bella......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S5gnH83G6TI/AAAAAAAACSI/MzqhAXqUiaQ/s400/bellajacob6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447146766854449458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S5gm7HSnO0I/AAAAAAAACSA/LDKOm1ed0ns/s400/bellajacob5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447146546315868994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In case you can't read it, it says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I love you. I'll kiss you and hug you. When you come back I will hug you forever."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So adorable! Bella is a very lucky little lady :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-3547596365434496898?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/3547596365434496898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=3547596365434496898' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/3547596365434496898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/3547596365434496898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-better-start-saving.html' title='We Better Start Saving...'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S5gkYyzmo9I/AAAAAAAACRg/RpizNy7SrLY/s72-c/bellajacob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-8407716848709741730</id><published>2010-03-10T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T14:18:03.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Things To Remember....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time to freeze a few memories in time. I wanted to jot down a few things about the kids as of lately, so that I would always remember the little things :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S5gLsH0dg2I/AAAAAAAACRQ/N4JCwfOVAR4/s400/IMG_4948.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447116601945850722" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{ Miss Bella }&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Loves playing board games like Pretty Pretty Princess, Trouble and Chutes &amp;amp; Ladders&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Sings a hilarious rendition of "Hey Diddle Diddle" that cracks us up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Is &lt;i&gt;obsessed&lt;/i&gt; with drawing, painting and coloring. She could do it for &lt;i&gt;hours&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* She told John the other night {I was gone at bible study with my girlfriends} that when she grows up she wants to "be a nurse and a mommy and go to bible study". Hmm... watching her mom closely perhaps? I &lt;i&gt;melted&lt;/i&gt; when I got home and John told me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* She gasps with delight &lt;i&gt;every time&lt;/i&gt; we pass the Barbie aisle at Target. It never gets old to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* She loves cheeseburgers. And every time we ask her for her order, she tells us "a hamburger with cheese on the top and steak on the bottom. And no sauce."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Still loves to be a nudist at home. Or run around in just underwear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Still &lt;i&gt;petrified&lt;/i&gt; of people in animal costumes. She freaked out at a birthday party at Chuck-e-Cheese when "Chuck-E" appeared. And she still won't step foot in Red Robin ever since she saw the bird costume. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* L-O-V-E-S ballet. She loves twirling and frolicking :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* She's getting very accustomed to people commenting on her hair. Whenever someone stops her and compliments her curls or tells her how beautiful her hair is, she now answers with "&lt;i&gt;I know&lt;/i&gt;."  So modest and humble! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S5gLsr6W3ZI/AAAAAAAACRY/OGVa_6p92AA/s400/IMG_4908.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447116611634257298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{ Mr. Ty }&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* Wakes his sister up every morning by going in her room, turning on the light, and crawling into her bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* Whenever he tries to sneak a snack from the pantry, he announces that he is "getting one for tyler and one for bella", and he brings her one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* Tells us exactly what he wants, then asks and answers it himself. For example, he says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; "I want to get ice cream, &lt;i&gt;ok&lt;/i&gt;? Ok! "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* Eats like a bottomless pit, and yet looks skinnier and taller every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* Loves hiding in "tents" {when he puts a blanket over his head}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* Has learned about his "boy parts" and tells us what they are every day :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* Has has the cutest little voice when he says, "Mommy I hungry".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* He is still a dancing &lt;i&gt;machine&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* Loves having both mom and dad tuck him in at night. He especially loves it when we kiss both his cheeks at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;** And John and I still think we are the luckiest, most blessed two people on earth :-) **&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-8407716848709741730?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/8407716848709741730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=8407716848709741730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/8407716848709741730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/8407716848709741730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/03/small-things-to-remember.html' title='Small Things To Remember....'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S5gLsH0dg2I/AAAAAAAACRQ/N4JCwfOVAR4/s72-c/IMG_4948.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-2116157776422186888</id><published>2010-03-02T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:49:19.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Ballerina.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S43nhCewiTI/AAAAAAAACP4/1-RkLmTvMnU/s1600-h/bella_ballet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S43nhCewiTI/AAAAAAAACP4/1-RkLmTvMnU/s400/bella_ballet.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444262079348377906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, she did it again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another performance that was adorable and incredible all in one. I think she found her confidence after the last performance went so well, and this time she did even better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S43n3M8n1UI/AAAAAAAACQI/UgALBOxpPBo/s400/bella_ballet3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444262460115113282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S43n2UUUPEI/AAAAAAAACQA/9qKTjNl8H8E/s400/bella_ballet2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444262444913671234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was in an older class this time {mostly 5 year olds}, but that didn't seem to bother her, and she followed along perfectly. One of the first thoughts I remember having when Bella was born and I saw that she was a girl, was- "oh my goodness, I get to take her to dance class!" I don't know why, but I instantly had this vision of a curly-haired little girl in a tutu dancing around on stage. I envisioned being able to share in those girly moments with her, and they are moments I wouldn't trade for anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best part of the recital was when each girl has her moment to shine by performing a solo when her name was called. I actually felt nervous for Bella because she usually gets shy in situations like that- but she was the &lt;i&gt;BEST&lt;/i&gt;! And of course, I am her mom...but seriously- she was &lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt;. I have the video to prove it :-) She pranced around stage and twirled so gracefully and with such a huge smile of accomplishment on her face. I was bursting with pride!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S43pQRSjsZI/AAAAAAAACQQ/VvcePR-Jw70/s400/bella_ballet4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444263990289215890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S43pRc1TZUI/AAAAAAAACQY/9fuXHWtSLKc/s400/bella_ballet5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444264010567607618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S43ptXNc0xI/AAAAAAAACQg/ov21IykogB0/s400/bella_ballet6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444264490094613266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Then after her recital, we took her out for in ice cream celebration for a job well done, and then she got to go to a sleepover at Aunt Emily's house and have some really girly-girl time painting nails and eating popcorn :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S43pt_LiQqI/AAAAAAAACQo/bOzjnkh9YgY/s400/bella_ballet7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444264500823999138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Girls will be girls :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And believe me- I love having my little girl to enjoy it with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Bravo Bella!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-2116157776422186888?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/2116157776422186888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=2116157776422186888' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/2116157776422186888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/2116157776422186888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-little-ballerina.html' title='My Little Ballerina.'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S43nhCewiTI/AAAAAAAACP4/1-RkLmTvMnU/s72-c/bella_ballet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-9209013824095304573</id><published>2010-02-19T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T20:52:26.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Girls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S39a-7feL-I/AAAAAAAACPw/EmIIOL6djDs/s1600-h/ft12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S39a-7feL-I/AAAAAAAACPw/EmIIOL6djDs/s400/ft12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440166912054931426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our sweet friends, Andrew &amp;amp; Sandra welcomed identical twin baby girls this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kaelyn &amp;amp; Brielle are the epitome of perfection....and unbelievably healthy sizes for twins! Each weighed over 6 pounds, and they did beautifully after delivery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was excited to head over to the hospital today to visit them and {of course} take a few pictures of the girls. I took Sandra's maternity pictures a few weeks back, and everyone kept commenting to me how &lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt; she looked for being 8 months pregnant with twins....well, in true form, Sandra looks radiant and beautiful even after having twins just hours prior. Not fair! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Congratulations again you guys, I can't wait to watch your sweet daughters grow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To see a sneak peek of some of the pictures taken at the hospital today, see my photography blog &lt;a href="http://www.briandersonphotos.com/blog"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HERE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-9209013824095304573?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/9209013824095304573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=9209013824095304573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/9209013824095304573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/9209013824095304573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/02/welcome-girls.html' title='Welcome Girls!'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S39a-7feL-I/AAAAAAAACPw/EmIIOL6djDs/s72-c/ft12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-4045071488376027061</id><published>2010-02-14T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T14:44:22.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Valentines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah, young love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What do you do when you want to see your girlfriend on valentines day, but you are only 2 years old?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; A family/group date! :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyler and Allie spent their valentines afternoon with their families, picnicking in the gorgeous cool sunny weather {I would not want to live on the east coast if you &lt;i&gt;paid&lt;/i&gt; me to! Picnicking in the park in the middle of winter?! That's right!!} and spending time together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They took a  romantic ride on the train....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3htoRLG7XI/AAAAAAAACPI/2TDs5P1T6LY/s400/vday2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438217088622062962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3hulqpxkcI/AAAAAAAACPY/vboOzRce8Y0/s400/vday3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438218143433593282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Played a friendly game of soccer.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3htJtsUxNI/AAAAAAAACO4/aYyGhhcVy08/s400/vday5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438216563701630162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And strolled hand in hand through the park {until Ty got too antsy, and decided to run away}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3hsRVuwpII/AAAAAAAACOw/KGvzmOoLjhg/s400/vday6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438215595196720258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But that didn't bother Allie, she decided she wanted to walk with Uncle John anyway :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3hsHEngt0I/AAAAAAAACOo/gB90HrkCJBg/s400/vday7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438215418804221762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All in all, it was a great morning for the two little love birds. Ty even brought her a balloon and heart-shaped box of chocolates, like &lt;i&gt;any&lt;/i&gt; true gentleman should. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks Abram family, we love you guys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3htozIHo6I/AAAAAAAACPQ/kEF9ISB2_4A/s400/vday4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438217097736332194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-4045071488376027061?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/4045071488376027061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=4045071488376027061' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/4045071488376027061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/4045071488376027061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/02/sweet-valentines.html' title='Sweet Valentines.'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3htoRLG7XI/AAAAAAAACPI/2TDs5P1T6LY/s72-c/vday2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-1027719308636066062</id><published>2010-02-11T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:43:01.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Get Em' Uncle O'Neal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully you watched this weeks' episode of The Biggest Loser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;{you better! }&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because this week Sunny and O'Neal kicked butt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They both won individual challenges, and proved that they are a force to be reckoned with on that ranch!! John and I look forward to Tuesday nights so much...we eagerly wait to put the kids to bed, then we watch the show intently - savoring and soaking up every moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week we were &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; excited to watch the challenge where the contestants had to race laps and use laser guns to shoot each others target, because you may not know this- but Uncle O'Neal is an EXPERT marksman. If there is anyone on earth that I would trust with a firearm in an emergency situation, it would be O'Neal. He was a paratrooper in the Army, and even wore the distinction of a green beret during his time. He has seen some scary stuff....probably more than he ever wants to talk about, but he came out of it a better man- and an &lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt; marksman. As a certified sniper for the US government, you do &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; want to mess with O'Neal! Oh, the poor boys that want to date SunShine! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we visited Minnesota a few summers ago, John and Uncle O'Neal convinced me to come along with them to the shooting range to try shooting for my first time. I am not a big gun fan- and I am very uncomfortable around them...but I couldn't have picked a better person to go and learn from, than O'Neal. He took his time to carefully teach us about proper handling and the proper way to stand and hold our arms. And he kept me calm and taught me how to focus and keep myself in the perfect stance when I shoot for the first time. My heart was pounding out of my chest, but I felt safe knowing that I trusted O'Neal completely, and that he would keep me safe.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437117309793120322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3SFYtxYsEI/AAAAAAAACNw/eUsziZFXHcg/s400/DSC_0355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437117324050532386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3SFZi4niCI/AAAAAAAACOA/AXgVLHfwPPM/s400/DSC_0366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437117315401790594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3SFZCqmNII/AAAAAAAACN4/WgZJ851p2bo/s400/DSC_0362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437117334160808050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3SFaIjGGHI/AAAAAAAACOI/bXknJ7vzfgM/s400/DSC_0373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437117432090260642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3SFf1XS9KI/AAAAAAAACOQ/O6uJ2_qBBhg/s400/DSC_0374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437117437042352322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3SFgHz94MI/AAAAAAAACOY/NJD5QSFn1Ak/s400/DSC_0376.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We had so much fun that day- and in a weird way, it was a very cool bonding experience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In fact, I actually enjoyed it so much that we went back the following year with Arece {O'Neal's son} , and this time, our group grew! Everyone in the family wanted to learn!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3SH1mLyazI/AAAAAAAACOg/7La0-QIlGvQ/s400/shooting_crew.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437120004995836722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 210px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So when we saw that shooting was a challenge on this weeks' episode, we &lt;i&gt;knew&lt;/i&gt; that O'Neal was in his comfort zone :-)&lt;br /&gt;And in my usual fashion, I couldn't keep the tears from running down my face as I watched him win and celebrate his victory. Sunny and O'Neal got their moment to shine, and I can't imagine two more deserving people. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We love you guys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Go Team Yellow!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-1027719308636066062?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/1027719308636066062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=1027719308636066062' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/1027719308636066062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/1027719308636066062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/02/go-get-em-uncle-oneal.html' title='Go Get Em&apos; Uncle O&apos;Neal!'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3SFYtxYsEI/AAAAAAAACNw/eUsziZFXHcg/s72-c/DSC_0355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-5435634203448509894</id><published>2010-02-09T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T16:33:11.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Outtakes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something I am learning more and more about as I play with &lt;a href="http://www.briandersonphotos.com/"&gt;photography&lt;/a&gt;, is sometimes the "outtakes", the pictures that I usually think are pointless, end up being the &lt;i&gt;best&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sure you may not frame them or use them in a future wedding montage {actually, some people &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt;!} but they are the ones that make you laugh the most. They bring out the honesty and the true personality of the person. In most cases, kids look their most authentic selves in those goofy pictures that we erase too quickly off the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone once made a comment to me that I am so lucky to have kids who love the camera. After all, all the pictures I post of them and frame in our home, are gorgeous pictures of the kids in perfect lighting, perfect smiles and perfect composition. But boy do I have you all fooled!! Like any 4 and 2 year olds, my kids would much rather twirl, run, make silly faces and ignore the camera altogether. But there are those rare moments when I see their little faces soften and hold still just long enough to snap a picture. And trust me, my shutter speed is &lt;i&gt;fast&lt;/i&gt;. It &lt;i&gt;has&lt;/i&gt; to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And especially when we have photographers take pictures of our family, the kids morph into these little tasmanian devils that usually go out of their way to make the poor photographers job especially hard! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here are a few "outtakes" that I have found that just crack me up:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah yes- classic Bella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm trying to smile, John is trying to keep Ty from running, and Bella has decided to flash the camera. Perfect family portrait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3HjslX_19I/AAAAAAAACNE/uQH5zP-Hv-Q/s400/ThisIsAMomPicture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436376580299413458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Here's another classic: Trying to get the cousins to  pose for a picture. Lexi is bawling and wants nothing to do with it, Nolan is off in his own world smiling, and Marley and Bella can't stop looking at each other and talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3Hnq-F_L6I/AAAAAAAACNM/LzzAe-NZ-N8/s400/bella+510.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436380950621532066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; And yet another way to show the grown-ups that you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; with pictures : pick your nose with both fingers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3Hnx5WCuhI/AAAAAAAACNU/pBxe75xks4g/s400/bella+508.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436381069605779986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And this is what I call "The Over-Smile"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;....because sometimes a simple smile just isn't enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3HpIQ6Gi6I/AAAAAAAACNc/QgFyESdOEeg/s400/DSC_0147-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436382553399790498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And this picture is just plain hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Judging by the look on Tyler's face, he is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; embarrassed by his sisters' hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3HqOZJyCQI/AAAAAAAACNk/s0I09KjA374/s400/DSC_0357.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436383758203881730" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;You see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Family-of-perfect-pictures we are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;But we sure do have a ton of good embarrassing pictures to use during their teenage years! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;You just won't see any of these framed as 8x10's  :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7740538508401539232-5435634203448509894?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/5435634203448509894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=5435634203448509894' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/5435634203448509894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/5435634203448509894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/02/outakes.html' title='The Outtakes.'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S3HjslX_19I/AAAAAAAACNE/uQH5zP-Hv-Q/s72-c/ThisIsAMomPicture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-6317342622293608177</id><published>2010-02-03T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T13:13:11.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another On The Way......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2nYbfrsXoI/AAAAAAAACMk/NK3_jvYD-oM/s1600-h/amanda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2nYbfrsXoI/AAAAAAAACMk/NK3_jvYD-oM/s400/amanda.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434112392272043650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep. &lt;i&gt;Another&lt;/i&gt; little one will be gracing our group of girlfriends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, it's not Jessica. {That would give you a heart attack right about now, right Jess?! :-) }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://thosecrazyrobinsons.blogspot.com/"&gt;AMANDA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her and her sweet hubby are letting people in on the secret, so I'm allowed to tell people, and I pretty much want to scream it from the rooftops. For some reason, I am &lt;i&gt;sooooo&lt;/i&gt; excited for them to have a little baby. She's just one of those women that I can't wait to see be a new mom! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's hilarious, honest, bubbly....and completely new to the world of pregnancy and babies- which will make this a very fun experience for all of us :-)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Man, between us 6 girlfriends, we have 9 kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nine&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the oldest is my sweet Bella who is only 4 years old! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talk about a crazy brood of kiddos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like I said before, there is something seriously contagious in whatever we are drinking at our usual Starbucks on Tuesday nights. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We may need to find a new coffee shop :-).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-6317342622293608177?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/6317342622293608177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=6317342622293608177' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/6317342622293608177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/6317342622293608177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/02/another-on-way.html' title='Another On The Way......'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2nYbfrsXoI/AAAAAAAACMk/NK3_jvYD-oM/s72-c/amanda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-4710593626470656267</id><published>2010-02-02T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T08:22:08.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Exploring....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've noticed that I see everything differently now. I used to pass by things without a second thought- but now I view everything through the lens of camera...and judge it on whether or not that would make a good picture spot.I just recently discovered a new overgrown field that I love {I blogged about it on the photography site} and then I found another fun little place! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other night we were out running errands as a family, and we passed an area that I had never given a second glance before. But this time, I noticed the perfect rolling land, and the view of mountains in the background. So last night we took the kids out to the park to play and we stopped by this new discovery of mine. Trust me, I would have walked by this place a hundred times before and not even thought twice. But last night- I saw it's potential. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we set the kids free, and I tried to capture this new place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Tyler had his own agenda, and did not like me following him around with my camera...as usual. But Bella humored me for a few minutes :-)  }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2hAbvGJaWI/AAAAAAAACLs/V1m2cz_KGOs/s400/park3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433663795665398114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2hAkVqARGI/AAAAAAAACL0/bm0FVpT38tc/s1600-h/park4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2hAkVqARGI/AAAAAAAACL0/bm0FVpT38tc/s400/park4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433663943455294562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2hAvBnjKuI/AAAAAAAACL8/gGVprERBda8/s1600-h/park2.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2hAvBnjKuI/AAAAAAAACL8/gGVprERBda8/s400/park2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433664127054850786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And &lt;i&gt;thank you&lt;/i&gt; to everyone who has been so supportive of me trying out photography! I have booked quite a few sessions for this month, and I'm so excited about it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***And on another note- don't forget to watch Biggest Loser tonight!!! The yellow team makes their comeback....and we can't &lt;i&gt;wait&lt;/i&gt; to see it!........***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-4710593626470656267?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/4710593626470656267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=4710593626470656267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/4710593626470656267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/4710593626470656267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/02/still-exploring.html' title='Still Exploring....'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2hAbvGJaWI/AAAAAAAACLs/V1m2cz_KGOs/s72-c/park3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-3918015032616492441</id><published>2010-02-01T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T10:21:32.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Budding Artist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a little cupboard in our office where I keep a stash of all the cute things the kids make. I'm on the hunt for a cute, vintage treasure chest for each of them, so that I can store up all their childhood "creations", but for now, it's just in a cupboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Ever since Bella started going to preschool, I have been able to add &lt;i&gt;volumes&lt;/i&gt; to my little collection. Sometimes John and I laugh at the cute explanations she has for all her drawings- and sometimes we are amazed to see what she sees through her eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lately, she's been on a big kick of drawing our family. One of the most recent drawings just melted my heart, so I had to share it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2cMP01urkI/AAAAAAAACLk/y_WjVfjdzbk/s400/bella_pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433324941467364930" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella's on the far left, then myself, then John and then Tyler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Notice how she made me have long curly hair, and she gave herself short curly hair, just like mine. Bella also pointed out to me that her and I are holding hands, and she is holding a flower in her other hand that she picked for daddy. I was cracking up when I saw how she drew John and Tyler to look just like each other. She used the same colors and everything, but John is just much bigger :-) Then, with her adorable writing- she wrote, mom loves Bella {with a heart for "loves"} and Ty &amp;amp; Dad with a heart up at the top. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ugh! &lt;i&gt;How adorable is that?!!!! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love being their mom! A day never goes by where I don't laugh :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And for the record- that's a &lt;i&gt;butterfly&lt;/i&gt; in the center of the picture. I made the mistake of asking if it was an airplane. Oops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-3918015032616492441?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/3918015032616492441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=3918015032616492441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/3918015032616492441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/3918015032616492441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-budding-artist.html' title='My Budding Artist'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2cMP01urkI/AAAAAAAACLk/y_WjVfjdzbk/s72-c/bella_pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-4663405598768543806</id><published>2010-01-27T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T20:59:47.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2EDuSIIBjI/AAAAAAAACLU/mLwtPDQ0iSM/s400/Brianna+Logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431626719260313138" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Soooooo&lt;/i&gt;.....I'm actually putting it out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember when I was in high school, I really loved to write. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I actually didn't mind essays and reflective papers....I dare say I even &lt;i&gt;enjoyed&lt;/i&gt; them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One day, a certain English teacher pulled me aside and told me I had a great talent, and that my writing was actually &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt;. I walked away with this feeling of immense pride, but almost felt embarrassed because I suddenly realized that I was quite shy when it came to actually discussing my writing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fast forward to now, and that is exactly where I sit with my enjoyment for photography. It was intriguing when we got our first "fancy" camera, and even more fascinating to me as the years went by and I starting learning more and enjoying it more. Then, I ventured outside of taking pictures of my own family, to taking pictures of our friends' families, and so on. However, I still remained to have the same hesitation with photography as I did with writing...secretly loving it, but hesitant to share it with others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I started thinking- what would I say to Bella or Tyler if they came to me and told me about some hobby or sport or talent that they were really excited about? I would encourage it of course! I would tell them to pursue it and see where it went! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And as I began to pursue this hobby of mine, I have discovered that I love using that creative side of my brain. I love that I can be a good wife and mom to my family, a good nurse at work, and a good friend-  but also have a creative and outlet that is just for &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm excited to use my hobby to bless others! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I've started my own photography blog to help me in "putting it out there". I still feel like that young girl in high school who would rather keep this to myself out of fear that I won't be good enough, or that a compliment might just embarrass me. Not to mention the fact that I &lt;i&gt;loooove&lt;/i&gt; the work of some local photographers around here...I've even been a client of such rock-star photographers....heaven forbid they see my humble little blog! It's like I'm a freshman walking into Varsity tryouts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here I go. I'm trying out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even if I do just get stuck on the freshman team. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wish me luck! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.briandersonphotos.com/"&gt;www.briandersonphotos.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-4663405598768543806?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/4663405598768543806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=4663405598768543806' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/4663405598768543806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/4663405598768543806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/01/soooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2EDuSIIBjI/AAAAAAAACLU/mLwtPDQ0iSM/s72-c/Brianna+Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-4816799909226417035</id><published>2010-01-27T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T08:57:43.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for the time between posts- it's been a busy time around the Anderson household. We recently went to visit my parents in San Diego {our home away from home it seems}, and had such a good time relaxing and spoiling the kids with fun things to do. We were pretty shut in from the bad weather the first day, so we had to be creative with our activities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma and Bella spent some time making delicious cookies for everyone...but I think Bella had more fun just rubbing her hands in the piles of flour :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BgJmBf3dI/AAAAAAAACLM/MAhY5hV0syU/s1600-h/cookies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BgJmBf3dI/AAAAAAAACLM/MAhY5hV0syU/s400/cookies1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431446868550737362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BgJCNEVTI/AAAAAAAACLE/Dh8I8u8vBVI/s1600-h/cookies2.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BgJCNEVTI/AAAAAAAACLE/Dh8I8u8vBVI/s400/cookies2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431446858935588146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BfprserlI/AAAAAAAACK8/E0cxBZvGxHw/s1600-h/cookies3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BfprserlI/AAAAAAAACK8/E0cxBZvGxHw/s400/cookies3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431446320317378130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't this the cutest picture of Bella with Grandma and Papa? Such genuine laughter, it cracks me up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BfpKELX7I/AAAAAAAACK0/hIenci4yTzs/s1600-h/laugh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BfpKELX7I/AAAAAAAACK0/hIenci4yTzs/s400/laugh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431446311289970610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally it cleared, and we decided to head out for some fun activities-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BeTHWB4wI/AAAAAAAACKs/wCmhIXwmHWs/s1600-h/sd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BeTHWB4wI/AAAAAAAACKs/wCmhIXwmHWs/s400/sd1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431444833090790146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent some time in La Jolla, and took the kids to see Seal Beach and the aquarium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BeSjVgqbI/AAAAAAAACKk/qZQhE1Zf6yw/s1600-h/beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BeSjVgqbI/AAAAAAAACKk/qZQhE1Zf6yw/s400/beach.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431444823424936370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, those are seals laying around- Bella thought it was cool, but Ty was less enthused. Go figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2Bd43mENLI/AAAAAAAACKc/8UI4-V0AfSo/s1600-h/seals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2Bd43mENLI/AAAAAAAACKc/8UI4-V0AfSo/s400/seals.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431444382186484914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2Bd4JbQh2I/AAAAAAAACKU/otgeNGOGXm0/s1600-h/seals2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2Bd4JbQh2I/AAAAAAAACKU/otgeNGOGXm0/s400/seals2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431444369793124194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BdSYJmusI/AAAAAAAACKM/6HCEY_go8P8/s1600-h/fish1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BdSYJmusI/AAAAAAAACKM/6HCEY_go8P8/s400/fish1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431443720910584514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best part about hanging around Grandma and Papa's house is getting to see the kids wrestle, snuggle and play with them. It just warms my heart!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BdR-qFSAI/AAAAAAAACKE/sET9eqj0J3k/s1600-h/papa_ty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BdR-qFSAI/AAAAAAAACKE/sET9eqj0J3k/s400/papa_ty.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431443714067482626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2Bc0DvCPCI/AAAAAAAACJ8/b5sfMxVZY6k/s1600-h/pap_ty2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2Bc0DvCPCI/AAAAAAAACJ8/b5sfMxVZY6k/s400/pap_ty2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431443200034356258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the highlights of the trip was getting to see my adorably pregnant cousin Lindsay, and take her out for some fun maternity shopping! It's a tradition among the women in our family, that whoever is pregnant- we spoil them by taking them out for a maternity shopping spree followed by going out for food! Lindsay looked gorgeous in everything she tried on, and it was so fun for me to share this moment with her because we have been so extremely close since the time we were little toddlers running around together. I can't wait to do your maternity pictures Linds!! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BczUmESVI/AAAAAAAACJ0/zZzXAp9m8Zo/s1600-h/linds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BczUmESVI/AAAAAAAACJ0/zZzXAp9m8Zo/s400/linds.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431443187380275538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is that a little baby bump I see?! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BcT97M6xI/AAAAAAAACJs/bQ1vNrGNQbs/s1600-h/linds2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BcT97M6xI/AAAAAAAACJs/bQ1vNrGNQbs/s400/linds2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431442648718961426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And lastly, I'll leave you with a pretty picture I took of my parents one evening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks mom and dad for everything! We love you so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BcTQDlFqI/AAAAAAAACJk/XTJ04-2Qiz8/s1600-h/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BcTQDlFqI/AAAAAAAACJk/XTJ04-2Qiz8/s400/sunset.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431442636406068898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-4816799909226417035?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/4816799909226417035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=4816799909226417035' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/4816799909226417035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/4816799909226417035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S2BgJmBf3dI/AAAAAAAACLM/MAhY5hV0syU/s72-c/cookies1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-5417628482728696607</id><published>2010-01-19T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T11:27:32.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Date With My Daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every now and then, it's good for Bella and I to get away for some "girl time".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is quickly becoming this little &lt;i&gt;girl&lt;/i&gt; who is growing up too fast. I still see her as my baby...my first-born.....my sweet tiny Bella. But with each day, she is changing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we left the boys at home, got dressed up in a beautiful princess dress {not &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;- mind you. Just her} and went out for an evening together to see Disney on Ice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since John and I have taken Bella to these types of shows before, I knew what was about to happen. She would see all the bags of cotton candy, tall Disney cups of snow cones, see the sparkly wands and featured trinkets, and beg for all of them. Whoever puts together these events know &lt;i&gt;exactly&lt;/i&gt; what they are doing. What parent wouldn't feel terrible saying 'no'? So this time, I was prepared. I packed us a bag of candy at home and we ate a big dinner so that she would {hopefully} be full. As we left, John reminded me to "&lt;b&gt;stay strong&lt;/b&gt;" when Bella sees all the souvenirs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I'm weak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We headed to our seats, and Bella spotted a sparkly Ariel wand that lit up and played music. She jumped and begged....what could I do? A girl has to have a sparkly wand, right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S1X25c_rpRI/AAAAAAAACJE/KiMVQTbkVyc/s400/disney1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428516392761271570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So now she does :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We enjoyed watching performances by Ariel, Tinkerbell, The Lion King and Cars, while munching on our candy and playing with her new wand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S1X3XJiysJI/AAAAAAAACJc/qLkVv-BlJJI/s1600-h/disney4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S1X3XJiysJI/AAAAAAAACJc/qLkVv-BlJJI/s400/disney4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428516902935900306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S1X3PVvmUWI/AAAAAAAACJU/PxQB144dLyk/s1600-h/disney3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S1X3PVvmUWI/AAAAAAAACJU/PxQB144dLyk/s400/disney3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428516768771887458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S1X3H2H0WfI/AAAAAAAACJM/CTflrnMMBmE/s1600-h/disney2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S1X3H2H0WfI/AAAAAAAACJM/CTflrnMMBmE/s400/disney2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428516640024451570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Despite having her own seat, she spent most of the performance on my lap, snuggling with me and gasping and smiling at me when a new character came out onto the ice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I wouldn't have it any other way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-5417628482728696607?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/5417628482728696607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=5417628482728696607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/5417628482728696607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/5417628482728696607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/01/date-with-my-daughter.html' title='A Date With My Daughter'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S1X25c_rpRI/AAAAAAAACJE/KiMVQTbkVyc/s72-c/disney1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-1211068828248323947</id><published>2010-01-17T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T13:55:16.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Inspiring Friends :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning I was able to help enjoy and celebrate the talents of two inspiring women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I started the morning by attending church at Scottsdale Bible North, where my close friend Amanda attends. I've mentioned her before on this blog- but to brag even further, she is a multi-taleneted, multi-faceted woman in so many ways. One of her passions {and greatest talents!} is for singing. The last time she performed a solo at her church, I had to go out of town. So this time I didn't want to miss it! Well, she was fabulous. She has heart and passion in her voice, and she led a beautiful worship song for everyone to enjoy. I could never get up on stage and sing {plus, you wouldn't want me to. &lt;i&gt;Trust me&lt;/i&gt;} So thank you Amanda for inviting me to come this morning, and I was so proud of how beautifully you did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then after watching Amanda, I rushed back to the house so John and I could pack up the kids and head out to the Rock N' Roll Marathon to cheer on our friend Christy! Christy and John have known each other since grade school, and her husband was one of John's best friends' growing up. I met Christy in college, and she is just the sweetest thing :-) Her and I were pregnant together {delivered only a few weeks apart} with our boys Tyler and Oliver...and then Christy welcomed another son just 18 months later, Wesley. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YES&lt;/b&gt;- that's right...she has a &lt;i&gt;7 month old&lt;/i&gt;, and she ran a half-marathon today! Puts me to shame, let me tell you. So John helped me plot out the marathon map, and we timed it perfectly because we were able to stop and see her at two viewing points during the race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S1N2DksiELI/AAAAAAAACIk/hfX-SLwtxv8/s400/marathon1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427811779673723058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;That arm you see above is me trying to point out Christy for the camera. She is the one in long black pants and a light pink tank top. It is so crowded there, and hard to take a picture of a moving target- but we did our best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S1N2kIE0iDI/AAAAAAAACI0/0WhqCEA_pBg/s400/marathon2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427812338926651442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S1N37WpjLiI/AAAAAAAACI8/MwRetrC1bF8/s400/marathon4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427813837487418914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Yay! Thumbs up for Christy!! You looked great out there and we were so excited to cheer you on!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S1N2jZNkECI/AAAAAAAACIs/t4Nn2n8yJdk/s400/marathon3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427812326346854434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;There is something about seeing runners nearing the finish line that actually gets me choked up. It's such an amazing accomplishment- and I was truly inspired to see her out there doing something so awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Congrats girls! I am so proud of you both!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/7740538508401539232-1211068828248323947?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/1211068828248323947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=1211068828248323947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/1211068828248323947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/1211068828248323947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-have-inspiring-friends.html' title='I Have Inspiring Friends :-)'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S1N2DksiELI/AAAAAAAACIk/hfX-SLwtxv8/s72-c/marathon1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-4046170656140370979</id><published>2010-01-15T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T09:22:08.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Robin Hood?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S1CSyDlz-iI/AAAAAAAACIc/xHVtk0XtVno/s1600-h/disney-robin-hood-wallpapers-preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S1CSyDlz-iI/AAAAAAAACIc/xHVtk0XtVno/s400/disney-robin-hood-wallpapers-preview.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426998939636464162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so confused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night I took Bella out for a special mother/daughter date to see Disney On Ice {I'll post about that later}, and when I reached into my wallet to pay for parking at the arena, I noticed some cash in my wallet. Figuring it was my wonderful husband who must have put some extra cash in my wallet- I didn't think anything of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I got home later in the evening, I thanked him for putting cash in there- but he said he hadn't! &lt;i&gt;"What the heck?"&lt;/i&gt; I thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I opened my wallet, and counted what was in there......and I KNOW I did not put that there myself. I can count the number of times I have gotten cash out of the ATM in the past few months, on one hand. I rarely &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt; carry cash....unless we are on vacation, or I'm going somewhere where I know I'll need it. Without disclosing the amount that I found in there....I can say that I &lt;i&gt;definitely&lt;/i&gt; did not take out any cash in that amount recently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I racked my brain thinking about where I had been this past week....but everywhere I went, I've left my purse in the car because I didn't need it. And really, I've barely left the house this week because I have been so busy with the kids and editing photos. I thought maybe it was Emily {&lt;i&gt;since she still owes me money....*ahem*&lt;/i&gt;}, but she swears it wasn't her. And I believe her, because if it &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; her, she would definitely take the credit :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So where did this come from? &lt;i&gt;Am I losing my mind? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's next? Will I find jewels under my pillow or a new car in my garage??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just had to share this story because I'm totally perplexed, and I'm getting quite the kick out of the thought of some modern-day Robin Hood secretly handing out money to people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thoughts???!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7740538508401539232-4046170656140370979?l=theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/feeds/4046170656140370979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7740538508401539232&amp;postID=4046170656140370979' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/4046170656140370979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7740538508401539232/posts/default/4046170656140370979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamily4.blogspot.com/2010/01/robin-hood.html' title='Robin Hood?'/><author><name>Bri and John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/Shi8xAUQI-I/AAAAAAAAA40/lgg34bTwEWw/S220/DSC_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adyCfKX4iqU/S1CSyDlz-iI/AAAAAAAACIc/xHVtk0XtVno/s72-c/disney-robin-hood-wallpapers-preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-7031875965733216350</id><published>2010-01-09T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:09:31.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Plate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know how sometimes you are &lt;i&gt
