<?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-36571151</id><updated>2012-01-26T14:15:19.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The "HALL"way</title><subtitle type='html'>Keeping everyone in the loop from the Hall household</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>197</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-700233451044099385</id><published>2011-09-12T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T21:32:44.227-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>Owen had his first day of school today.&amp;nbsp; He is enrolled in a 2 year old class at a nursery school just a couple blocks away from our house.&amp;nbsp; It's 2 days a week for 2 hours a day.&amp;nbsp; I have never left him somewhere, so it was very strange to pack up his backpack and drop him off and leave him there.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure I'll get used to it.&amp;nbsp; I walked him to his class, expecting some fear from him but no, he runs in and starts playing and simply says "bye mommy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/6142487226/" title="IMG_9246 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_9246" height="500" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6194/6142487226_dcf4789cd4.jpg" width="338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to take some photos of him all ready for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/6142487474/" title="IMG_9248 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_9248" height="500" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6182/6142487474_78b7957416.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he's showing me his backpack.&amp;nbsp; Super Mario of course, filled with diapers, sippy cup, and a change of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/6142486488/" title="IMG_9243 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_9243" height="500" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6176/6142486488_1395543753.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he started getting impatient and walked down the stairs saying "no mo pictures mommy!"&amp;nbsp; He was ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/6141933559/" title="IMG_9250 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_9250" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6083/6141933559_88114ed4d7.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came home with these works of art.&amp;nbsp; They must use Bingo dabbers for these.&amp;nbsp; Of course he's the first one to bring snack for the class, so I have to figure something out pronto to bring in.&amp;nbsp; We can't believe our baby is so big!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-700233451044099385?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/700233451044099385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=700233451044099385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/700233451044099385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/700233451044099385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6194/6142487226_dcf4789cd4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-2068780838392870936</id><published>2011-09-01T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:56:23.101-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Time</title><content type='html'>Oops!&amp;nbsp; Yeah it's been over a month since we posted anything.&amp;nbsp; I'm going to apologize just a little bit, but to my credit I have been posting pics and video of Owen on Facebook.&amp;nbsp; We have just been having a busy summer and not wanting to sit in front of the computer.&amp;nbsp; Here's a rundown of what we've been up to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a hot summer, so we've been spending a lot of time outdoors.&amp;nbsp; We did finally break down this year and buy a window air conditioner for upstairs.&amp;nbsp; It was just impossible to sleep in 85+ degree heat.&amp;nbsp; During the day we beat the heat by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/6002297799/" title="IMG_8208 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8208" height="500" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6001/6002297799_1a2fcd1341.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating popsicles- Daddy's specialty.&amp;nbsp; He makes them with fruit, kefir, and honey and freezes them.&amp;nbsp; Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/6002831182/" title="IMG_8164 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8164" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6027/6002831182_92f3b19375.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wearing any clothes and laying low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5946693899/" title="IMG_7905 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7905" height="500" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6136/5946693899_e37ea090de.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course swimming!&amp;nbsp; Our favorite way...&amp;nbsp; Owen has gotten to be quite the swimmer now.&amp;nbsp; He can go across the pool by himself with just his swimmies on.&amp;nbsp; He also loves to jump into the water (over and over and over again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/6002840262/" title="IMG_8199 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8199" height="500" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6125/6002840262_df66b1203b.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has also been having lots of fun with his "tar"&amp;nbsp; He likes to play and sing in gibberish.&amp;nbsp; He also likes to sleep with this thing all the time.&amp;nbsp; He has a gazillion toys, but this thing he found at a yard sale and his Uncle Chris got it for him for like $2.&amp;nbsp; Worst part is, the batteries had exploded inside so it doesn't even work.&amp;nbsp; He doesn't seem to care though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/6002284287/" title="IMG_8144 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8144" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6003/6002284287_6d29fcaf5b.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also likes to take pictures just like Mommy.&amp;nbsp; He was trying to get Molly to pose...good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/6002865540/" title="IMG_8581 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8581" height="500" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6144/6002865540_60d437151e.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go to the park whenever we get a nice day.&amp;nbsp; He's getting much braver and has to climb to the tallest slide.&amp;nbsp; eek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/6074137252/" title="IMG_8642 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8642" height="500" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6085/6074137252_a143ef1697.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been working on riding his trike too, but his legs aren't quite long enough.&amp;nbsp; That's his "mad face" by the way.&amp;nbsp; He likes to make it and then laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/6073595057/" title="IMG_8595 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8595" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6075/6073595057_a00ca4a952.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about as close to a beach as the boys got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/6103837776/" title="IMG_8631 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8631" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6196/6103837776_36c44617d5.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but Tahera and I took a wonderful girl's trip to the beach for a few days.&amp;nbsp; Excuse out hair blowing in the ocean breeze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/6103240187/" title="IMG_8833 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8833" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6188/6103240187_c86b712ea3.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen and Dennis have been playing a lot of baseball in the living room.&amp;nbsp; Owen will hit the ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/6103240611/" title="IMG_8834 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8834" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6207/6103240611_9e866a9935.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and "run the bases"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have also been very busy the past few weeks getting Owen and Daddy ready to go back to school.&amp;nbsp; Dennis got accepted into UB's professional MBA program and started attending school again last week.&amp;nbsp; We are really excited for him and life has been a little hectic for everyone to say the least.&amp;nbsp; They literally called to tell him he was accepted 30 minutes before orientation.&amp;nbsp; It's been a mad scramble to arrange classes, schedule babysitting, work schedules, meals, financial aid, and buy a laptop.&amp;nbsp; Owen also starts school in 2 weeks and he's very excited.&lt;br /&gt;To top it all off, Dennis and I have been training like mad for some long-distance runs coming up in the next few days/weeks. &lt;br /&gt;Hard to believe it's already September 1st but we have enjoyed our summer time for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-49019d2a21a2495b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D49019d2a21a2495b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330143308%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D42A1173FC663DC4A44F5A1DF916986540DA2B187.509A5F448B96AF389CCB9890DE15D4D5B370CDEC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D49019d2a21a2495b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZXnzYX3bVCbZ8kdf-wLfaSqu1Hs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D49019d2a21a2495b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330143308%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D42A1173FC663DC4A44F5A1DF916986540DA2B187.509A5F448B96AF389CCB9890DE15D4D5B370CDEC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D49019d2a21a2495b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZXnzYX3bVCbZ8kdf-wLfaSqu1Hs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a random video of Owen singing his ABC's...just because I'm sure the grandma's want to hear his raspy little voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-2068780838392870936?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/2068780838392870936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=2068780838392870936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/2068780838392870936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/2068780838392870936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/09/summer-time.html' title='Summer Time'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6001/6002297799_1a2fcd1341_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-727602269326879016</id><published>2011-07-20T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T23:12:03.898-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Train Party</title><content type='html'>This year we decided to have Owen's birthday party in Horseheads.&amp;nbsp; It was much easier on our families to have the party there and not make them travel...and there's a train there too.&amp;nbsp; Owen and his cousin Alex are both gaga for trains and their birthdays are very close together so we decided to have a combined party.&amp;nbsp; The boys seemed to agree/not care about this plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5930966744/" title="IMG_8070 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8070" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6135/5930966744_ca9f8302a7.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pitched a tent, got some pizzas ordered and started the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5930406649/" title="IMG_8055 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8055" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6013/5930406649_a4eb0f2238.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis and Owen started things off by driving the train.&amp;nbsp; Here he's saying" All Aboard"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5930409437/" title="IMG_8066 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8066" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6028/5930409437_3b7ed251dc.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone went around a few times and had a great ride.&amp;nbsp; The kids got the little train hats as their favors, which seemed to be a hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5930961498/" title="IMG_8049 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8049" height="500" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6146/5930961498_a3590bf07a.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to eat but we couldn't get the boys off the train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5930972208/" title="IMG_8084 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8084" height="500" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6130/5930972208_72c5713805.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they decided to be the train inspectors.&amp;nbsp; It was ok, I just fed Owen his pizza on the non-moving train car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5930974110/" title="IMG_8091 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8091" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6013/5930974110_cb30850dd4.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandms made the boys each their own train cake.&amp;nbsp; Owen didn't mind sticking his fingers right in them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5930420651/" title="IMG_8109 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8109" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6023/5930420651_f0b1f6aed9.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5930421711/" title="IMG_8114 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8114" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6146/5930421711_efa2c8bf23.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All our favorite people were there (and if I didn't get your picture, it doesn't mean you're not a favorite!) Tim and Krystle with Elise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5930422751/" title="IMG_8118 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8118" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6028/5930422751_25e6566324.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma and Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5930422055/" title="IMG_8116 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8116" height="500" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6002/5930422055_7de6e2e8b7.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie and Kendall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5930968728/" title="IMG_8075 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8075" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6147/5930968728_9c5ff1cf77.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and Nolan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5930421373/" title="IMG_8112 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8112" height="500" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6144/5930421373_b6d95e4f6b.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5930970764/" title="IMG_8081 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8081" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6020/5930970764_0cf2db6f26.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seemed to enjoy themselves and no kids even cried...until it was time for the train to go bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5930425991/" title="IMG_8132 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8132" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6147/5930425991_d202305b3a.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I get this face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5930426185/" title="IMG_8133 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8133" height="500" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6017/5930426185_7d8f5a5958.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he sat on it...parked in the garage, until I had to pry him away.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad he had a good time though.&amp;nbsp; Thanks everyone for coming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-727602269326879016?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/727602269326879016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=727602269326879016' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/727602269326879016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/727602269326879016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/07/train-party.html' title='The Train Party'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6135/5930966744_ca9f8302a7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-916585569340154598</id><published>2011-07-16T21:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T21:20:03.998-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston</title><content type='html'>At the end of June, Dennis and I took our first trip sans Owen.&amp;nbsp; Our friends were getting married in Boston so we figured we'd make a little weekend trip out of it.&amp;nbsp; I was born in Boston but I haven't been back there since I was about 2 years old.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately the weather was pretty gross the whole time we were there.&amp;nbsp; It was chilly and rainy/drizzly the whole time.&amp;nbsp; The sun came out when we got the airport to come back home (ugh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5893988283/" title="IMG_7493 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7493" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5192/5893988283_c241298b74.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We literally went right to the Sam Adams brewery when we arrived in Boston.&amp;nbsp; Yeah we like beer.&amp;nbsp; We wanted to do the tour on Friday as opposed to crazy Saturday, so we wasted no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5893991551/" title="IMG_7507 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7507" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5266/5893991551_03c48d4c80.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tour of the brewery you get to sample the different beers.&amp;nbsp; This was the fun part.&amp;nbsp; We hadn't had anything to eat since 6 am and then drank some samples quickly...yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5894559764/" title="IMG_7512 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7512" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5152/5894559764_d60993261c.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tour you can take a party trolley (note the disco ball) from the brewery to a local pub called Doyles.&amp;nbsp; They had the best chowder and reubens ever.&amp;nbsp; Dennis was in Irish boy heaven.&amp;nbsp; We checked into the hotel, took our first nap in the past few years and got ready for the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5893994331/" title="IMG_7521 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7521" height="500" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6039/5893994331_91b86a0e95.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding and reception were on this boat.&amp;nbsp; The brides are my very good friends from PT school who have been together for many years.&amp;nbsp; It was so nice to see all my friends from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5893995857/" title="IMG_7532 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7532" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5271/5893995857_e3e4439ecf.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was on the top of the ship and was very nice.&amp;nbsp; Then we moved downstairs for the reception and the boat took off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5894572576/" title="IMG_7565 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7565" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5262/5894572576_30b82ecb02.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my old-time study buddies!&amp;nbsp; We definitely danced our butts off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5894006113/" title="IMG_7568 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7568" height="500" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6020/5894006113_4ac6f6ef32.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis checking if the martini luge was made out of real ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5894004089/" title="IMG_7560 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7560" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5239/5894004089_c4b41b8027.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The obligatory "we clean up nice" shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5894574140/" title="IMG_7570 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7570" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5062/5894574140_f975d794e9.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we did all the Boston touristy things.&amp;nbsp; We took a trolley tour through all the fun stops in the city.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5894577312/" title="IMG_7587 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7587" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5234/5894577312_52a60dd1f8.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw some fun street performers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5894012977/" title="IMG_7594 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7594" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5078/5894012977_ceba1d3175.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The USS Constitution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5894596022/" title="IMG_7653 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7653" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5319/5894596022_4e05f2b5e5.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston Common&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5894020111/" title="IMG_7620 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7620" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5070/5894020111_7f9463350a.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate some delicious seafood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5894586114/" title="IMG_7617 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7617" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6060/5894586114_c9551f483e.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked by the waterfront.&lt;br /&gt;Then we hightailed it back to the airport to head back to Buffalo and our little boy.&amp;nbsp; Don't worry-he hardly missed us because he had so much fun with Grandma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-916585569340154598?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/916585569340154598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=916585569340154598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/916585569340154598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/916585569340154598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/07/boston.html' title='Boston'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5192/5893988283_c241298b74_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-8185516753759985388</id><published>2011-07-02T13:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T13:37:55.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Owen Turns Two</title><content type='html'>On Sunday Owen turned two.&amp;nbsp; I can't believe that 2 years has already gone by since he was born.&amp;nbsp; It still seems like just yesterday.&amp;nbsp; We had a nice day on his birthday and had a small celebration at our house since his big party will be in Horseheads next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5893971293/" title="IMG_7656 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7656" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5191/5893971293_9356d91a6f.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma was at our house because she was watching him the day before while Mommy and Daddy were in Boston (later post).&amp;nbsp; He came down the stairs in the morning and immediately saw his new tricycle and helmet.&amp;nbsp; He sat on the bike forever and we had to pry him off for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5893973177/" title="IMG_7662 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7662" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6006/5893973177_9656c918d4.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and daddy had to make a few small adjustments with their tools so he could reach the pedals better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5894544222/" title="IMG_7673 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7673" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5261/5894544222_7e98d1002b.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave him a bubble mower and a beanbag chair which he also loved.&amp;nbsp; And yes he wore the helmet pretty much all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5893978527/" title="IMG_7682 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7682" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5036/5893978527_51a7d51e89.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got around and dressed and went to the park for his favorite thing-slides!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5894546376/" title="IMG_7683 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7683" height="500" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6038/5894546376_b8e4b704d6.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also ran around for awhile and burned off some energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5894546568/" title="IMG_7684 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7684" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6029/5894546568_b6eeda0c3d.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came home and had some friends over for cake and ice cream.&amp;nbsp; He had a Mickey Mouse cake that was WAY too big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5894546734/" title="IMG_7688 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7688" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6053/5894546734_6578506dc3.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did a great job blowing out the candles this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5893980549/" title="IMG_7711 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7711" height="333" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6004/5893980549_783bbaefe1.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also did a great job eating his cake and ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5893980743/" title="IMG_7713 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7713" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5268/5893980743_fe18349a2c.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course he got more presents from our friends&lt;br /&gt;For fun, each birthday:&lt;br /&gt;Birth-day&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5448672340/" title="100_2057 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="100_2057" height="375" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5091/5448672340_cbf8e0e2e4.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5451713464/" title="IMG_2108 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_2108" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5135/5451713464_c681ee216e.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5893980237/" title="IMG_7704 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7704" height="500" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6020/5893980237_cd17cae3ed.jpg" width="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-8185516753759985388?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/8185516753759985388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=8185516753759985388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8185516753759985388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8185516753759985388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/07/owen-turns-two.html' title='Owen Turns Two'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5191/5893971293_9356d91a6f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-4994954151827176594</id><published>2011-06-23T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T15:38:06.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fathers Day-Train style</title><content type='html'>For Father's Day this year we decided to do something a little different...well sorta.&amp;nbsp; You already know that Dennis and Owen are both extremely train-obsessed.&amp;nbsp; What better to do in that case then to go on a train ride for a fun father/son activity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5863775867/" title="IMG_7428 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7428" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5278/5863775867_7a74fabcfe.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About an hour away from us there's a short route called the Attica and Arcade railroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5863771947/" title="IMG_7418 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7418" height="500" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3152/5863771947_305ecf4ed6.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen and Dennis were in heaven.&amp;nbsp; He barely wanted anything to do with me this day, which is unusual for him.&amp;nbsp; He wanted to share the experience with the true train enthusiast I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5863786845/" title="IMG_7461 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7461" height="333" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2715/5863786845_aec1d07a1a.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We boarded the train and off we went.&amp;nbsp; The ride was about 45 minutes total, mostly through fields and some farmland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5864317378/" title="IMG_7403 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7403" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5022/5864317378_42141f2663.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an open car in the back where Owen enjoyed watching the track and the smoke billowing up into the trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5864311556/" title="IMG_7384 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7384" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5278/5864311556_66be1132ee.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On-board entertainment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5864332512/" title="IMG_7437 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7437" height="333" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2766/5864332512_350a6af272.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stop at a train station to turn back around and let everyone off the train.&amp;nbsp; They had hot dogs and drinks available too.&amp;nbsp; Seeing as it was lunchtime, we got a little snack.&amp;nbsp; Owen however, had a mini breakdown because we got off the train.&amp;nbsp; He couldn't even focus on eating because he wanted to get back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5863778275/" title="IMG_7434 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7434" height="333" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3221/5863778275_bf212e76f4.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved the engineer.&amp;nbsp; He kept waving at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5863787285/" title="IMG_7462 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7462" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5152/5863787285_cdfe07713c.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home he started getting tired and wanted to snuggle with Daddy, happily riding on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5863751901/" title="IMG_7471 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7471" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5147/5863751901_001e62a5e8.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was able to hold off the nap until the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5863761471/" title="IMG_7391 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7391" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5190/5863761471_1afece6243.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fathers Day to the best Daddy ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-4994954151827176594?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/4994954151827176594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=4994954151827176594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/4994954151827176594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/4994954151827176594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/06/fathers-day-train-style.html' title='Fathers Day-Train style'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5278/5863775867_7a74fabcfe_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-5306494300222364233</id><published>2011-06-09T21:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T21:55:37.568-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Owen in the Pool</title><content type='html'>It's finally gotten warm enough around these parts to break out the baby pool for Owen.&amp;nbsp; This was the basic progression of events:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5816412213/" title="IMG_7262 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7262" height="500" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2570/5816412213_40cfe95177.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run to pool, throw self in and start filling up watering can and dumping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5816980324/" title="IMG_7268 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7268" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5264/5816980324_bfa6b16d59.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill bucket and proceed to try to empty out the pool and create mud puddles in the saturated ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5816413531/" title="IMG_7275 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7275" height="500" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3315/5816413531_73619c8613.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give mom one cute eye contact shot after she makes every animal noise in the book to catch his attention (the winner: meow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5816982322/" title="IMG_7287 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7287" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5039/5816982322_845c9234ec.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;point at airplanes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5816982530/" title="IMG_7289 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7289" height="500" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2142/5816982530_7ac7603cc9.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;splash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5816415075/" title="IMG_7290 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7290" height="500" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3422/5816415075_88debcbb10.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get mad about splashed water getting on his face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5816414197/" title="IMG_7282 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7282" height="500" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3347/5816414197_70969a366d.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decide he NEEDS to get IN his boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5816415627/" title="IMG_7293 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7293" height="500" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2249/5816415627_5577e155bc.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random belly button check...yup still there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5816984038/" title="IMG_7298 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_7298" height="500" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3258/5816984038_620befa9bf.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get out, sit in mom's chair so she's sure to get a wet butt when she sits back down and pout for no apparent reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-5306494300222364233?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/5306494300222364233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=5306494300222364233' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5306494300222364233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5306494300222364233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/06/owen-in-pool.html' title='Owen in the Pool'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2570/5816412213_40cfe95177_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-7282663805682292199</id><published>2011-05-29T15:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T15:54:57.739-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurse Sara</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday I had the distinct pleasure to attend my sister Sara's graduation from nursing school.&amp;nbsp; It was held in Elmira, so I took the day off and Owen and I made the drive back home to go.&amp;nbsp; Dennis had to work and miss out on the festivities.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;We secretly decorated the house while Sara was rehearsing as a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5773103400/" title="IMG_6847 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6847" height="333" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3578/5773103400_f4cd432d3c.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we started driving to the ceremony, Natalie and I noticed an ominous sight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5772564151/" title="IMG_6849 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6849" height="333" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3280/5772564151_bdb43ae8e1.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add a tornado warning to the fun for the night.&amp;nbsp; We didn't actually get one where we were, but we were quite worried during the ceremony as the lights kept flickering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5772566695/" title="IMG_6867 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6867" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5182/5772566695_34d212fa14.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was when Sara spotted all of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5773105150/" title="IMG_6862 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6862" height="333" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2753/5773105150_5c2c5fa07a.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this group was the worst behaved in the whole room.&amp;nbsp; The worst was my mother, who couldn't stop giggling at various things throughout the ceremony.&amp;nbsp; That's a story for another day...but she was keeping us entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5773110562/" title="IMG_6877 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6877" height="333" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2613/5773110562_5475f94eba.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara going up to get pinned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5773113836/" title="IMG_6885 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6885" height="333" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2352/5773113836_371a7a9c23.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo hoo!&amp;nbsp; All graduated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5772577545/" title="IMG_6891 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6891" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5190/5772577545_51d29401cd.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5772578125/" title="IMG_6892 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6892" height="333" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3638/5772578125_34c615354b.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5772578809/" title="IMG_6893 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6893" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5184/5772578809_ab0d94a61c.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5772579821/" title="IMG_6895 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6895" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5067/5772579821_6ebdb7179f.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all got our photo ops with the new grad then headed out in the massive storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5772580355/" title="IMG_6896 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6896" height="333" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3337/5772580355_a6d41febee.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back to Mom and Dad's and cracked open the champagne to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5773122456/" title="IMG_6899 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6899" height="333" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2180/5773122456_2e437f1b86.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we had a cookie cake as well...Sara's favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all very proud of Sara graduating from college.&amp;nbsp; She worked very hard and will now be able to start an exciting new career that I'm sure she will succeed at.&amp;nbsp; Great job Sara!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-7282663805682292199?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/7282663805682292199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=7282663805682292199' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/7282663805682292199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/7282663805682292199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/05/nurse-sara.html' title='Nurse Sara'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3578/5773103400_f4cd432d3c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-8017999730801916852</id><published>2011-05-17T15:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T15:44:34.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>goo goos and choo choos</title><content type='html'>On Saturday we got in the car and took a little trip to Rochester.&amp;nbsp; There were two objectives for the trip: see new baby and see trains.&amp;nbsp; We got our Tim Hortons coffee (and some Timbits for Owen) and off we went.&lt;br /&gt;We first stopped at Strong Memorial hospital to see Jenn, Sam, and the new baby Elise.&amp;nbsp; She's a 10 lb beautiful baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5731210302/" title="IMG_6612 copy by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6612 copy" height="500" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2652/5731210302_9c34abbf5d.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis and I took our turns holding her and smelling her yummy newborn head.&amp;nbsp; Doesn't she have great hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5731207584/" title="IMG_6604 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6604" height="333" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2722/5731207584_5784a97b25.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen was curious at first.&amp;nbsp; He just stared at her and whispered baybeeee.&amp;nbsp; Then when Mommy held her it was a different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5731205236/" title="IMG_6615 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6615" height="333" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2536/5731205236_52b269d382.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah one hand on the baby, one on Owen.&amp;nbsp; He then lost it and hit her. Oy!&amp;nbsp; Sorry Jenn and Sam!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Uncle Sam kept Owen entertained for a little bit.&amp;nbsp; We chatted for awhile and then said our goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5730658509/" title="IMG_6616 copy by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6616 copy" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5261/5730658509_2554af1796.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't they both look great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove a little ways to Medina to see the big Thomas the train.&amp;nbsp; We had been planning this for awhile, but didn't anticipate the turnout they would have.&amp;nbsp; We got to the train station only to find that they tickets to ride were sold out for the entire day and apparently had been for weeks.&amp;nbsp; Oops!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5731250588/" title="IMG_6621 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6621" height="500" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3342/5731250588_7e67385414.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully he was happy enough just to see Thomas I think.&amp;nbsp; Next year we'll have to get the tickets much earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5730702069/" title="IMG_6634 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6634" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5105/5730702069_62332d76ed.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Thomas departed we went into the train museum where they had a huge model train layout that was pretty cool.&amp;nbsp; Owen and Dennis were in heaven.&amp;nbsp; Everytime a train went by, Owen would yell "chooooo choooooo!" so loud that everyone around us would crack up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5730697447/" title="IMG_6648 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6648" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5269/5730697447_f7bf7baa89.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was lots for little kids to do there.&amp;nbsp; He played with a rice table, train tables, and then we got him his first tatoo.&amp;nbsp; He loved his little Thomas tatoo all day until it was bedtime.&amp;nbsp; I got him in his PJ's and he started freaking out that the tatoo was stuck on his arm.&amp;nbsp; He was pulling his skin and crying.&amp;nbsp; I had to find the rubbing alcohol and promptly scrub that baby off.&amp;nbsp; Oops again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-8017999730801916852?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/8017999730801916852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=8017999730801916852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8017999730801916852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8017999730801916852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/05/goo-goos-and-choo-choos.html' title='goo goos and choo choos'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2652/5731210302_9c34abbf5d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-8781034202675617658</id><published>2011-04-29T13:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T13:06:04.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter with the fam</title><content type='html'>We made the trip home to Horseheads for the Easter holiday.&amp;nbsp; We actually hadn't been there last since Christmas, so it was especially nice to be "home."&amp;nbsp; Owen was able to participate in the festivities a little more this year since he's a little older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5654007067/" title="IMG_6070 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6070" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5024/5654007067_0f755b9884.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you Owen is into baking right now.&amp;nbsp; Well his grandma asked Owen to help with the Easter bunny cake...I don't know if she realized what she was getting into.&amp;nbsp; Here is where he pushed a chair over and climbed up to the counter to steal frosting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5654584092/" title="IMG_6076 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6076" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5182/5654584092_728dc94304.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave him little scrap pieces of cake to much on while she worked, but Owen decided that wasn't enough cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5654583146/" title="IMG_6074 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6074" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5067/5654583146_8627f36d7c.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he took the entire ear of the bunny an sank his teeth into it.&amp;nbsp; I had to put the camera down quickly here and help out or we would've had a weird looking bunny cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5654016213/" title="IMG_6089 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6089" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5189/5654016213_1692d60a13.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we dyed some Easter eggs.&amp;nbsp; He drew some scribbles on the eggs and Mommy helped him write his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5654590090/" title="IMG_6088 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6088" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5223/5654590090_df09b106ca.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did pretty well with them.&amp;nbsp; He seemed to like the colors and putting stickers on them of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5654026445/" title="IMG_6111 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6111" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5068/5654026445_1a7ceacb6a.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eggs Owen got some good play time with his cousins Grace and Alex.&amp;nbsp; The best part was the dogpile on Daddy...yeah he's under there somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5654035493/" title="IMG_6144 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6144" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5184/5654035493_6aff00eba2.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to my parents' house for awhile and played with the other cousins.&amp;nbsp; We did hide and seek, slides, and beanbag toss with them.&amp;nbsp; We also had some good pizza for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5654054169/" title="IMG_6149 copy by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6149 copy" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5063/5654054169_3750a44ea0.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just posting this because it was a cute one of Kendall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5654620304/" title="IMG_6167 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6167" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5101/5654620304_39a2346cac.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter morning came and we all got dressed up and went to church and to Dennis's Grandma's house for brunch.&amp;nbsp; I forgot my camera oops. &lt;br /&gt;We went back to the Hall's for an Easter egg hunt and baskets.&amp;nbsp; Owen had been practicing all week at home in Buffalo for the hunt, so he was prepared.&amp;nbsp; Here he points to an egg and Grandma and Alex retrieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5654623232/" title="IMG_6175 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6175" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5304/5654623232_9e6f2b3fda.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Easter bunny treated the kids pretty well.&amp;nbsp; Owen got lots of fun things, as did the adults.&amp;nbsp; There was treats, bubbles, cars, and clothes in the baskets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5654626702/" title="IMG_6184 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6184" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5308/5654626702_c726c67fed.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After baskets the kids were on a little sugar high, which of course is supposed to happen at Easter.&amp;nbsp; Alex started doing "cheers" with Owen with sippy cups and he was cracking up so much his face was bright red.&amp;nbsp; Now he keeps doing "cheers" to everyone all the time.&amp;nbsp; Too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5654605620/" title="IMG_6193 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6193" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5067/5654605620_c5ccfba932.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Sam take a family photo for us before we left since we all looked decently cleaned up for once.&amp;nbsp; Thanks Sam!&lt;br /&gt;We then headed back to the Edwards house for more treats and playing.&amp;nbsp; We had a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-8781034202675617658?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/8781034202675617658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=8781034202675617658' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8781034202675617658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8781034202675617658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-with-fam.html' title='Easter with the fam'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5024/5654007067_0f755b9884_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-3196507454613356502</id><published>2011-04-21T14:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T14:10:03.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Treats</title><content type='html'>We will soon be heading to Horseheads for Easter.&amp;nbsp; Since everyone always cooks for us for the holidays, I like to make sure we at least bring a little treat.&amp;nbsp; This year I decided to try the Rice Krispies Easter egg recipe that I got off the internet.&amp;nbsp; It's very easy and (semi) kid-friendly, so I employed my sous-chef Owen to assist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5641225398/" title="IMG_6024 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6024" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5309/5641225398_205877e600.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we mixed together our ingredients.&amp;nbsp; It's the normal Rice Krispie treat recipe-butter, marshmallows, and cereal.&amp;nbsp; I did the work on the stove while Owen was happy to stir around some dry cereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5640655467/" title="IMG_6025 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6025" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5304/5640655467_d7621782a8.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was really into it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5641226112/" title="IMG_6031 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6031" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5186/5641226112_d476dae2b3.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we pressed the warm mixture into plastic eggs.&amp;nbsp; He kept yelling "EGG" here.&amp;nbsp; Then Owen decided that it was time to cause trouble.&amp;nbsp; He started climbing on the table, jumping on the dog, spilling the dog's water everywhere...ugh.&amp;nbsp; We take to take a short break for time-outs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5640656523/" title="IMG_6034 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6034" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5146/5640656523_3b100e20ba.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and clean up.&amp;nbsp; By the time we got back to the eggs, they were not so warm anymore which was a bit of a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5640656889/" title="IMG_6039 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6039" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5221/5640656889_6a4b23e676.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the molded eggs were cooled we dipped them into melted white chocolate and sprinkles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5640656949/" title="IMG_6040 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6040" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5141/5640656949_de4ce26156.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made some random messes out of melty goo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5641229612/" title="IMG_6053 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6053" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5101/5641229612_609cb83383.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you had to know this was going to happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5641227566/" title="IMG_6043 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6043" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5186/5641227566_2668819109.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta da!&amp;nbsp; Cute huh?&amp;nbsp; And because I'm a photo nerd I took a few more pictures before these all get gobbled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5641230010/" title="IMG_6056 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6056" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5144/5641230010_0aa0d9abc3.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5640654315/" title="IMG_6062 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6062" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5148/5640654315_348478f15c.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-3196507454613356502?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/3196507454613356502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=3196507454613356502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3196507454613356502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3196507454613356502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-treats.html' title='Easter Treats'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5309/5641225398_205877e600_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-5318649326072676480</id><published>2011-04-17T14:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T14:52:57.057-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy and Me</title><content type='html'>Dennis is away this weekend for a bachelor party in Boston, so it's just been me and Owen.&amp;nbsp; I did have the girls over for a chick flick night on Friday, but have been flying solo since.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, I was a little premature with the spring post last week because winter is rearing its ugly head again this weekend.&amp;nbsp; 50 mph winds and snow means no outdoor play for us.&amp;nbsp; It also means a very cranky boy and a very cranky mommy.&lt;br /&gt;We came up with some fun things to do though.&amp;nbsp; Saturday morning we ran some errands and played and read at Barnes and Noble for awhile.&amp;nbsp; We split a burrito bowl at Chipotle.&amp;nbsp; After that we came home and played with toys after a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5627896249/" title="IMG_5954 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5954" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5230/5627896249_d50232bccc.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's had this toy since Christmas but hasn't played with it in awhile.&amp;nbsp; Do you see his face?&amp;nbsp; He was beside himself. &amp;nbsp; We dug to the bottom of the toybox because those toys are "new" all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5628489726/" title="IMG_5972 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5972" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5023/5628489726_bafc7e9ddb.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is really into cooking and baking with me lately, so we made some "dough" with flour and water.&amp;nbsp; He liked to mix it, but after it was made he was done with it.&amp;nbsp; Yeah that killed maybe 20 minutes.&amp;nbsp; It probably took longer to clean it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5627902681/" title="IMG_5967 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5967" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5069/5627902681_e95a4694dd.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of baking, here is finishing off the chocolate chip cookies I made.&amp;nbsp; Gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5628491528/" title="IMG_5975 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5975" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5147/5628491528_c558483d0d.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he wanted to put on all his jewelry and play with his talking animal toys.&amp;nbsp; He makes these jewels with Sally our babysitter.&amp;nbsp; He has to wear them all the time!&lt;br /&gt;Then it was bedtime.&amp;nbsp; All of a sudden Owen is terrified of the bath.&amp;nbsp; It's been a struggle for 2 weeks now.&amp;nbsp; He was really stinky so I had to once again get in with him and try to get him clean and soothe him at the same time.&amp;nbsp; I hope this phase ends soon.&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a little better.&amp;nbsp; We took an extra long trip to Wegmans, which he loves.&amp;nbsp; Daddy will be home soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-5318649326072676480?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/5318649326072676480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=5318649326072676480' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5318649326072676480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5318649326072676480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/04/mommy-and-me.html' title='Mommy and Me'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5230/5627896249_d50232bccc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-6078905135947239126</id><published>2011-04-12T13:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T13:20:06.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grilling time</title><content type='html'>Well last weekend was pretty much perfect.&amp;nbsp; With the longest winter I think I've ever witnessed in my life finally breaking, and 70 degree temperatures to boot, how could it not be perfect?&amp;nbsp; Better yet, Dennis and I didn't have to work either.&amp;nbsp; We decided to chance it and get out the grill and patio furniture.&amp;nbsp; This probably means it will snow again next week...&lt;br /&gt;It was even warm enough to eat outside.&amp;nbsp; I ran to the store and got some supplies for a proper steak dinner on the grill.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5613272029/" title="IMG_5936 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5936" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5064/5613272029_7ea1c2f14a.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen wasn't so sure at first.&amp;nbsp; I don't think he remembered eating on the deck last year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5613270881/" title="IMG_5930 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5930" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5190/5613270881_b3d16a5165.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had steak, sauteed mushrooms, and roasted red potatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5613850458/" title="IMG_5932 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5932" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5309/5613850458_374f5e1581.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with some adult beverages for the over 21 crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5613850172/" title="IMG_5931 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5931" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5149/5613850172_a6928c0e8d.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmm (Dennis hums when he likes his food...it's kinda cute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5613272281/" title="IMG_5938 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5938" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5222/5613272281_5d4efb402f.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was worried that Owen wouldn't like the steak.&amp;nbsp; He's not a big fan of straight-up meat.&amp;nbsp; So I cut it into little pieces and put it into his quesadilla.&amp;nbsp; I can pretty much hide any food I want him to eat into a cheesy tortilla and he'll eat it.&amp;nbsp; Much to my surprise, he started pulling the pieces of steak out and eating them.&amp;nbsp; Of course he's got to have expensive taste *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5613850854/" title="IMG_5935 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5935" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5225/5613850854_4aa3494bda.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one just kept begging for steak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5613849236/" title="IMG_5946 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5946" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5104/5613849236_195079c7ae.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I say no to that face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5613850532/" title="IMG_5933 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5933" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5022/5613850532_2a00f2f7fd.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only downside to eating outside was the little man was majorly distracted.&amp;nbsp; He pointed out every bird, bug, airplane, leaf, and sound that was around outside.&amp;nbsp; The meal took forever...but couldn't have been better.&amp;nbsp; Yay for spring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-6078905135947239126?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/6078905135947239126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=6078905135947239126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/6078905135947239126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/6078905135947239126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/04/grilling-time.html' title='Grilling time'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5064/5613272029_7ea1c2f14a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-3421812074860013564</id><published>2011-04-05T13:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T13:59:06.051-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Owen's first finger paints</title><content type='html'>I decided today was the day to try finger paints with Owen.&amp;nbsp; He's been getting more into art projects, and I think we're safely out of the putting everything in your mouth phase.&amp;nbsp; We went out to Target to get the paints, undressed (well just him!), and got ready for a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5592300843/" title="IMG_5812 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5812" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5230/5592300843_8926ba8af0.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first he was cautious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5592300979/" title="IMG_5814 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5814" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5263/5592300979_71efe51ba0.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he was worried about the mess ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5592894130/" title="IMG_5831 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5831" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5102/5592894130_a26e21fd9a.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, he got used to the idea and went to town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5592301839/" title="IMG_5827 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5827" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5148/5592301839_8e7166d47d.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been working on writing his name lately and wanted to paint it too.&amp;nbsp; Here's the "O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5592894662/" title="IMG_5836 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5836" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5023/5592894662_dd1b83a763.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "W"...I couldn't recognize any other letters myself.&amp;nbsp; It's also funny that he can only say "o" and "e" so he kept going o e o e o e the whole time he painted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5592300043/" title="IMG_5851 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5851" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5229/5592300043_b0d8f4a496.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After completing 2 paintings he realized his hands were "yuck" and was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5592302551/" title="IMG_5833 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5833" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5230/5592302551_25540903d4.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one finished work of art.&amp;nbsp; Very fun!&amp;nbsp; He only really got paint on his hands and arms.&amp;nbsp; I was amazed!&amp;nbsp; I was ready to whisk him the tub when he was done, but we were able to just wash his hands in the sink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-3421812074860013564?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/3421812074860013564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=3421812074860013564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3421812074860013564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3421812074860013564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/04/owens-first-finger-paints.html' title='Owen&apos;s first finger paints'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5230/5592300843_8926ba8af0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-7380657996344298463</id><published>2011-03-31T13:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:24:05.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Glasses</title><content type='html'>Owen has been obsessing over these Mr. Potato Head glasses lately.&amp;nbsp; Apparently he thinks everyone should wear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5576901769/" title="IMG_5719 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5719" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5012/5576901769_121a0b607f.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here he puts them on Mr. Potato Head...where they actually belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5576902051/" title="IMG_5720 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5720" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5137/5576902051_d211be0ffb.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chin glasses?&amp;nbsp; and the underbite is too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5576909789/" title="IMG_5736 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5736" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5025/5576909789_99a27deb88.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe a little too small bud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5577490706/" title="IMG_5738 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5738" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5267/5577490706_c01ae40835.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah yes another victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5576904979/" title="IMG_5739 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5739" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5302/5576904979_d49f02489c.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;C'mon Molly, wear the glasses!&amp;nbsp; Hold still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I had to wear them too of course.&amp;nbsp; I think I'll stick to my own though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-7380657996344298463?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/7380657996344298463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=7380657996344298463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/7380657996344298463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/7380657996344298463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/03/glasses.html' title='Glasses'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5012/5576901769_121a0b607f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-2531225144725963793</id><published>2011-03-21T16:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T16:05:46.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabin fever strikes again</title><content type='html'>Owen and I like to improvise when it's a yucky day outside.&amp;nbsp; This winter we've had quite a few yuck days.&amp;nbsp; How things have changed.&amp;nbsp; Last year, he was quite content staying inside and chewing on a ring for hours.&amp;nbsp; This year I get&amp;nbsp; dramatic whines if I don't come up with fun and novel activities for the little guy.&lt;br /&gt;Here's some of my ideas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5547300899/" title="IMG_5594 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5594" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5134/5547300899_3aae17316c.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping mom write the grocery list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5547878068/" title="IMG_5546 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5546" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5135/5547878068_64b9d7aaed.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating foods in different ways.&amp;nbsp; This is the first time he ate an apple without me cutting it up.&amp;nbsp; Funny part of this is he only has those two little teeth on the bottom.&amp;nbsp; He carried it around and gnawed on it for hours, and when he was done it looked like a rat had been chewing the apple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5547873998/" title="IMG_5535 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5535" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5052/5547873998_9db31ee982.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pots and pans drum set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5547876386/" title="IMG_5539 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5539" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5053/5547876386_43df84d7b5.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complete with cymbals of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5547288999/" title="IMG_5527 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5527" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5018/5547288999_b66d7cbfca.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emptying the junk drawer...ok he came up with this one on his own.&amp;nbsp; And yes, we do have multi-colored ping pong balls in our junk drawer.&amp;nbsp; Why, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5474052985/" title="IMG_5276 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5276" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5255/5474052985_1b2f640262.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves to sweep the floor.&amp;nbsp; This kept him busy for a long time.&amp;nbsp; I've been wishing for a maid for a long time, but it looks like this is as close as I'm gonna get.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5500837605/" title="IMG_5408 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5408" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5300/5500837605_a5585b6b77.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throwing laundry down the chute.&amp;nbsp; Helpful for me as well...until he starts throwing down everything in his room.&lt;br /&gt;I also have him "help" me bake things.&amp;nbsp; I don't have pictures of this because it requires close supervision...mostly for him falling off his helper chair or breaking the eggs.&amp;nbsp; It is one of his favorite things right now though.&amp;nbsp; You will also notice that none of these activities involves any of the 105,684 toys that he has in this house.&amp;nbsp; Obviously a pen and a broom are much more interesting.&amp;nbsp; Go figure!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I do put clothes on him at some point...I just noticed that all these pics are in his PJ's ha ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-2531225144725963793?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/2531225144725963793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=2531225144725963793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/2531225144725963793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/2531225144725963793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/03/cabin-fever-strikes-again.html' title='Cabin fever strikes again'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5134/5547300899_3aae17316c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-113225801995021157</id><published>2011-03-05T22:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T22:42:31.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's got personality</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel like we just post pictures of Owen, but those of you who read this blog from a distance may not really KNOW Owen.&amp;nbsp; Let me describe this little boy for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen is overall a good-natured little boy.&amp;nbsp; He has always been very active, but he has moments where he is very calm and serene.&amp;nbsp; He can go from running in circles for 15 minutes straight to reading books quietly for the next 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Some of his favorite things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5442405433/" title="IMG_4094 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4094" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5095/5442405433_3d96d9f4d9.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas, and all things train.&amp;nbsp; He loves "choo-choo's" right now.&amp;nbsp; His favorite TV show is called Chuggington.&amp;nbsp; I think it's also one of Dennis's favorites.&amp;nbsp; Problem is, there's only about 6 episodes in circulation right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5442380853/" title="IMG_3897 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_3897" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5215/5442380853_bd1588a73d.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being un-clothed.&amp;nbsp; He really would prefer to wear just a diaper most of the time. Too bad this phase is in the middle of winter.&amp;nbsp; He also turns frantic when the clothes come off and he has to run like a maniac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5441957713/" title="IMG_3278 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_3278" height="333" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4075/5441957713_d4fc3d7288.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This child loves to eat.&amp;nbsp; He used to eat anything and everything I put in front of him.&amp;nbsp; As he's approaching 2, he is starting to get more picky about what he eats.&amp;nbsp; I caught him peeling the spinach off his homemade pizza tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5428709683/" title="IMG_2627 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_2627" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5091/5428709683_7a515c3bc0.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are missing the swings.&amp;nbsp; He really just loves the park in general.&amp;nbsp; His favorites are the swings and the slides.&amp;nbsp; Just before the weather got bad, he finally figured out how to go down the slide by himself.&amp;nbsp; He freaks when he sees them. Come on spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5474750264/" title="IMG_5323 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5323" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5295/5474750264_0c2ccceb33.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen loves his bath.&amp;nbsp; For some reason, he only loves it when Mommy gives him a bath though.&amp;nbsp; He doesn't want to be in there for Dad or the babysitters.&amp;nbsp; He likes to wash his feet with the soap and put his letters on the wall.&amp;nbsp; He also loves his Thomas squirt toy and makes it "choo choo" along the edge of the tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5474633572/" title="IMG_5163 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5163" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5138/5474633572_e8b94b2b41.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course Daddy is his favorite guy.&amp;nbsp; He loves to have boy time on the  floor with Dad and throw the ball, harass the dog, and his favorite time  of day is right before bed when he gets his horsey ride.&amp;nbsp; He pushes Dad  on the floor and says "go, go, neigh, neigh" and rides Dennis around  the room.&amp;nbsp; It's pretty cute.&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5501432048/" title="IMG_5383 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5383" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5214/5501432048_b6c60469f0.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is puppy.&amp;nbsp; Owen has been sleeping with this guy since the animal-free SIDS prevention time frame ended.&amp;nbsp; If you pull puppy's tail he twinkles a lullabye.&amp;nbsp; It's a dead giveaway when we think Owen's been asleep for awhile and suddenly we hear the little music box in the baby monitor.&amp;nbsp; I must remember to get a backup puppy just in case... &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5474030821/" title="IMG_4931 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4931" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5138/5474030821_cf97f6dc44.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen loves music and parades.&amp;nbsp; We go to a music class every Tuesday and he loves to sing and dance and play with the instruments.&amp;nbsp; At home, he likes to have parades.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes we play music, sometimes we pull the toy dogs and turtles, sometimes we just march in circles, but a parade happens daily in the Hall household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5450662083/" title="IMG_3475 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_3475" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5220/5450662083_0c3143b43f.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well of course I have to say Owen loves his Mommy too.&amp;nbsp; After all, I did give birth to him!&amp;nbsp; I'm sure he is so very grateful that I feed him and change his diapers and clean up his messes right?&amp;nbsp; Well maybe not, but he does love to read with Mommy, and sing songs, and go on walks on nice days, and go to the store with Mom.&amp;nbsp; He even gets a donut hole if he's a good boy.&amp;nbsp; He loves to cuddle up under a blanket and rock before he goes to sleep with his Mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is Owen doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says some words, but mostly likes to grunt and point at things he wants.&amp;nbsp; He says "this" all the time, which means "this is what you should give me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some words he does say are: Hi, bye(s), mama, daddy, "thereitis" all together as one word, cookcook (cookie), eat, oh gosh, yay, ulcome (you're welcome, and thank you?), uh oh, eyes, ears, and there's more but that's all I can think of right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can walk, run, climb, go up and down the stairs standing up like a big boy with a handrail for help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs some words: more, book, all done, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eats pretty well with silverware without making much of a mess anymore.&amp;nbsp; He does prefer to just pick up his bowl and slurp out whatever he's eating if it's something really good &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5474040131/" title="IMG_5207 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5207" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5097/5474040131_f5dfdf074b.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Throws tantrums.&amp;nbsp; He will lie face down on the ground and cry.&amp;nbsp; If I ignore it and go to another room, he will follow me and throw himself down again.&amp;nbsp; This continues room to room.&amp;nbsp; The other day I had to shut myself in the bathroom until he calmed down because it's the only room he can't get into.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now you know a little more about Owen.&amp;nbsp; And yes, I'm a Mom so of course I love to talk about my kid.&amp;nbsp; It's fun to see how much he has changed in the past 20 months.&amp;nbsp; I'll have to re-do this in another year because I'm sure he will change even more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-113225801995021157?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/113225801995021157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=113225801995021157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/113225801995021157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/113225801995021157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/03/hes-got-personality.html' title='He&apos;s got personality'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5095/5442405433_3d96d9f4d9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-9002387239230711370</id><published>2011-02-26T14:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T15:19:19.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brewing Beer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;As most of you know, I have started a new hobby...Home Brewing. I started doing this about a year ago. The first three batches I have brewed (Irish Stout (2) and Vienna Lager (1)) were boxed kits from &lt;a href="http://www.brewersbestkits.com/"&gt;Brewer's Best&lt;/a&gt;. Each one seemed to turn out better than the last. After getting  &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thegrape.net/browse.cfm/extreme-brewing/4,11761.html"&gt;Extreme Brewing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, by Sam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Calagione&lt;/span&gt; (founder and owner of Dogfish Head Craft Brewery), I decided it was time to expand my horizons and brew a beer that wasn't from a kit. After some debating, I decided on the Sour Cherry Ale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So here we go:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;First, let's make sure we have the ingredients....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-StP026Nde1E/TWlYQnHwHDI/AAAAAAAAAzU/vaoFKpH00so/s320/IMG_5222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578086655877717042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Malt, hops, yeast......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eYG7ZQ9sqw4/TWlYQ-C1qsI/AAAAAAAAAzc/x0nmMHL1U_E/s320/IMG_5258.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578086662031125186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;7lbs. of frozen cherries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;(can also use 10lbs. of sour red cherries or 2lbs. of dried cherries)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&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="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c6X2p4THNSY/TWleNdmIRKI/AAAAAAAAA0s/zuiUXFzn7YU/s320/IMG_5232.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578093198850933922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owen is very interested in what is going on.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tFq3zD1zt8I/TWlYRCD8ldI/AAAAAAAAAzk/kP-Zq1Leldg/s320/IMG_5231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578086663109514706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Add 2.5 gallons of water to the brewing pot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&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/-KZCp0unR1nw/TWlYRv8IW2I/AAAAAAAAAz0/opBfSkBZekU/s320/IMG_5247.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578086675424762722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&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="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;The crushed grains are put in the grain bag in order to steep.&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="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ik_V1yuTmeA/TWlYpKhmDOI/AAAAAAAAAz8/_7uPczdb4lY/s320/IMG_5255.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578087077698211042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6.6lbs. of malt extract is added and then at different time intervals of 65 minute boil, the various hops are added. &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;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="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -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: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bMlFe88wiws/TWlYRZ0OjGI/AAAAAAAAAzs/Bu0_Q5t5W3M/s320/IMG_5233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578086669486034018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&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="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -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;Owen wants to bottle the beer now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;....but not for a few more weeks. &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="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -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: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HhCOuBpnFcM/TWlYpnpV3FI/AAAAAAAAA0M/za-RB2ckMgk/s320/IMG_5263.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578087085515332690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&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="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -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;The 7lbs. of cherries are added after the boil is complete.&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="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c6X2p4THNSY/TWleNdmIRKI/AAAAAAAAA0s/zuiUXFzn7YU/s1600/IMG_5232.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Okr0_hdhwCI/TWleNHvlOHI/AAAAAAAAA0k/qlHra6rbou8/s1600/IMG_5215.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Okr0_hdhwCI/TWleNHvlOHI/AAAAAAAAA0k/qlHra6rbou8/s1600/IMG_5215.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -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/-Okr0_hdhwCI/TWleNHvlOHI/AAAAAAAAA0k/qlHra6rbou8/s320/IMG_5215.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578093192985000050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " /&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="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -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;Owen running away with the lid.&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="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BK5gZ9weyk8/TWlYp7AxALI/AAAAAAAAA0U/kYNe27BoFCc/s1600/IMG_5268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BK5gZ9weyk8/TWlYp7AxALI/AAAAAAAAA0U/kYNe27BoFCc/s320/IMG_5268.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578087090713854130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&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"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;After the yeast is added to the wort, the Sour Cherry Ale begins its primary fermentation. &lt;/span&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yIcSAm5Ku1A/TWlYqd88pQI/AAAAAAAAA0c/rX86y5KxNSA/s1600/IMG_5267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yIcSAm5Ku1A/TWlYqd88pQI/AAAAAAAAA0c/rX86y5KxNSA/s320/IMG_5267.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578087100093080834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once the airlock is bubble free (about 3 weeks from brew date), and the specific gravity is steady, the beer will be ready for bottling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay tuned for how it turns out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next up for brewing.....home made Guinness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BK5gZ9weyk8/TWlYp7AxALI/AAAAAAAAA0U/kYNe27BoFCc/s1600/IMG_5268.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KZCp0unR1nw/TWlYRv8IW2I/AAAAAAAAAz0/opBfSkBZekU/s1600/IMG_5247.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bMlFe88wiws/TWlYRZ0OjGI/AAAAAAAAAzs/Bu0_Q5t5W3M/s1600/IMG_5233.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-9002387239230711370?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/9002387239230711370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=9002387239230711370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/9002387239230711370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/9002387239230711370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/02/brewing-beer.html' title='Brewing Beer'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-StP026Nde1E/TWlYQnHwHDI/AAAAAAAAAzU/vaoFKpH00so/s72-c/IMG_5222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-4624646152659595354</id><published>2011-02-16T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T14:21:33.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nawlins</title><content type='html'>I have returned from New Orleans.&amp;nbsp; We are currently in the midst of a wretched stomach bug that has struck all members of the family, me being the last victim.&amp;nbsp; I had to call off of work today (which I hate doing!) so anyway, I actually have some time to do a blog post...after trips to the bathroom and scrubbing the carpets from Owen's puke-fest.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, how do they manage to throw up in the most inconvenient places?&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, enough grossness, let's get on to my trip and I'll try not to dry heave through the food pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole reason I was going was because my work generously offered to send myself and the two other girls who passed our orthopedic specialist exam.&amp;nbsp; They had an award ceremony for all the new board-certified specialist.&amp;nbsp; For those who don't know, I am an orthopedic specialist, but the ceremony covered all specialties-geriatric, pediatric, women's health etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5439501764/" title="IMG_5069 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5069" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5097/5439501764_4b1d7e93e4.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5439511388/" title="IMG_5064 copy by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5064 copy" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5014/5439511388_1deaff5d23.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Mom, my friend got my picture so you can see me get my award ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ceremony, it was obviously time to eat.&amp;nbsp; I neglected to bring my camera for this event, but we got a recommendation to try this place called Mulate's.&amp;nbsp; The food was so good.&amp;nbsp; I had blackened mahi mahi with jambalaya and a beer of course.&amp;nbsp; They had live music and dancing as well, although after traveling and conferencing all day, I didn't have my dancing shoes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was mostly filled with attending classes at the conference, which were very good.&amp;nbsp; We had some shrimp po boys for lunch, and continued on with exploring the city later that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5438906115/" title="IMG_5119 copy by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5119 copy" height="333" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4112/5438906115_763ea769d8.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We around on these trolleys.&amp;nbsp; It was very convienent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5439511582/" title="IMG_5087 copy by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5087 copy" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5295/5439511582_82767bde54.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped for one of these and had some steaks for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day we ended up just exploring the French quarter before we had to get back to the airport.&amp;nbsp; By the way, it was about 37 degrees while we were there.&amp;nbsp; So much for Southern weather!&lt;br /&gt;Here's a bunch of pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5439511498/" title="IMG_5073 copy by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5073 copy" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5017/5439511498_bbf37d5404.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5438897761/" title="IMG_5091 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5091" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5252/5438897761_0315aea16e.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5438902571/" title="IMG_5114 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5114" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5218/5438902571_5929407f03.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was behind a bar on Bourbon St.&amp;nbsp; It was so random to have this beautiful courtyard behind a bunch of bars and strip clubs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5439511890/" title="IMG_5096 copy by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5096 copy" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5300/5439511890_90ae67e2ae.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The balconies were already decorated for Mardi Gras.&amp;nbsp; I wonder if they're like that all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5439512282/" title="IMG_5101 copy by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5101 copy" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5137/5439512282_e86b3dc546.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had to stop for beignets at Cafe Du Monde.&amp;nbsp; So good, but I couldn't finish them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city was interesting to see.&amp;nbsp; We heard some Katrina stories from the locals and it seems like many are still really recovering from it.&amp;nbsp; But in the words of our wise busboy..."it's only stuff, I'll just get more."&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and the boys were fine without me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-4624646152659595354?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/4624646152659595354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=4624646152659595354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/4624646152659595354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/4624646152659595354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/02/nawlins.html' title='Nawlins'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5097/5439501764_4b1d7e93e4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-7309765041022369229</id><published>2011-02-01T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T21:08:10.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Museum of Play</title><content type='html'>On Saturday we ventured to the Strong Museum of play in Rochester, NY.&amp;nbsp; We all have had some major cabin fever and decided a day trip may be a good idea for us all.&amp;nbsp; We arrived around lunchtime, and of course the second we walked in Owen was chanting "eat eat eat eat..." We gobbled down some grub before we even paid admission for this place!&amp;nbsp; I swear if this is how this boy is going to keep eating, I am gonna need to pick up a second job!&lt;br /&gt;I digress.&amp;nbsp; Here's some pics of the fun day we had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5399782690/" title="IMG_4785 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4785" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5012/5399782690_8905e7ccf7.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes! an aquarium.&amp;nbsp; Getting him away from this definitely resulted in a tantrum.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5399183677/" title="IMG_4722 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4722" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5180/5399183677_b9ec39df4d.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raced some cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5399786666/" title="IMG_4724 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4724" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5012/5399786666_6890c9e3de.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played the giant xylophones with Daddy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5399788614/" title="IMG_4730 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4730" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5213/5399788614_c2e2f86ac6.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a huge Sesame Street display, which he loved.&amp;nbsp; He and a friend had the same idea with his BFF Elmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5399186753/" title="IMG_4732 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4732" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5260/5399186753_34e38904e2.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my favorite part...the mini Wegmans.&amp;nbsp; It was set up just like the grocery store, and the kids got to pick 5 items from the store to purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5399187577/" title="IMG_4735 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4735" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5131/5399187577_c27985c929.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kid didn't waste any time filling his cart with bananas of course.&amp;nbsp; He took all of them from the produce section!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5399188269/" title="IMG_4737 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4737" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5093/5399188269_0e154ab3c7.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to check out after he finally decided on his items (with some help from Mom and Dad.)&lt;br /&gt;He spent a good amount of time baking some cupcakes and bread in the little bakery too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5399791512/" title="IMG_4739 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4739" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5016/5399791512_8d40e0c906.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His final selections were blueberries, bananas, waffles, milk, and egg beaters.&amp;nbsp; I guess he wanted to make us breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5399190359/" title="IMG_4746 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4746" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5255/5399190359_03f8500858.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the boys had to ride the train!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5399793182/" title="IMG_4749 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4749" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5097/5399793182_b85a012893.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a cute little train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5399191243/" title="IMG_4751 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4751" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5260/5399191243_e37d812e10.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He found a slide too!&amp;nbsp; This poor boy is missing his playground time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5399194307/" title="IMG_4760 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4760" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5255/5399194307_2e637e5bf1.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tried to hula hoop with these older girls, but instead just walked around with it around his waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5399798670/" title="IMG_4767 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4767" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5016/5399798670_6b8b71ce51.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he busted some mean moves on the light up floor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Museum of Play was a great place to visit, especially on a cold winter day.&amp;nbsp; We plan on returning again soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-7309765041022369229?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/7309765041022369229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=7309765041022369229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/7309765041022369229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/7309765041022369229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/02/museum-of-play.html' title='Museum of Play'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5012/5399782690_8905e7ccf7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-1348288032801188924</id><published>2011-01-15T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T14:44:13.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow day!</title><content type='html'>Well it's a normal January in Buffalo and as usual we're getting cabin fever here.&amp;nbsp; This is what is looks like today about 30 minutes ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5357367601/" title="IMG_4648 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4648" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5241/5357367601_d860c1bb9b.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen has really been missing his outdoor play.&amp;nbsp; He got new snowpants and boots for Christmas, so I figured lets go out and play in the snow.&amp;nbsp; If you remember, he wasn't so thrilled about the snow last year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TTH3E0IfcqI/AAAAAAAABa4/X3RLcXtyBxo/s1600/IMG_0653.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TTH3E0IfcqI/AAAAAAAABa4/X3RLcXtyBxo/s320/IMG_0653.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was a different story...kind of.&amp;nbsp; As long as he can somewhat walk in it, he's good.&amp;nbsp; He took a few faceplants and couldn't get up and then he's not so happy.&amp;nbsp; We took Molly out with us, who is a snow bunny herself, and the two of them had a grand old time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5357984548/" title="IMG_4627 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4627" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5287/5357984548_43ed69f363.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm mittens smell nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5357984302/" title="IMG_4625 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4625" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5290/5357984302_c56b4da468.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready Owen? This is how you run around the yard like a freak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5357985734/" title="IMG_4640 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4640" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5285/5357985734_f4b18e38aa.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5357985676/" title="IMG_4639 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4639" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5249/5357985676_599e4d8d09.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5357368621/" title="IMG_4629 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4629" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5288/5357368621_9335dc2105.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which made Owen crack up like crazy.&amp;nbsp; His face is not that red from the cold, it's because he was laughing so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5357984390/" title="IMG_4626 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4626" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5001/5357984390_d5a732f3e2.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't stay out too long because it was really cold, but it was a good time.&amp;nbsp; Molly was the smart one when got back inside and promptly took a nap directly in front of the heater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49204432@N02/5357984162/" title="IMG_4650 by tdoggie8, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4650" height="333" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5047/5357984162_8db57aa08d.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I'm ready for spring now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-1348288032801188924?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/1348288032801188924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=1348288032801188924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/1348288032801188924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/1348288032801188924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow-day.html' title='Snow day!'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5241/5357367601_d860c1bb9b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-5900839361011846902</id><published>2011-01-13T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T15:00:24.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor, sick boy</title><content type='html'>We have survived Owen's first major sickness.&amp;nbsp; Last week was a rough one.&amp;nbsp; On Monday, the O-man came down with a 103 degree fever.&amp;nbsp; Mommy rushed him to the pediatrician's office where they checked his ears, throat, skin, belly, and everywhere else but came up with nothing.&amp;nbsp; He was put on a regimen of Motrin around the clock until the fever came down.&lt;br /&gt;That took 3 days (yikes!) He had his 18 month appointment that day anyway, and was still sick so back we went.&amp;nbsp; He hadn't eaten in 4-5 days besides a few bites of his favorite things, had a mild runny nose, diarrhea, and when I went to get him weighed and took off his clothes he had a rash over his whole trunk.&amp;nbsp; The doctor came in and said, oh that's roseola.&amp;nbsp; He had lost a little weight since Monday and then had to get 2 shots on top of feeling crummy already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TS9X6H2fboI/AAAAAAAABag/6hnfEsa9a-s/s1600/IMG_4536.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TS9X6H2fboI/AAAAAAAABag/6hnfEsa9a-s/s320/IMG_4536.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Most of you probably saw this on Facebook, but this is all he did the whole week.&amp;nbsp; Cry, want to cuddle, and cry some more.&amp;nbsp; I felt terrible for him.&amp;nbsp; It's the worst when your baby is sick and you can't make them feel all better.&amp;nbsp; I don't know how parents of children with serious illnesses do it day after day.&amp;nbsp; I was toast after a week just from soothing and worrying.&lt;br /&gt;By the weekend, he was back to his cheery, hell-raising self.&amp;nbsp; Kids do bounce back quick, but I may still be a little traumatized ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TS9Y6yqpMPI/AAAAAAAABao/HVDehfe9Zj8/s1600/IMG_4541.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TS9Y6yqpMPI/AAAAAAAABao/HVDehfe9Zj8/s320/IMG_4541.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TS9ZKOannsI/AAAAAAAABas/jE-g8VFqIHY/s1600/IMG_4565.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TS9ZKOannsI/AAAAAAAABas/jE-g8VFqIHY/s320/IMG_4565.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TS9ZP3Y3WII/AAAAAAAABaw/U31YtPyw_-Q/s1600/IMG_4559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TS9ZP3Y3WII/AAAAAAAABaw/U31YtPyw_-Q/s320/IMG_4559.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TS9ZTsWfWRI/AAAAAAAABa0/34I8_C0I1_s/s1600/IMG_4607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TS9ZTsWfWRI/AAAAAAAABa0/34I8_C0I1_s/s320/IMG_4607.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;See-all better!&lt;br /&gt;I think he has also managed to eat all the food he missed from last week in addition to his normal intake too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-5900839361011846902?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/5900839361011846902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=5900839361011846902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5900839361011846902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5900839361011846902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/01/poor-sick-boy.html' title='Poor, sick boy'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TS9X6H2fboI/AAAAAAAABag/6hnfEsa9a-s/s72-c/IMG_4536.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-5259565444554190578</id><published>2011-01-01T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T14:08:04.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog</title><content type='html'>You will see there's a new link on your right.&amp;nbsp; This is a link to my new photo blog.&amp;nbsp; It's a 52-week project to improve my photography skills.&amp;nbsp; There's an intro in the blog itself that explains a little more about it.&amp;nbsp; Please feel free to follow it if you would like.&amp;nbsp; It will be a little photo-nerdy and it won't always be pictures of Owen and our family, but I'm sure there will be some of my favorite subject from time to time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-5259565444554190578?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/5259565444554190578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=5259565444554190578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5259565444554190578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5259565444554190578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-blog.html' title='New blog'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-2842542303435794362</id><published>2010-12-29T21:54:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T22:31:24.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Fat Christmas Post</title><content type='html'>Well Christmas certainly is a little different with an 18-month old.  Owen was definitely more into the holiday this year, but still didn't really get the whole concept.  He loved the gifts, and the tree, and of course the food.  We loved watching him enjoy it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv1NZPLBjI/AAAAAAAABXU/YimdmXY1IFs/s1600/IMG_4263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv1NZPLBjI/AAAAAAAABXU/YimdmXY1IFs/s320/IMG_4263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556304175753266738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We started our Christmas quest looking for a good tree to put in the house.  Owen got to work crusing down the aisles of trees and falling in the mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv1yH4aeqI/AAAAAAAABXc/MHAc9OFGz6E/s1600/IMG_4283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv1yH4aeqI/AAAAAAAABXc/MHAc9OFGz6E/s320/IMG_4283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556304806749567650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got a very nice tree and put it up in the house, not knowing how he would react to it.  He loved the ornaments and thought they were great little toys.  We tried to put soft things or musical ornaments near the bottom where he could play with them and it wasn't a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv2u0WI0oI/AAAAAAAABXk/HFWAKUm8IvY/s1600/IMG_4277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv2u0WI0oI/AAAAAAAABXk/HFWAKUm8IvY/s320/IMG_4277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556305849477550722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And play with them he did.  About a week after the tree went up, the bottom of it is pretty much stripped bare.  The ornaments were taken off and he decided that the bead garland would make a nice scarf.  He wrapped it around his neck and took off into the kitchen, almost toppling the tree and choking himself in the same action.  Life with a toddler...&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I did not put up my fancy blue and silver glass ornament tree this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv3VCxTzPI/AAAAAAAABXs/O5De2sxmsvc/s1600/IMG_4367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv3VCxTzPI/AAAAAAAABXs/O5De2sxmsvc/s320/IMG_4367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556306506184641778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had plans to go to Horseheads for Christmas weekend, but wanted to give Owen his big gift in Buffalo where it could be fully assembled.  He got a train table complete with wooden train set.  (yes the same train set as our famous Black Friday abomination)&lt;br /&gt;We set it up a few days before Christmas so Owen could play with it for a little bit before getting all his other gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv37JoS8SI/AAAAAAAABX0/4EK9_Tkizyc/s1600/IMG_4372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv37JoS8SI/AAAAAAAABX0/4EK9_Tkizyc/s320/IMG_4372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556307160860913954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think Dad is having as much fun with it as Owen is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to Horseheads for the Christmas holidays.  I was a big slacker and didn't get a picture of Owen in his handsome man outfit for Christmas Eve mass, but I will get some before he grows out of it.  After church and pizza at my parents' house we got our milk and cookies out for Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv4SZv5c_I/AAAAAAAABX8/T3Q66p2F64I/s1600/IMG_4386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv4SZv5c_I/AAAAAAAABX8/T3Q66p2F64I/s320/IMG_4386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556307560324756466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv41NXVMeI/AAAAAAAABYE/zW4h4e6DpWM/s1600/IMG_4391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv41NXVMeI/AAAAAAAABYE/zW4h4e6DpWM/s320/IMG_4391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556308158295912930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And had a few cookies ourselves...&lt;br /&gt;Seriously this kid turned into a cookie monster this Christmas.  He had them for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and everywhere in between.  He would scream "Kook Kook" until a willing grandparent gave him theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning was the usual chaos, but instead of being infatuated with the wrapping paper and boxes like last year, this year it was all about the toys.  Look at the frantic motion blur on this pic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv5cPnh6jI/AAAAAAAABYM/2M2YZmDIGAc/s1600/IMG_4407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv5cPnh6jI/AAAAAAAABYM/2M2YZmDIGAc/s320/IMG_4407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556308828915624498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv5yNMqlvI/AAAAAAAABYU/dvuWMXAoB9I/s1600/IMG_4422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv5yNMqlvI/AAAAAAAABYU/dvuWMXAoB9I/s320/IMG_4422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556309206223197938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all made out like bandits as usual.  Owen got lots of new toys, trucks, clothes, and goodies.  I got my Keurig coffee maker, Shark steam mop, and a new bag.  Dennis got a new TV, some train stuff, and a nice wool sweater from Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished opening at Dennis's, then went to his Gram's for dinner, then went to my Mom's for dinner and more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv6wGsHkvI/AAAAAAAABYc/2i2mxflLn1k/s1600/IMG_4434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv6wGsHkvI/AAAAAAAABYc/2i2mxflLn1k/s320/IMG_4434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556310269627962098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and some peek a boo with Aunt Sara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv7D99YQ-I/AAAAAAAABYk/p4A1x7TE38Y/s1600/IMG_4439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv7D99YQ-I/AAAAAAAABYk/p4A1x7TE38Y/s320/IMG_4439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556310610881823714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and more gift opening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is fun watching your child enjoying Christmas like we used to when we were kids.  It makes me feel like a kid again too.&lt;br /&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/36571151-2842542303435794362?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/2842542303435794362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=2842542303435794362' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/2842542303435794362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/2842542303435794362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/12/big-fat-christmas-post.html' title='Big Fat Christmas Post'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TRv1NZPLBjI/AAAAAAAABXU/YimdmXY1IFs/s72-c/IMG_4263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-3665747896571868357</id><published>2010-12-19T21:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T21:58:17.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookie Monster</title><content type='html'>MMMM baking day.   I didn't get to eat any of these cookies last year because I was too little.  No fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TQ7EntJs2eI/AAAAAAAABW4/s1mvnedzO8Q/s1600/IMG_4380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TQ7EntJs2eI/AAAAAAAABW4/s1mvnedzO8Q/s320/IMG_4380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552591577008626146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look Mom, they are right there and I will climb up on this chair and throw a tantrum until you give me another one (even though I had my fair share already today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TQ7E5hcNsLI/AAAAAAAABXA/mqxaR0zi4yI/s1600/IMG_4383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TQ7E5hcNsLI/AAAAAAAABXA/mqxaR0zi4yI/s320/IMG_4383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552591883102695602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, do something cute until she reaches for that camera and is distracted and then...victory is mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TQ7FWalAQ-I/AAAAAAAABXI/HYZ_XbM37Sg/s1600/IMG_4381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TQ7FWalAQ-I/AAAAAAAABXI/HYZ_XbM37Sg/s320/IMG_4381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552592379476722658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-3665747896571868357?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/3665747896571868357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=3665747896571868357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3665747896571868357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3665747896571868357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/12/cookie-monster.html' title='Cookie Monster'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TQ7EntJs2eI/AAAAAAAABW4/s1mvnedzO8Q/s72-c/IMG_4380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-6852794870457680325</id><published>2010-12-05T19:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T20:24:10.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Edwards Tree Saga</title><content type='html'>Everyone has that great holiday story from their family that they talk about for years.  My family has a clear winner in this category, and that is the Christmas tree story.  I was at work the other day and we were having the whole real tree vs. fake tree debate with the patients, and I had a whole new group to tell this story to.  I forgot how great it is, and figured I would share it with our blog readers (or at least those of you who haven't heard of it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were kids, we always picked out a great real Christmas tree.  My mother especially loved the smell of fresh pine and the great hunt of finding that perfect tree.  Well one year when I was probably about 14 years old me and my sisters went with dad to find the tree.  Mom was busy with shopping or something so she didn't go that year.  We left the house promising to find her the perfect tree.  Unfortunately, that day looked something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPw1KB5BU_I/AAAAAAAABWY/QGE6v39qFsQ/s1600/whiteout-conditions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPw1KB5BU_I/AAAAAAAABWY/QGE6v39qFsQ/s320/whiteout-conditions.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547367287436170226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took the good old Dodge caravan out in the snow to find the perfect tree.  I believe we went to 3 different tree stands and they had the worst selection ever.  We were not pleased with any of the trees, and went to leave the last tree farm and got completely stuck in the snow.  We had some help from the people at the stand to push the van out, went about 10 feet only to get stuck again.  Now my dad would not let any of us girls get out of the car to help, so more volunteers helped him out as he was stifling back swear words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPw2y1VkFFI/AAAAAAAABWg/CNGszqNRkuw/s1600/snow%2Bpush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPw2y1VkFFI/AAAAAAAABWg/CNGszqNRkuw/s320/snow%2Bpush.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547369087952491602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We get un-stuck again and head back on the road.  It was about at this point that my dad totally lost his cool.  I can't say I blame him though.  He screams "That's it...we're going to Sears and getting a fake tree and I don't care if you guys don't agree and your mother will have to deal with it!"  We slowly nod in the backseat, knowing not to test his decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrive at the good old Arnot Mall and pick out the best looking fake tree money can buy.  My dad seems pleased with his find but then regret and fear start to seep it.  All of a sudden he's like, "alright girls, go find some pine scented candles and air freshener.  We are not going to tell your mom about the fake tree."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPw4M2DLMPI/AAAAAAAABWo/cuZ5Lg5hRJY/s1600/glade-pine%25285%2529.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPw4M2DLMPI/AAAAAAAABWo/cuZ5Lg5hRJY/s320/glade-pine%25285%2529.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547370634332025074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We swiftly went home, set up the tree and hid the box in the basement before Mom got home from shopping. We also sprayed massive amounts of pine air freshener all over it.  She walked in the door and praised our beautiful tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got through the first 3 years of this routine without a hitch.  We would always set up and take down the tree while Mom wasn't home.  The funniest part was that Mom would always say how much better our pick was than the previous year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth year was the final year of our charade.  Mom kept feeling the tree "needles" and saying how dry they were.  We were of course cracking up whenever she would say this.  She decided that the tree needed more water.  Previously, one of us would always pretend to water the tree by running the sink and bringing out an empty cup to "water" the tree.  As we got older, we weren't home as much and Mom decided to take matters into her own hands.  She kept putting water into the base and subsequently watered the carpet quite thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we called a family meeting and had to tell Mom the news: we had been living a lie and the tree was an imposter.  She didn't believe us, but we showed her the evidence; the big cardboard box, the plastic trunk, and most of all, the lack of fresh pine scent.  Her feelings were a little hurt at first, but eventually she saw the humor in the whole situation.  To this day, she will still joke and say the tree needs to be watered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPw6cYllvYI/AAAAAAAABWw/dGjS3u5S6bU/s1600/HPIM0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPw6cYllvYI/AAAAAAAABWw/dGjS3u5S6bU/s320/HPIM0468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547373100324470146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The tree has lasted for years, and is as lovely as ever.  Here's your grandchild pointing to it Mom!&lt;br /&gt;If you're still reading, thanks!  Reminiscing about old family Christmas stories is a lot of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-6852794870457680325?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/6852794870457680325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=6852794870457680325' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/6852794870457680325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/6852794870457680325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/12/edwards-tree-saga.html' title='The Edwards Tree Saga'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPw1KB5BU_I/AAAAAAAABWY/QGE6v39qFsQ/s72-c/whiteout-conditions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-585345950565411272</id><published>2010-11-28T20:33:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T21:01:49.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Horseheads Style</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone is recovering from Thanksgiving like we are!  We were able to make the trip to Horseheads for the holiday this year, which we haven't been able to do in awhile.  I must say it was a very nice trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMDoFpekvI/AAAAAAAABUw/VOP33ITPogk/s1600/IMG_4104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMDoFpekvI/AAAAAAAABUw/VOP33ITPogk/s320/IMG_4104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544779553469010674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got into town Thursday morning and pretty much immediately went to Gram's house for the Sullivan side turkey-fest.  Owen didn't waste any time digging into the great food.  Then he had some good playtime with all of the little boys running around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMEDz0EiSI/AAAAAAAABU4/S-0TZLHR9b4/s1600/IMG_4106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMEDz0EiSI/AAAAAAAABU4/S-0TZLHR9b4/s320/IMG_4106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544780029717940514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grace supervised and laughed at the boys of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMEY0SEBJI/AAAAAAAABVA/_-xG4o06UFA/s1600/IMG_4111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMEY0SEBJI/AAAAAAAABVA/_-xG4o06UFA/s320/IMG_4111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544780390620988562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The rest of the day was pretty low-key.  We were able to relax a little  bit.  I went to my Mom's to help with the baking that night and Owen was  adding his own spice to the festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis and I got the grand idea of going to Toys R Us when they opened at 10pm that night...not a good idea.  We waited in line for an hour and a half in the rain surrounded by some interesting characters outside of the store.  It starts raining about 20 minutes in and we are soaked, and the oh-so-helpful store people hand us an umbrella at the door!  Thanks, would have been useful about an hour ago...We finally get into the store and realize that they are sold out of everything we're looking for and the line to checkout is at least another 1-hour wait.  We left, wet and defeated.  So much for Black Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMFAL0n5qI/AAAAAAAABVI/iN7d8i8KalM/s1600/IMG_4125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMFAL0n5qI/AAAAAAAABVI/iN7d8i8KalM/s320/IMG_4125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544781066954860194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom had the great idea of having her dinner on Friday.  Saved time and the button of our jeans.  So we did the turkey thing again, and it was just as delicious.  See that torch?  Ma made creme brulee and didn't even burn the house down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This meal ended as most Thanksgiving dinners do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMGDWYuMLI/AAAAAAAABVQ/9jZyb6P09uc/s1600/IMG_4114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMGDWYuMLI/AAAAAAAABVQ/9jZyb6P09uc/s320/IMG_4114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544782220841857202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMGSgIhuBI/AAAAAAAABVY/KTDdXfXr2Do/s1600/IMG_4120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMGSgIhuBI/AAAAAAAABVY/KTDdXfXr2Do/s320/IMG_4120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544782481156323346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMGhxJnXoI/AAAAAAAABVg/bHjuSvYIpik/s1600/IMG_4121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMGhxJnXoI/AAAAAAAABVg/bHjuSvYIpik/s320/IMG_4121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544782743422328450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Down for the count, watching Christmas Vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMG0JZtxtI/AAAAAAAABVo/5N58Mce_ueo/s1600/IMG_4129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMG0JZtxtI/AAAAAAAABVo/5N58Mce_ueo/s320/IMG_4129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544783059169953490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday we went to Hollydays in the Square.  It was freezing that day, but Owen looked pretty snuggled up.  Natalie came too, which is a yearly tradition for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMIrru5BjI/AAAAAAAABWI/lkhkVAdV2EE/s1600/IMG_4130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMIrru5BjI/AAAAAAAABWI/lkhkVAdV2EE/s320/IMG_4130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544785112790009394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMHTWAqGGI/AAAAAAAABVw/wx94R3I7nJo/s1600/IMG_4147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMHTWAqGGI/AAAAAAAABVw/wx94R3I7nJo/s320/IMG_4147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544783595130460258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all got to ride in with Santa on the Mark Twain float.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMHmYqh8PI/AAAAAAAABV4/vmyjZcKgF2Q/s1600/IMG_4156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMHmYqh8PI/AAAAAAAABV4/vmyjZcKgF2Q/s320/IMG_4156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544783922260472050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Natalie is almost as tall as Santa now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMID6ODIII/AAAAAAAABWA/jqpMdyAaqus/s1600/IMG_4154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMID6ODIII/AAAAAAAABWA/jqpMdyAaqus/s320/IMG_4154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544784429484023938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Owen didn't even make it close to Santa's lap before he completely freaked out...oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMI9j6EirI/AAAAAAAABWQ/H1_wIDzOcj0/s1600/IMG_4113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMI9j6EirI/AAAAAAAABWQ/H1_wIDzOcj0/s320/IMG_4113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544785419927063218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The rest of the weekend was very fun.  We did some shopping, had some of our favorite Horseheads treats (Pudgies) and even got to talk to Tim via Skype for quite awhile.  All in all, it was a great trip.  Thanks everyone!&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/36571151-585345950565411272?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/585345950565411272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=585345950565411272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/585345950565411272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/585345950565411272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-horseheads-style.html' title='Thanksgiving Horseheads Style'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TPMDoFpekvI/AAAAAAAABUw/VOP33ITPogk/s72-c/IMG_4104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-6984591612165815261</id><published>2010-11-23T13:50:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T14:46:15.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning</title><content type='html'>It's so amazing to me to watch Owen learn.  Sometimes it's easy to forget that he is experiencing many things for the first time.  That must be so amazing!  I have been trying to pay more attention to these little moments of learning and try to imagine what it must be like to be a toddler where everything is so new and exciting.&lt;br /&gt;Even though Owen isn't saying too much lately, he is communicating quite efficiently.  With a point and a grunt or a look on his face I can certainly tell what he wants most of the time.  Today we went for a walk, and he kept pointing and "talking" about everything we saw along the way; a pumpkin, some dogs, a tree losing its leaves, a garbage truck, and wind chimes...all so interesting to him that he felt the need to show mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TOwN-bkMxRI/AAAAAAAABUQ/xtHoxJHZ39c/s1600/IMG_3559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TOwN-bkMxRI/AAAAAAAABUQ/xtHoxJHZ39c/s320/IMG_3559.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542820607588877586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He learned quickly as most kids do that banging on pots and pans makes loud noise...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TOwOV3m1G0I/AAAAAAAABUY/buNYyzalYsg/s1600/IMG_3557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TOwOV3m1G0I/AAAAAAAABUY/buNYyzalYsg/s320/IMG_3557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542821010253093698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And at the end of a good song, we clap.  This trick took me by surprise a few months ago.  Owen and I were in the car listening to John Mayer's live version of "Gravity."  At the end, of course the croud clapped on the track and from the back seat I hear "yay" and loud clapping.  Since then, he claps even at the end of every song, even when Mom or Dad sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TOwPRTVzZMI/AAAAAAAABUg/Rci95Qcz5Is/s1600/IMG_3111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TOwPRTVzZMI/AAAAAAAABUg/Rci95Qcz5Is/s320/IMG_3111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542822031310152898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here Owen tries to get my hairdryer to work.  Of course it's not plugged in.  Apparently he knows it's supposed to blow air somehow, so he started blowing into the back of it.  Cracked me up!&lt;br /&gt;He also loves to give his stuffed dogs "drinks" from Molly's bowl, but then he knows enough to clean up the spilled water with a towel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TOwQNVB_d2I/AAAAAAAABUo/UFQ5g6csqTE/s1600/IMG_3279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TOwQNVB_d2I/AAAAAAAABUo/UFQ5g6csqTE/s320/IMG_3279.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542823062556079970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm I wonder where he picked up this nosepicking thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-6984591612165815261?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/6984591612165815261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=6984591612165815261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/6984591612165815261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/6984591612165815261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/11/learning.html' title='Learning'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TOwN-bkMxRI/AAAAAAAABUQ/xtHoxJHZ39c/s72-c/IMG_3559.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-7590929053322677822</id><published>2010-11-11T20:43:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:51:07.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset at the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNyc2KCvwWI/AAAAAAAABUE/4XX9k3AH5pw/s1600/IMG_3962.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNycVm3jbCI/AAAAAAAABTk/Y6di3kaF8b8/s1600/IMG_3938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNycVm3jbCI/AAAAAAAABTk/Y6di3kaF8b8/s320/IMG_3938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538473536783608866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen and I went to the park for what I am so afraid may be our last playtime until the spring.  They already had the swings down for the season.  He kept walking over to the set and looking up and pointing where they were.  It was really pitiful.  Anyway, here's some pics of our fun time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNyc2KCvwWI/AAAAAAAABUE/4XX9k3AH5pw/s1600/IMG_3962.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNyct37IwwI/AAAAAAAABT8/sWCQg85jgdI/s1600/IMG_3949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNyct37IwwI/AAAAAAAABT8/sWCQg85jgdI/s320/IMG_3949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538473953678902018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNycmxm6ClI/AAAAAAAABT0/XiBnP7TOUm4/s1600/IMG_3947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNycmxm6ClI/AAAAAAAABT0/XiBnP7TOUm4/s320/IMG_3947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538473831724354130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNychWzv1II/AAAAAAAABTs/B96Hy-irPDs/s1600/IMG_3944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNychWzv1II/AAAAAAAABTs/B96Hy-irPDs/s320/IMG_3944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538473738631107714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNyc2KCvwWI/AAAAAAAABUE/4XX9k3AH5pw/s1600/IMG_3962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNyc2KCvwWI/AAAAAAAABUE/4XX9k3AH5pw/s320/IMG_3962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538474095981609314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still not used to how quickly it gets dark now, so we had to leave a little earlier than both of us would have liked.  We will get back to swinging in the spring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-7590929053322677822?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/7590929053322677822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=7590929053322677822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/7590929053322677822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/7590929053322677822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/11/sunset-at-park.html' title='Sunset at the Park'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNycVm3jbCI/AAAAAAAABTk/Y6di3kaF8b8/s72-c/IMG_3938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-127283861343194697</id><published>2010-11-04T20:29:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T21:04:23.865-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Fun</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!  Well as usual we have been very busy here.  I know you all must want to see some Halloween pictures of the cutie Owen, although I did post some teasers on Facebook for you. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNQZxg2ZnI/AAAAAAAABRk/HDgtxD2iq88/s1600/IMG_3650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNQZxg2ZnI/AAAAAAAABRk/HDgtxD2iq88/s320/IMG_3650.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535856770686543474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had to make our yearly trip to the Pumpkin Farm.  Owen was definitely more into it this year than last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNQ1f-l5cI/AAAAAAAABRs/6JncxxGFLN0/s1600/IMG_3581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNQ1f-l5cI/AAAAAAAABRs/6JncxxGFLN0/s320/IMG_3581.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535857247015790018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We saw some animals and headed over the the animated chicken show.  Owen clapped and danced to the music while Daddy stalked Jason Pominville.  Yes, pro hockey player Jason Pominville...and his cute wife with the 50 carat rock on her finger and Peg Perego stroller.  I digress... anyway the animated chickens were enthralling for us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNRu9-xO_I/AAAAAAAABR0/N4YkcsLfZN4/s1600/IMG_3629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNRu9-xO_I/AAAAAAAABR0/N4YkcsLfZN4/s320/IMG_3629.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535858234322140146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We moved on to see the pig races, which were so cute.  I love pigs, and learned a few tidbits about them at this particular race.  Did you know that on the intellegence scale, pigs are way smarter than dogs?  Well spend a little time with cute Molly and you'll believe it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNSisEkIFI/AAAAAAAABR8/FD8Brbkl7zI/s1600/IMG_3647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNSisEkIFI/AAAAAAAABR8/FD8Brbkl7zI/s320/IMG_3647.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535859122867806290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we went to pick out pumpkins.  Owen decided to pick his out with his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNTQ7XuvAI/AAAAAAAABSE/HuHODWrtSek/s1600/IMG_3743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNTQ7XuvAI/AAAAAAAABSE/HuHODWrtSek/s320/IMG_3743.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535859917248707586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ultimately we picked this one and carved it with this very basic design because Owen was NOT into carving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNT1cw3P6I/AAAAAAAABSM/4atmnbRDIcM/s1600/IMG_3741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNT1cw3P6I/AAAAAAAABSM/4atmnbRDIcM/s320/IMG_3741.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535860544687783842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as you can see  here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNUs1jkNNI/AAAAAAAABSU/F-wkdHh2Zno/s1600/IMG_3667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNUs1jkNNI/AAAAAAAABSU/F-wkdHh2Zno/s320/IMG_3667.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535861496235701458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the little guy all dressed up.  He wore this skeleton during the day on Halloween&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNVAa4H9RI/AAAAAAAABSc/IzGy7TtZXn4/s1600/IMG_3729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNVAa4H9RI/AAAAAAAABSc/IzGy7TtZXn4/s320/IMG_3729.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535861832671556882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Superman for the big night.  He has also been obsessed with wearing it everyday since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNVXg2Sn5I/AAAAAAAABSk/POT9tRjcKLU/s1600/IMG_3765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNVXg2Sn5I/AAAAAAAABSk/POT9tRjcKLU/s320/IMG_3765.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535862229411471250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dennis and I had our big Halloween party this year.  He went as a scarecrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNV0unXCLI/AAAAAAAABSs/OTEpnBfgOZ8/s1600/IMG_3766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNV0unXCLI/AAAAAAAABSs/OTEpnBfgOZ8/s320/IMG_3766.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535862731323148466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I was shrimp on the Barbie.  Nobody got it.  It's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNWHqXsJsI/AAAAAAAABS0/nxHmVBF74o0/s1600/IMG_3783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNWHqXsJsI/AAAAAAAABS0/nxHmVBF74o0/s320/IMG_3783.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535863056601196226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the winners from this year.  The mask was homemade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNWfULVOtI/AAAAAAAABS8/AU9Yc-QxEFM/s1600/IMG_3773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNWfULVOtI/AAAAAAAABS8/AU9Yc-QxEFM/s320/IMG_3773.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535863462960642770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Owen's friend Nathan came too dressed as a zebra.  They played with trucks throughout the party and had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNW-BmTheI/AAAAAAAABTE/Zwpwa_7ce7M/s1600/IMG_3768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNW-BmTheI/AAAAAAAABTE/Zwpwa_7ce7M/s320/IMG_3768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535863990549448162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I loved Kristin's "beer" belly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNXLzF8O1I/AAAAAAAABTM/yVcq3iH-i8A/s1600/IMG_3781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNXLzF8O1I/AAAAAAAABTM/yVcq3iH-i8A/s320/IMG_3781.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535864227173776210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNXfFC-EBI/AAAAAAAABTU/1GZl_ctdrp0/s1600/IMG_3787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNXfFC-EBI/AAAAAAAABTU/1GZl_ctdrp0/s320/IMG_3787.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535864558410666002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNXxGmCx2I/AAAAAAAABTc/J_i8jTGfXMQ/s1600/IMG_3784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNXxGmCx2I/AAAAAAAABTc/J_i8jTGfXMQ/s320/IMG_3784.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535864868063856482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a few more characters for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's about all that's new here.  Hope you are enjoying fall!&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/36571151-127283861343194697?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/127283861343194697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=127283861343194697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/127283861343194697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/127283861343194697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/11/fall-fun.html' title='Fall Fun'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TNNQZxg2ZnI/AAAAAAAABRk/HDgtxD2iq88/s72-c/IMG_3650.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-5294565736552984567</id><published>2010-10-28T20:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T20:13:17.007-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Train Weekend 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TMoPydjYRjI/AAAAAAAAAy0/7AGZEgJVbNg/s1600/IMG_3135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TMoPydjYRjI/AAAAAAAAAy0/7AGZEgJVbNg/s320/IMG_3135.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533252451778971186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few weekends ago the Sullivan Railroad held a train weekend.  So we went home to participate and play with the trains. The above picture is a life-size caboose that sits with a baggage car behind my grandparents diner. &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/_rvXInJiUs_k/TMoQQ6L3XrI/AAAAAAAAAy8/YrYj60Ca7M4/s320/IMG_3137.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533252974861049522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&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;While waiting for everyone to come, I decided to give Owen his own private ride. It is hard to see in this picture, but he was crying the whole way. I think the sound of the engine scared him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TMoPyO-CriI/AAAAAAAAAys/LL32TqWrGJs/s1600/IMG_3142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TMoPyO-CriI/AAAAAAAAAys/LL32TqWrGJs/s320/IMG_3142.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533252447864270370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you can see, he was more content riding in the back with mom.&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/TMoPx1g1CKI/AAAAAAAAAyk/2OjdAAtqKNQ/s1600/IMG_3140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TMoPx1g1CKI/AAAAAAAAAyk/2OjdAAtqKNQ/s320/IMG_3140.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533252441030854818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TMoPxua8i9I/AAAAAAAAAyc/8ZK4YC82kHw/s1600/IMG_3139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TMoPxua8i9I/AAAAAAAAAyc/8ZK4YC82kHw/s320/IMG_3139.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533252439127133138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owen was a little shy at making new friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/36571151-5294565736552984567?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/5294565736552984567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=5294565736552984567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5294565736552984567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5294565736552984567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/10/train-weekend.html' title='Train Weekend 2010'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TMoPydjYRjI/AAAAAAAAAy0/7AGZEgJVbNg/s72-c/IMG_3135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-4678098948917069848</id><published>2010-10-05T13:40:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T14:08:07.877-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's new?</title><content type='html'>Whew we've been bad bloggers...sorry everyone!  Anyway, we'll do a hard and fast update about all things new in the Hall house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the aquarium with our buddy Ira.  Owen was obsessed with the sea lions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtj0l4xzkI/AAAAAAAABPk/xTS0nA_dlzk/s1600/IMG_3055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtj0l4xzkI/AAAAAAAABPk/xTS0nA_dlzk/s320/IMG_3055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524619123074649666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtkDsM5fbI/AAAAAAAABPs/s0V1bi3LKl0/s1600/IMG_3051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtkDsM5fbI/AAAAAAAABPs/s0V1bi3LKl0/s320/IMG_3051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524619382467689906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Dani's bridal shower- wedding is so soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtkYaDpDmI/AAAAAAAABP0/6MG_pYJO_9w/s1600/IMG_2972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtkYaDpDmI/AAAAAAAABP0/6MG_pYJO_9w/s320/IMG_2972.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524619738374278754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We celebrated a birthday, 29 years to be exact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtkvKF7sWI/AAAAAAAABP8/bGLecftmoIo/s1600/IMG_2982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtkvKF7sWI/AAAAAAAABP8/bGLecftmoIo/s320/IMG_2982.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524620129225912674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peek-a-boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtlXzgsZII/AAAAAAAABQM/RqDLUppETdE/s1600/IMG_2990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtlXzgsZII/AAAAAAAABQM/RqDLUppETdE/s320/IMG_2990.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524620827538777218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtlli55hJI/AAAAAAAABQU/PMg2GTl2e8k/s1600/IMG_2991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtlli55hJI/AAAAAAAABQU/PMg2GTl2e8k/s320/IMG_2991.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524621063599260818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got to run around with our cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtl0lPI0BI/AAAAAAAABQc/QESUp_HCBPA/s1600/IMG_3001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtl0lPI0BI/AAAAAAAABQc/QESUp_HCBPA/s320/IMG_3001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524621321923252242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We enjoyed the last of the warm weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtmpeSKCyI/AAAAAAAABQs/OKCj0a1VMw0/s1600/IMG_2896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtmpeSKCyI/AAAAAAAABQs/OKCj0a1VMw0/s320/IMG_2896.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524622230589934370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Read some good books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtnbojvSCI/AAAAAAAABQ0/F3oMko4YOfs/s1600/IMG_3013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtnbojvSCI/AAAAAAAABQ0/F3oMko4YOfs/s320/IMG_3013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524623092341491746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Listened to some good tunes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtoxoC8wlI/AAAAAAAABRU/6gcZZpBJ01Q/s1600/IMG_3086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtoxoC8wlI/AAAAAAAABRU/6gcZZpBJ01Q/s320/IMG_3086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524624569672712786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Acted generally silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtnvoUDVDI/AAAAAAAABQ8/l8VW-QS01U0/s1600/IMG_3082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtnvoUDVDI/AAAAAAAABQ8/l8VW-QS01U0/s320/IMG_3082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524623435873080370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtn-W1mSQI/AAAAAAAABRE/MpDn79NvP1c/s1600/IMG_3017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtn-W1mSQI/AAAAAAAABRE/MpDn79NvP1c/s320/IMG_3017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524623688879982850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtoNk0aUKI/AAAAAAAABRM/xacVAO9_NrI/s1600/IMG_3109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtoNk0aUKI/AAAAAAAABRM/xacVAO9_NrI/s320/IMG_3109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524623950331138210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wished for some sunny days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKto_UHxlpI/AAAAAAAABRc/qpzby85SSII/s1600/IMG_3101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKto_UHxlpI/AAAAAAAABRc/qpzby85SSII/s320/IMG_3101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524624804842411666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's about all that's new here!&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/36571151-4678098948917069848?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/4678098948917069848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=4678098948917069848' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/4678098948917069848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/4678098948917069848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/10/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s new?'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKtj0l4xzkI/AAAAAAAABPk/xTS0nA_dlzk/s72-c/IMG_3055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-3635107403844229022</id><published>2010-09-28T14:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T14:30:51.321-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What we're working with</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a rough week in the Hall household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKIzfiNz7DI/AAAAAAAABPU/tVfkn0ITP28/s1600/IMG_2888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKIzfiNz7DI/AAAAAAAABPU/tVfkn0ITP28/s320/IMG_2888.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522032709963344946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone has a cold and is getting his molars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKI0HpmG4-I/AAAAAAAABPc/S6WDBLaGWZE/s1600/IMG_3009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKI0HpmG4-I/AAAAAAAABPc/S6WDBLaGWZE/s320/IMG_3009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522033399139066850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor baby :(&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/36571151-3635107403844229022?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/3635107403844229022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=3635107403844229022' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3635107403844229022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3635107403844229022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-were-working-with.html' title='What we&apos;re working with'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TKIzfiNz7DI/AAAAAAAABPU/tVfkn0ITP28/s72-c/IMG_2888.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-1218163555991371182</id><published>2010-08-31T14:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T14:20:18.469-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Conductor</title><content type='html'>Owen still loves that Mozart cube we got him a very long time ago.  Recently he has started to act like a conductor when the music plays.  We haven't shown him this, so I don't know where he picked it up.  Here's a cute little video of it:&lt;br /&gt;ugh, I hate my voice in video clips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ce13e41de258e618" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dce13e41de258e618%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330143309%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D112A393ECAC35676F1959361DDAE535FEC05F444.72BBEB7CAF520ADC920CFB789DC66D50D207D609%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dce13e41de258e618%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYVuy3bMvrjKNrRiykFEBgWA6FcY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dce13e41de258e618%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330143309%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D112A393ECAC35676F1959361DDAE535FEC05F444.72BBEB7CAF520ADC920CFB789DC66D50D207D609%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dce13e41de258e618%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYVuy3bMvrjKNrRiykFEBgWA6FcY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-1218163555991371182?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ce13e41de258e618&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/1218163555991371182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=1218163555991371182' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/1218163555991371182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/1218163555991371182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/08/conductor.html' title='The Conductor'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-3328932921374572417</id><published>2010-08-24T21:48:00.035-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T23:09:57.171-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in the life</title><content type='html'>Today was pretty much a typical Tuesday.  When I woke up this morning, I decided to document it and post what my normal day is like right now (if anyone is really interested anyway ha ha.)  The only hitch to today was poor Dennis was being audited at work so he literally worked 13.5 hours today and just went back in at 9pm as I am writing this.  Anyway, that left me and Owen pretty much on our own all day.  We had fun though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:30- Hear Owen starting to wake up.  He sounds fussy, like he doesn't want to be awake yet.  I wonder if i should go in or wait.  I decide to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30-He did sleep longer...so did I.  Score!  Now he's really up.  He still sounds cranky though, but lately he is crabby until he gets food, which must be NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR3i-7upWI/AAAAAAAABLE/J2SD7nR7dXg/s1600/IMG_2646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR3i-7upWI/AAAAAAAABLE/J2SD7nR7dXg/s320/IMG_2646.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509159687073736034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah he is not happy.  I will also never understand why he throws everything out of his crib in the morning.  You see his blanket, bear, dog, and binkie all on the floor?  I don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;Take a tooth inventory: new one coming on top.  I think it's called a canine?  Next to the top teeth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR4VvcNX8I/AAAAAAAABLM/xw_aOnJYLjk/s1600/IMG_2648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR4VvcNX8I/AAAAAAAABLM/xw_aOnJYLjk/s320/IMG_2648.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509160559088328642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahh diapers.  I will not continue to bore you with the contents of the diapers all day.  I promise.  Just know that many diapers were changed throughout this typical day.&lt;br /&gt;7:45- Let the dog out and feed dog.  Keep Owen content with not eating for 2 seconds so I can tend to Molly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR45tMJFaI/AAAAAAAABLU/nfG-OwywSYg/s1600/IMG_2653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR45tMJFaI/AAAAAAAABLU/nfG-OwywSYg/s320/IMG_2653.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509161176959358370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you Thomas.&lt;br /&gt;8:00- Breakfast for Owen, cinnamon raisin toast with cream cheese and a banana with milk.  For Mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR5UVsEYQI/AAAAAAAABLc/JLon10NNtL0/s1600/IMG_2657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR5UVsEYQI/AAAAAAAABLc/JLon10NNtL0/s320/IMG_2657.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509161634507284738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30- Watched Giada make some kind of Olive thing on the Today Show and watched the weather to see if it was going to get any warmer today.  It's supposed to.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR6RGfbqbI/AAAAAAAABL0/-A1_gEZZTck/s1600/IMG_2640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR6RGfbqbI/AAAAAAAABL0/-A1_gEZZTck/s320/IMG_2640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509162678399773106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9:00- Owen finds out that OMG!  we got a card in the mail yesterday.  He loves cards, and he also loves Molly's water dish and decided that said card should take a little swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR6kMQYV1I/AAAAAAAABL8/YO5nwKMjujU/s1600/IMG_2643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR6kMQYV1I/AAAAAAAABL8/YO5nwKMjujU/s320/IMG_2643.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509163006364768082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dog dish was promptly put on counter.  I realize that we have music class soon and we both need to get going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR5nqryUOI/AAAAAAAABLk/qE_u7TanUIE/s1600/IMG_2661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR5nqryUOI/AAAAAAAABLk/qE_u7TanUIE/s320/IMG_2661.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509161966560760034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9:45- We arrive at music class.  I am taking him there because between me being home and Sally watching him when I work, the boy has hardly any exposure to other kids.  The girls there love him and hug and kiss him, but all he does is hug my leg usually.  This little girl tried to play with him, but you can see his reaction to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR72lJO6TI/AAAAAAAABMM/8izpwLuCFlc/s1600/IMG_2662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR72lJO6TI/AAAAAAAABMM/8izpwLuCFlc/s320/IMG_2662.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509164421794949426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10:00- A landmark!  He actually went up to the teacher and walked around during class without me.  I couldn't believe it.  He even danced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR8RkFQR8I/AAAAAAAABMU/nUBeHkRo7Ck/s1600/IMG_2668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR8RkFQR8I/AAAAAAAABMU/nUBeHkRo7Ck/s320/IMG_2668.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509164885366294466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kid will do anything for the musical instruments though.&lt;br /&gt;11:00- Get home and it's time for a nap.  Little man is getting whiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR8u8sQhGI/AAAAAAAABMc/j3rLzVLQQD8/s1600/IMG_2669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR8u8sQhGI/AAAAAAAABMc/j3rLzVLQQD8/s320/IMG_2669.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509165390188545122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;11:15- Throw laundry in.  There's always laundry to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR9EVfAP7I/AAAAAAAABMk/Zb5ILf-jY2k/s1600/IMG_2677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR9EVfAP7I/AAAAAAAABMk/Zb5ILf-jY2k/s320/IMG_2677.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509165757621092274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;11:30- Finish cleaning up dinner from last night and do dishes.  There's always dishes to do too, and I was just too tired to do them last night.  Realize I never ate MY breakfast and pretty much eat the same thing Owen did, minus the cream cheese.&lt;br /&gt;12:00- Sit down and putz around on the computer for a bit.  Do a little work, look at people's blogs, Facebook etc.  and just relax a bit.  Normally I would have a lot more work to do, but I didn't get any chart audits in my inbox yet this week.  I will surely pay for this by the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;12:45- UPS truck stops. Noo!  Molly barks, waking up Owen a bit early from his nap.&lt;br /&gt;12:50- Get Owen up, changed, the usual and he insists on practicing his new skill of going DOWN the stairs a few times.  Sure, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR9-_T99zI/AAAAAAAABMs/_BdZXWmkMZA/s1600/IMG_2676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR9-_T99zI/AAAAAAAABMs/_BdZXWmkMZA/s320/IMG_2676.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509166765281507122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is in such a good mood when he gets up from his naps.&lt;br /&gt;1:00- Lunchtime!  On the menu: Leftover Fettuccine Alfredo from Mom and Dad's dinner last night with some blueberries for dessert.  That sauce was messy, but he loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d6daf92ecf1f8117" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd6daf92ecf1f8117%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330143309%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6CBFE8D0EE4CCE44DE37785B6EA348B8CB423C80.5B7F9A5E326DF80970310C937AE872FFC4BCF252%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd6daf92ecf1f8117%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZg7lwm_4vtRrUvG2zF-48tmGT8Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd6daf92ecf1f8117%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330143309%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6CBFE8D0EE4CCE44DE37785B6EA348B8CB423C80.5B7F9A5E326DF80970310C937AE872FFC4BCF252%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd6daf92ecf1f8117%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZg7lwm_4vtRrUvG2zF-48tmGT8Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Owen doesn't have many words at this point, I started to teach him some simple signs.  The only one that has seem to have stuck with him is "more."  He does his own version of it, but you definitely know what he wants.  He uses it for everything...I think to him it means "I want."  I want your food, more food, your phone, pick me up...you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR_nr13c9I/AAAAAAAABM0/nHL9lwpJZ58/s1600/IMG_2659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR_nr13c9I/AAAAAAAABM0/nHL9lwpJZ58/s320/IMG_2659.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509168563941241810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1:30- When browsing through email during naptime, I see that Carters has buy one get one PJ's.  And I have a coupon that expires today.  We load into the car and go get some good deals.  4 fleece footie PJ's!  Owen was just happy to play with the toys in the store.  However, he proceeds to throw himself on the ground when it's time to go.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;2:30-Snack time- Bunny grahams and yogurt...of course wants more&lt;br /&gt;2:45- decide to go for a run.  Owen gets to ride around in his nice little buggy while Mom sweats her butt off.  It's twice as much work to push that thing while you run, ugh.  Guess the news was right and it did warm up.  Immediately regret not running first thing this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSAyAk2BxI/AAAAAAAABM8/tC0ei0tLl50/s1600/IMG_2695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSAyAk2BxI/AAAAAAAABM8/tC0ei0tLl50/s320/IMG_2695.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509169840817309458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3:15- Eh, a half hour is good right?  Need a shower, but Dennis should be home soon so I'll grab it then.  Play outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSBQUz515I/AAAAAAAABNE/kOyjofirJyc/s1600/IMG_2705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSBQUz515I/AAAAAAAABNE/kOyjofirJyc/s320/IMG_2705.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509170361645258642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He realized quickly that his pool was empty.  So, he grabs the hose sprayer and tried to "fill" it.  Had to break the news to him that it wasn't going to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSB9mLY6OI/AAAAAAAABNM/G_Fp4xHEpOQ/s1600/IMG_2701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSB9mLY6OI/AAAAAAAABNM/G_Fp4xHEpOQ/s320/IMG_2701.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509171139401279714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who needs a pool when there's a perfectly good mud puddle a few feet away?  Oh he had fun with this for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSCknuA_OI/AAAAAAAABNU/DW1kQPl_5sw/s1600/IMG_2693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSCknuA_OI/AAAAAAAABNU/DW1kQPl_5sw/s320/IMG_2693.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509171809829846242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4:30- Go inside.  Call Dennis and find out that he won't be home for awhile still.  Hmm, that shower...  Owen and I play with pillows.  Who needs toys right?&lt;br /&gt;4:45- Put Owen in playpen with Yo Gabba Gabba on and take quickie shower.  Much better!&lt;br /&gt;continue playing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSDdAiIG5I/AAAAAAAABNc/AjcGaZA_Woc/s1600/IMG_2681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSDdAiIG5I/AAAAAAAABNc/AjcGaZA_Woc/s320/IMG_2681.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509172778563541906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Throw pots and pans around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSDxr-G7NI/AAAAAAAABNk/Uo8ZjOVD7Iw/s1600/IMG_2707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSDxr-G7NI/AAAAAAAABNk/Uo8ZjOVD7Iw/s320/IMG_2707.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509173133821013202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shoot some hoops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSEEb_sVZI/AAAAAAAABNs/wWej56ysohc/s1600/IMG_2685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSEEb_sVZI/AAAAAAAABNs/wWej56ysohc/s320/IMG_2685.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509173455950206354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walked and pet his doggie.  Crap...didn't get Molly for a walk today.  Bad bad dog mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSEbst_CVI/AAAAAAAABN0/0kF1KcW5eP0/s1600/IMG_2687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSEbst_CVI/AAAAAAAABN0/0kF1KcW5eP0/s320/IMG_2687.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509173855576328530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lounged on the couch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSEqvjIB_I/AAAAAAAABN8/9nSVB1nWJIw/s1600/IMG_2690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSEqvjIB_I/AAAAAAAABN8/9nSVB1nWJIw/s320/IMG_2690.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509174114034124786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Read some books.&lt;br /&gt;6:15- Dinner time.  He starts trying to climb in his chair saying "eat, eat, eat"  Was trying to wait for Dennis, but I don't think that he's gonna make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSFXvglLtI/AAAAAAAABOE/stZrO-E3Z0s/s1600/IMG_2708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSFXvglLtI/AAAAAAAABOE/stZrO-E3Z0s/s320/IMG_2708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509174887117565650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dinner menu- turkey and cheese quesadillas with mixed veggies, peaches for dessert.&lt;br /&gt;6:45- Daddy gets home.  yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSFvRxchTI/AAAAAAAABOM/Z-3W_ra8tbw/s1600/IMG_2710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSFvRxchTI/AAAAAAAABOM/Z-3W_ra8tbw/s320/IMG_2710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509175291452097842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Says a quick HI to dad then it's time to get ready for bed before meltdown starts.&lt;br /&gt;7:00- Bath time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSGHEtocyI/AAAAAAAABOU/I8ARxZKybJ0/s1600/IMG_2714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSGHEtocyI/AAAAAAAABOU/I8ARxZKybJ0/s320/IMG_2714.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509175700263301922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Works on his fishing skills in the tub.  I try to tell him that the hook goes the other way.  Reasoning with a one year old doesn't work so well&lt;br /&gt;7:15-Dries off with daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSGjuozE4I/AAAAAAAABOc/QmmVveU4VrU/s1600/IMG_2717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSGjuozE4I/AAAAAAAABOc/QmmVveU4VrU/s320/IMG_2717.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509176192553653122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSGyOujlyI/AAAAAAAABOk/UiFTXxLHq6Y/s1600/IMG_2722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSGyOujlyI/AAAAAAAABOk/UiFTXxLHq6Y/s320/IMG_2722.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509176441685907234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PJ's and toothbrush next.  Owen LOVES to brush his 4 teeth.&lt;br /&gt;7:30-Kisses and hugs from Mom and Dad, and it's time for night night.  I tell Dennis to go start grilling the chicken.  I'm starving!   Owen cries a little when I put him down, that's unusual.  Go back in and give him his puppy, make it play music.  He stops when I go downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSHHY10rKI/AAAAAAAABOs/rJXZ0ZiwAkg/s1600/IMG_2724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSHHY10rKI/AAAAAAAABOs/rJXZ0ZiwAkg/s320/IMG_2724.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509176805177994402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go downstairs and clean up the toys.  Not too bad today at least.  They are everywhere as usual, but not too bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSINf9WxwI/AAAAAAAABO8/WPYgU1d2fuk/s1600/IMG_2734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSINf9WxwI/AAAAAAAABO8/WPYgU1d2fuk/s320/IMG_2734.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509178009679480578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8:00- Dennis and I eat our dinner and catch up on our days quickly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSHs9IXIZI/AAAAAAAABO0/54uGVvWqIqY/s1600/IMG_2735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSHs9IXIZI/AAAAAAAABO0/54uGVvWqIqY/s320/IMG_2735.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509177450574586258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spring mix salad with chicken, blue cheese, cranberries, walnuts and balsamic vinaigrette.  Yummy and fast, my two meal requirements these days.&lt;br /&gt;8:40- Dennis goes back to work, I watch the end of Glee (love it!) I check on Owen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSItIAH97I/AAAAAAAABPE/5_voZh8X4H0/s1600/IMG_2736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THSItIAH97I/AAAAAAAABPE/5_voZh8X4H0/s320/IMG_2736.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509178553004455858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awww.  I am getting rid of the binkie soon, I swear.  He just sleeps so well with it. &lt;br /&gt;9:00- Decide to write this blog post tonight, but the stupid computer is not cooperating.&lt;br /&gt;11:00- Dennis calls and says he's on his way home.  Time for bed for me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-3328932921374572417?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d6daf92ecf1f8117&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e42c8f8a9f32b63d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/3328932921374572417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=3328932921374572417' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3328932921374572417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3328932921374572417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-in-life.html' title='A day in the life'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/THR3i-7upWI/AAAAAAAABLE/J2SD7nR7dXg/s72-c/IMG_2646.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-2238996028884794710</id><published>2010-08-19T21:13:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T21:36:17.177-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As the second half of August begins, I am filled with dread knowing that summer is soon to come to an end.  I still feel like that kid who has to go back to school in September and I am trying to soak up every last bit of summer that is left.  It's so silly, because even September and October are very nice in Buffalo.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have a very active toddler who spends all day doing this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TG3Xx0g3MzI/AAAAAAAABKU/oljx0NGdN_w/s1600/IMG_2592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TG3Xx0g3MzI/AAAAAAAABKU/oljx0NGdN_w/s320/IMG_2592.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507295170254025522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very worried about the weather getting cold.  Heck, we haven't even really had a rainy indoor day in weeks.  This boy loves being outside and so do I.  Today we hit up the park for some outdoor fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TG3YgCpkj7I/AAAAAAAABKc/J-Lv21H_B6Y/s1600/IMG_2614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TG3YgCpkj7I/AAAAAAAABKc/J-Lv21H_B6Y/s320/IMG_2614.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507295964322631602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started with some light stretching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TG3ZF8p8cAI/AAAAAAAABKk/6jvGS1feNpI/s1600/IMG_2613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TG3ZF8p8cAI/AAAAAAAABKk/6jvGS1feNpI/s320/IMG_2613.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507296615548612610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ran around everywhere.  Right after I took this picture he fell and scraped his knee, requiring lots of mommy kisses and a drink from his sippy cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TG3ZqiFt1QI/AAAAAAAABKs/ZbABSGZPlks/s1600/IMG_2627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TG3ZqiFt1QI/AAAAAAAABKs/ZbABSGZPlks/s320/IMG_2627.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507297244072498434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He recovered quickly from that trauma when we started swinging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TG3aA0cBl0I/AAAAAAAABK0/fMnIuyfvxJE/s1600/IMG_2632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TG3aA0cBl0I/AAAAAAAABK0/fMnIuyfvxJE/s320/IMG_2632.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507297626955028290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He still hasn't quite figured out the whole climb up the stairs then go down the slide thing.  We're working on it.  He gets there with a lot of assistance from Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TG3amOehN1I/AAAAAAAABK8/NbYVKFsV9h8/s1600/IMG_2633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TG3amOehN1I/AAAAAAAABK8/NbYVKFsV9h8/s320/IMG_2633.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507298269599971154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kid loves to watch the big kids.  He just stands at the playground and watches them.  It's kinda cute, but he does look a little stalker-ish when he does it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to think of some other fun things to do with Owen before summer comes to a close.  Any ideas?  We've done lots of swimming, some road trips, the zoo (a few times), playgrounds, the fair.  I think I need some more lounging in the sun time personally, but I usually have a cute toddler sitting on my magazine ha ha.&lt;br /&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/36571151-2238996028884794710?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/2238996028884794710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=2238996028884794710' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/2238996028884794710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/2238996028884794710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/08/fun-at-park.html' title='Fun at the Park'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TG3Xx0g3MzI/AAAAAAAABKU/oljx0NGdN_w/s72-c/IMG_2592.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-3437197224229986320</id><published>2010-08-07T09:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T09:42:03.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TF1hZJ4hKXI/AAAAAAAAAyE/QRd1yuyj9UM/s1600/IMG_2330.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, we know we have been slacking big time in the blogging department. We have vowed to be better about posting on the happenings in Buffalo for everyone, including Tim, who arrived in Iraq July 2nd. We promised him he would keep our blog updated so he didn't miss to much while serving our country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been busy this summer. The first week in July we took our first family vacation. It involved going to Horseheads for a few days, then Connecticut for a few days and then back to Horseheads for a few more days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We enjoyed a lot of different activities while away for the week, such as:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TF1ebXBIvLI/AAAAAAAAAxE/y8oLwvCTLYs/s320/IMG_2285.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502658143844875442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Swimming...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TF1edoHI7VI/AAAAAAAAAxk/fQAQnhFjqCs/s1600/IMG_2379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TF1edoHI7VI/AAAAAAAAAxk/fQAQnhFjqCs/s320/IMG_2379.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502658182793194834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Birthday parties..&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/TF1edLqQlVI/AAAAAAAAAxc/MT8px10-lw0/s1600/IMG_2397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TF1edLqQlVI/AAAAAAAAAxc/MT8px10-lw0/s320/IMG_2397.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502658175155869010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hanging out with family...&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/TF1ecZDo0oI/AAAAAAAAAxU/hePxPJzCQro/s1600/IMG_2351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TF1ecZDo0oI/AAAAAAAAAxU/hePxPJzCQro/s320/IMG_2351.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502658161572106882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wine tasting on Keuka Lake...&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/TF1ecHTJmVI/AAAAAAAAAxM/4_J4opOCcag/s1600/IMG_2337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TF1ecHTJmVI/AAAAAAAAAxM/4_J4opOCcag/s320/IMG_2337.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502658156805331282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing with "Fernie"...&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TF1hZJ4hKXI/AAAAAAAAAyE/QRd1yuyj9UM/s1600/IMG_2330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TF1hZJ4hKXI/AAAAAAAAAyE/QRd1yuyj9UM/s320/IMG_2330.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502661404494211442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Having a good time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TF1hYQ1ZR9I/AAAAAAAAAx0/45hzPw8NizE/s1600/IMG_2388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TF1hYQ1ZR9I/AAAAAAAAAx0/45hzPw8NizE/s320/IMG_2388.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502661389180291026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting a 2nd haircut from Uncle Sam...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TF1hYCnrSrI/AAAAAAAAAxs/LuBNjxBKHag/s1600/IMG_2364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TF1hYCnrSrI/AAAAAAAAAxs/LuBNjxBKHag/s320/IMG_2364.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502661385364654770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoying great food...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/TF1hYyh8HBI/AAAAAAAAAx8/6f9Z3Sy6OcQ/s320/IMG_2349.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502661398225493010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and most of all....spending time at "home."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We miss you all very much and look forward to our next visit home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Uncle Timmy, we miss you very much and appreciate what you are doing for us and our country. Continue to be safe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-3437197224229986320?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/3437197224229986320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=3437197224229986320' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3437197224229986320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3437197224229986320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/08/summertime.html' title='Summertime'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/TF1ebXBIvLI/AAAAAAAAAxE/y8oLwvCTLYs/s72-c/IMG_2285.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-7745795984071087716</id><published>2010-07-24T12:32:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T13:04:56.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestone</title><content type='html'>We are up and running friends!  The computer had a mini makeover and I got more storage for the obscene amount of photos I have accumulated.  We have been quite busy lately with the little man, but most importantly he turned a year old on June 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  Of course a big party was thrown in his honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsWTOE6tsI/AAAAAAAABIs/PQ6W7UZlX5M/s1600/IMG_2073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsWTOE6tsI/AAAAAAAABIs/PQ6W7UZlX5M/s320/IMG_2073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497512289587869378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We ended up having about 30 people at the party, which was great.  Luckily the rain held off and there was some outdoor space to use as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsWpGqROKI/AAAAAAAABI0/7_u3W1mQ44c/s1600/IMG_2070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsWpGqROKI/AAAAAAAABI0/7_u3W1mQ44c/s320/IMG_2070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497512665554172066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had pizza, salads, and of course cake and ice cream.  This is the cake I made for Owen.  I must say I was impressed with myself for how well it turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsXIJjaRRI/AAAAAAAABI8/KLGoC4uxhMs/s1600/IMG_2146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsXIJjaRRI/AAAAAAAABI8/KLGoC4uxhMs/s320/IMG_2146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497513198906656018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsXVL_XilI/AAAAAAAABJE/NG3CrZmuiI4/s1600/IMG_2145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsXVL_XilI/AAAAAAAABJE/NG3CrZmuiI4/s320/IMG_2145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497513422899087954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decorations consisted of some simple balloons and a banner with all of Owen's "month pictures." Everyone had fun seeing how much he's changed in a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsX_mDjctI/AAAAAAAABJM/cr7S9SdrXQU/s1600/IMG_2087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsX_mDjctI/AAAAAAAABJM/cr7S9SdrXQU/s320/IMG_2087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497514151450473170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We opened some gifts.  This boy sure is loved! (loved/spoiled)  He cleaned up at this party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsYjhouD5I/AAAAAAAABJU/DN5Nqrs-3Mc/s1600/IMG_2102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsYjhouD5I/AAAAAAAABJU/DN5Nqrs-3Mc/s320/IMG_2102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497514768739471250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cake time!  He wasn't so sure at first.  He actually was more interested in the donut ears than the cake itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsZIxfQI7I/AAAAAAAABJc/yfWDsJfiD8w/s1600/IMG_2117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsZIxfQI7I/AAAAAAAABJc/yfWDsJfiD8w/s320/IMG_2117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497515408649888690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once he got going there was no stopping him.  That cake was toast.  It was so fun to watch him dig in.  The highchair needed a good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hosedown&lt;/span&gt; anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsZl3PBr3I/AAAAAAAABJk/RLNwsSfzgB0/s1600/IMG_2127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsZl3PBr3I/AAAAAAAABJk/RLNwsSfzgB0/s320/IMG_2127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497515908408651634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsZ3JD89JI/AAAAAAAABJs/vKiEePQo7_k/s1600/IMG_2139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsZ3JD89JI/AAAAAAAABJs/vKiEePQo7_k/s320/IMG_2139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497516205251818642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a little clean up it was time to play with some of the new presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsaRnkke4I/AAAAAAAABJ0/BAyX8P_1cbU/s1600/IMG_2147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsaRnkke4I/AAAAAAAABJ0/BAyX8P_1cbU/s320/IMG_2147.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497516660118289282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Molly wasn't so sure about some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, everyone had to leave and go back home.  Some travelled quite a distance for the party, which was truly appreciated.  We all had such a great time, and I'm sure Owen really loved his party.&lt;br /&gt;It's unbelievable that he is a year old now.  I know it sounds very cliche, but that first year flew by so fast I can't even believe it.  He has been such a great addition to our lives and has changed it in ways I never would have imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsb9iaJ81I/AAAAAAAABJ8/JOlF33819gU/s1600/IMG_2170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsb9iaJ81I/AAAAAAAABJ8/JOlF33819gU/s320/IMG_2170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497518514158302034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh this time is still such a blur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEscqitgcSI/AAAAAAAABKE/sIZ8cqjOQQs/s1600/IMG_2468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEscqitgcSI/AAAAAAAABKE/sIZ8cqjOQQs/s320/IMG_2468.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497519287333581090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a difference a year makes.  He still makes my heart melt every day!&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/36571151-7745795984071087716?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/7745795984071087716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=7745795984071087716' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/7745795984071087716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/7745795984071087716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/07/milestone.html' title='Milestone'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TEsWTOE6tsI/AAAAAAAABIs/PQ6W7UZlX5M/s72-c/IMG_2073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-448305494958853527</id><published>2010-06-29T13:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T13:25:20.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TCosacFYEgI/AAAAAAAABIg/sKcosoLMzCo/s1600/IMG_1954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/TCosacFYEgI/AAAAAAAABIg/sKcosoLMzCo/s320/IMG_1954.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488247928631333378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello everyone!  I know we have been slow with the blog lately, but the computer is about to go.  I have succeeded in filling up the  hard drive (which my computer-competent friend did not believe)  We have tons of pics and posts waiting, but I can't load anything else in right now.  We are having it fixed and rebuilt in the next couple weeks, so hold on tight for more blog updates soon.  Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-448305494958853527?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/448305494958853527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=448305494958853527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/448305494958853527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/448305494958853527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-break.html' title='Blog 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href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/2542173476025374772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=2542173476025374772' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/2542173476025374772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/2542173476025374772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/05/look-who-can-walk.html' title='Look who can walk......'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-5422571366133871522</id><published>2010-05-27T21:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T21:46:20.944-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eleven Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S_8fyTHLfYI/AAAAAAAABIY/N1wcUoaV--o/s1600/IMG_1732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S_8fyTHLfYI/AAAAAAAABIY/N1wcUoaV--o/s320/IMG_1732.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476130620890119554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One month til the big day!  Yes, that is a bruise on his cheek too.  Learning to walk is hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-5422571366133871522?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/5422571366133871522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=5422571366133871522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5422571366133871522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5422571366133871522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/05/eleven-months.html' title='Eleven Months'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S_8fyTHLfYI/AAAAAAAABIY/N1wcUoaV--o/s72-c/IMG_1732.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-5953559368280110995</id><published>2010-05-25T12:12:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T12:33:58.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping us on our toes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello!  I haven't been posting much lately, but with good reason.  Mr. Owen has been moving insanely fast.  He took his first steps, learned to climb the stairs, learned how to flush the toilet (and throw things into the toilet), and how to say "Hi Dada."  This was just last week.  He also has two teeth just breaking through too.  Here's a pictorial of the last couple weeks.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S_v4CCsJMFI/AAAAAAAABHY/AHOPaDQOUuw/s1600/IMG_1522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S_v4CCsJMFI/AAAAAAAABHY/AHOPaDQOUuw/s320/IMG_1522.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475242485964419154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aw, c'mon mom.  You know all those towels belong on the floor!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S_v4g59pkSI/AAAAAAAABHg/EIhiICerTFw/s1600/IMG_1540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S_v4g59pkSI/AAAAAAAABHg/EIhiICerTFw/s320/IMG_1540.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475243016197869858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 phones are always better than 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S_v7tMccm-I/AAAAAAAABIQ/Ol2lCQJs1QU/s1600/IMG_1597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S_v7tMccm-I/AAAAAAAABIQ/Ol2lCQJs1QU/s320/IMG_1597.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475246525852195810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will empty this bookcase in about 10 seconds!&lt;br /&gt;Interesting note: He always goes for the "Rapid Interpretation of EKG's" book first, maybe that means he will be a cardiologist? Maybe it's fluorescent orange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S_v5cea7FvI/AAAAAAAABHw/OnzbJqEELlk/s1600/IMG_1709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S_v5cea7FvI/AAAAAAAABHw/OnzbJqEELlk/s320/IMG_1709.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475244039596611314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love Ziploc bags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S_v5yQktSyI/AAAAAAAABH4/C4Q8p4h-CFg/s1600/IMG_1711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S_v5yQktSyI/AAAAAAAABH4/C4Q8p4h-CFg/s320/IMG_1711.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475244413836675874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why yes, my giraffe and ball belong in the bookcase.  My binkies also belong in the bathtub, and my sippy cups belong in my bib bin, and my shoes belong in the kitchen cabinets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S_v6YYr1BXI/AAAAAAAABIA/xMMo13_D-PQ/s1600/IMG_1712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S_v6YYr1BXI/AAAAAAAABIA/xMMo13_D-PQ/s320/IMG_1712.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475245068849055090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No explanation needed here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S_v69hrN5rI/AAAAAAAABII/X42esAsOWb4/s1600/IMG_1717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S_v69hrN5rI/AAAAAAAABII/X42esAsOWb4/s320/IMG_1717.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475245706917570226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Outside is the place to be! Yes he is wearing superhero PJ's with a cape...&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/36571151-5953559368280110995?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/5953559368280110995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=5953559368280110995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5953559368280110995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5953559368280110995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/05/keeping-us-on-our-toes.html' title='Keeping us on our toes'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S_v4CCsJMFI/AAAAAAAABHY/AHOPaDQOUuw/s72-c/IMG_1522.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-4827609330485442856</id><published>2010-05-08T20:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T21:12:32.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>On the eve of my first Mother's Day I am struck with how different this year is than years past.  Of course, I always enjoyed doing nice things for my mom and grandmothers on this day but it feels very different this year actually being a mother.  I am included in this society of moms and it is a very cool thing.&lt;br /&gt;So what does it mean to be a mom?  This year to me, being a mom has been such a rollercoaster of excitement, joy, frustration, sleep deprivation, surprise, and love.  My relationships have changed with my friends, coworkers, husband, and even my own mother.  Daily conversations have turned into discussions about poopy diapers, sleep schedules, and babyproofing.  Somehow my mothers day cards haven't been sent out yet because I can't seem to do anything on time anymore.  But I love every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;I have wanted to be a mommy for as long as I remember.  I feel so lucky that we are so fortunate to have such a great little boy that we get to see and hold and play with every day.&lt;br /&gt;I love being a mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S-YLVW3ZamI/AAAAAAAABHQ/NuRsITEE2BY/s1600/IMG_1227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S-YLVW3ZamI/AAAAAAAABHQ/NuRsITEE2BY/s320/IMG_1227.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469071259031136866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-4827609330485442856?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/4827609330485442856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=4827609330485442856' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/4827609330485442856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/4827609330485442856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S-YLVW3ZamI/AAAAAAAABHQ/NuRsITEE2BY/s72-c/IMG_1227.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-2117099381186915981</id><published>2010-05-05T19:30:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T20:09:33.429-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A few weeks ago we took our first family vacation. We gave ourselves a long weekend and traveled down&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)"&gt;Publish Post&lt;/a&gt; to Pittsburgh to see our dear high school friends....The Parvez clan, the Oldfield clan and Shortie. Seeing everyone brought back a lot of good memories and a great time was had by everyone. Even though we all live a few hours apart and see one another every few months, when we do meet up, it doesn't feel like we have missed a beat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We stayed in downtown Pittsburgh at the &lt;a href="http://www.omnihotels.com/FindAHotel/PittsburghWilliamPenn.aspx"&gt;Omni William Penn Hotel&lt;/a&gt;, which was a awesome. Owen seem to approve as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-IBTDunT5I/AAAAAAAAAvw/l1MO9XKSEpk/s320/IMG_1260.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467934324511166354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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: justify;"&gt;When we arrived, we were greeted with a yummy lunch at the Parvez's. After lunch we headed out for some ice cream (seems to be a tradition when we go to Pittsburgh).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-IBRnwCcxI/AAAAAAAAAvY/WfbTMrucnmw/s1600/IMG_1246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-IBRnwCcxI/AAAAAAAAAvY/WfbTMrucnmw/s320/IMG_1246.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467934299821077266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After getting our ice cream, we head to the park to enjoy the beautiful day and catch up with everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-IBScd1IzI/AAAAAAAAAvo/qtfqCaaI7lY/s1600/IMG_1256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-IBScd1IzI/AAAAAAAAAvo/qtfqCaaI7lY/s320/IMG_1256.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467934313971786546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was our first time meeting Azeem. He is such a cutie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-IBSBEYjlI/AAAAAAAAAvg/zGKT1WuLqQM/s1600/IMG_1251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-IBSBEYjlI/AAAAAAAAAvg/zGKT1WuLqQM/s320/IMG_1251.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467934306617298514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&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="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We help celebrate Arman's 2nd birthday with cupcakes and coffee at the &lt;a href="http://www.pittsburghkids.org/"&gt;Children's Museum of Pittsburgh&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-ICk7R_PlI/AAAAAAAAAwA/wwp07h9y3Ck/s1600/IMG_1269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-ICk7R_PlI/AAAAAAAAAwA/wwp07h9y3Ck/s320/IMG_1269.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467935730992889426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-IBTUdJpjI/AAAAAAAAAv4/R0zyLYWgAss/s320/IMG_1267.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467934329001322034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&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;Owen's favorite things were a fish tank.....&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-ICl7sr0pI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/JnPk3GH5XNI/s320/IMG_1294.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467935748284732050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&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;and the huge light brite.&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-IClpecvPI/AAAAAAAAAwI/-2tcfwNUalU/s320/IMG_1291.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467935743393185010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Ok, ok, ok....Dad also enjoyed the huge light brite......&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-ICmBBl5sI/AAAAAAAAAwY/n10IFDIRTcM/s320/IMG_1296.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467935749714601666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Owen also enjoyed the water part of the museum. He thought it was a big bathtub. &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/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-ICmgB0pHI/AAAAAAAAAwg/W7n74LtqdpY/s320/IMG_1312.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467935758037066866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-IIU-77LfI/AAAAAAAAAw4/MKigHApl6cM/s320/IMG_1317.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467942054165949938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&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;But I think the winner's of having the most fun in the water goes to Matt and the twins.&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-IDXxju1hI/AAAAAAAAAwo/mta_Dc_WGoQ/s320/IMG_1328.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467936604556285458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;This picture is a picture that puts a huge smile on my face. This is the beginning of a new generation of best friends....just like their parents have with each other, no matter where life takes them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-IDYEQm3fI/AAAAAAAAAww/JqxSasY_Du8/s1600/IMG_1340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-IDYEQm3fI/AAAAAAAAAww/JqxSasY_Du8/s320/IMG_1340.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467936609576345074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was great seeing everyone. We miss you all and can not wait to continue the fun times the next time we all can meet.&lt;/div&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="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-IBScd1IzI/AAAAAAAAAvo/qtfqCaaI7lY/s1600/IMG_1256.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-ICmgB0pHI/AAAAAAAAAwg/W7n74LtqdpY/s1600/IMG_1312.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-IClpecvPI/AAAAAAAAAwI/-2tcfwNUalU/s1600/IMG_1291.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-ICk7R_PlI/AAAAAAAAAwA/wwp07h9y3Ck/s1600/IMG_1269.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-ICk7R_PlI/AAAAAAAAAwA/wwp07h9y3Ck/s1600/IMG_1269.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-ICk7R_PlI/AAAAAAAAAwA/wwp07h9y3Ck/s1600/IMG_1269.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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/36571151-2117099381186915981?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/2117099381186915981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=2117099381186915981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/2117099381186915981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/2117099381186915981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/05/weekend-getaway.html' title='Weekend Getaway'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S-IBTDunT5I/AAAAAAAAAvw/l1MO9XKSEpk/s72-c/IMG_1260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-5368428494987903090</id><published>2010-05-04T12:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T12:58:43.898-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S-BQ9Bs5h6I/AAAAAAAABGw/JGK4l2ODADo/s1600/IMG_1436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S-BQ9Bs5h6I/AAAAAAAABGw/JGK4l2ODADo/s320/IMG_1436.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467458956986779554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't believe we are into double digits!  He wouldn't still still of course, so the pics turned out pretty funny. &lt;br /&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/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S-BRjUYg6fI/AAAAAAAABHI/xl8_Y7FxCCw/s1600/IMG_1367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S-BRjUYg6fI/AAAAAAAABHI/xl8_Y7FxCCw/s320/IMG_1367.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467459614836582898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi cars!  It is way more fun to wave at everyone than to take these pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S-BRN9lfE2I/AAAAAAAABG4/2lz4EHSKxf8/s1600/IMG_1369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S-BRN9lfE2I/AAAAAAAABG4/2lz4EHSKxf8/s320/IMG_1369.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467459247939720034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S-BRa2is_1I/AAAAAAAABHA/49aMUzaLGnk/s1600/IMG_1432.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Oh you wanted the sign to be in the picture?  Read it and weep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S-BRa2is_1I/AAAAAAAABHA/49aMUzaLGnk/s1600/IMG_1432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S-BRa2is_1I/AAAAAAAABHA/49aMUzaLGnk/s320/IMG_1432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467459469387300690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes I will throw this sign behind the couch 3 times!&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/36571151-5368428494987903090?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/5368428494987903090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=5368428494987903090' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5368428494987903090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5368428494987903090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/05/ten-months.html' title='Ten Months'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S-BQ9Bs5h6I/AAAAAAAABGw/JGK4l2ODADo/s72-c/IMG_1436.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-4015620785257801937</id><published>2010-04-10T20:58:00.023-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T22:14:40.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>Well this is going to be a long one folks!  I got my new camera lens the day we left for Horseheads and went a little picture crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great Easter weekend with our families.  The weather was sunny and in the 80's, which was insane, and made for some great outdoor time.  Here comes the pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We knew we were back in Horseheads when the front page story in the paper read "Trout Season Opens"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EfPcjX_4I/AAAAAAAABD4/rYwZSLAv-YM/s1600/IMG_0953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EfPcjX_4I/AAAAAAAABD4/rYwZSLAv-YM/s320/IMG_0953.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458678573572816770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Owen loved Grandpa's fish tank&lt;br /&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/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8Efjhjy8OI/AAAAAAAABEA/6qGMJtUXmYg/s1600/IMG_0957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8Efjhjy8OI/AAAAAAAABEA/6qGMJtUXmYg/s320/IMG_0957.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458678918514143458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a great time at the playground, especially the swings.&lt;br /&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/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EgStkPT9I/AAAAAAAABEQ/E4bSHX2uIKE/s1600/IMG_0997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EgStkPT9I/AAAAAAAABEQ/E4bSHX2uIKE/s320/IMG_0997.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458679729191079890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EhGW_iZFI/AAAAAAAABEY/4qTHvyM_Db0/s1600/IMG_1014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EhGW_iZFI/AAAAAAAABEY/4qTHvyM_Db0/s320/IMG_1014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458680616484758610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8Ei-5OdUEI/AAAAAAAABEg/S0wFaQ0nmU8/s1600/IMG_1012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8Ei-5OdUEI/AAAAAAAABEg/S0wFaQ0nmU8/s320/IMG_1012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458682687258447938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed back to Grandma Hall's house to see Aunt Jenn and cousins Gracie and Alex. Alex and Owen loved each other this visit. They were definitely attached quite a bit more now that Owen is more mobile. Alex would say 'Awwww" and go kiss Owen. Too much cuteness! He also showed Owen how to bang on the fireplace doors and other fun ways to get into trouble he he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EkIKL-MmI/AAAAAAAABEo/O-ovP6ejoFw/s1600/IMG_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EkIKL-MmI/AAAAAAAABEo/O-ovP6ejoFw/s320/IMG_1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458683945941873250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EkaD9DdzI/AAAAAAAABEw/yYuTHoENStk/s1600/IMG_1027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EkaD9DdzI/AAAAAAAABEw/yYuTHoENStk/s320/IMG_1027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458684253506336562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He enjoyed a nice wagon ride around the neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8Emoj48wOI/AAAAAAAABE4/uiImfkh8XAM/s1600/IMG_1032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8Emoj48wOI/AAAAAAAABE4/uiImfkh8XAM/s320/IMG_1032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458686701620478178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EnBdF_F_I/AAAAAAAABFA/Z80QTR_y58c/s1600/IMG_1037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EnBdF_F_I/AAAAAAAABFA/Z80QTR_y58c/s320/IMG_1037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458687129292838898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to church in the morning then went back and got our Easter baskets and played a little bit. The grownups got a few goodies too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EngdrC-TI/AAAAAAAABFI/ihqTzWauoiI/s1600/IMG_1093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EngdrC-TI/AAAAAAAABFI/ihqTzWauoiI/s320/IMG_1093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458687662024227122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8En1qkuGnI/AAAAAAAABFQ/_EEnHMHz7sM/s1600/IMG_1099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8En1qkuGnI/AAAAAAAABFQ/_EEnHMHz7sM/s320/IMG_1099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458688026264607346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EoMhmfhII/AAAAAAAABFY/Y67_xSgL2pQ/s1600/IMG_1106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EoMhmfhII/AAAAAAAABFY/Y67_xSgL2pQ/s320/IMG_1106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458688418993112194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the end of our trip, we went to Gammy and Gampy's house for the famous Easter egg hunt outside and more food.  The kiddos found the eggs pretty quickly I must say.  We all had a great time and it was nice to see everyone for the Easter holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EpuX2b7FI/AAAAAAAABFo/82zViGYwVMU/s1600/IMG_1123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EpuX2b7FI/AAAAAAAABFo/82zViGYwVMU/s320/IMG_1123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458690100002810962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8Er69t7iOI/AAAAAAAABF4/RcWFPXKVhzg/s1600/IMG_1159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8Er69t7iOI/AAAAAAAABF4/RcWFPXKVhzg/s320/IMG_1159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458692515349367010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EsgYY2-VI/AAAAAAAABGA/wv9J6KHh5v0/s1600/IMG_1135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EsgYY2-VI/AAAAAAAABGA/wv9J6KHh5v0/s320/IMG_1135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458693158163904850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EtMK4Hq0I/AAAAAAAABGI/A7CtDKYfOT0/s1600/IMG_1168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EtMK4Hq0I/AAAAAAAABGI/A7CtDKYfOT0/s320/IMG_1168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458693910451170114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EuwbRAy3I/AAAAAAAABGY/QAzGun9A_dM/s1600/IMG_1132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EuwbRAy3I/AAAAAAAABGY/QAzGun9A_dM/s320/IMG_1132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458695632837462898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EvE-c7N7I/AAAAAAAABGg/WNshkUkiV0s/s1600/IMG_1155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EvE-c7N7I/AAAAAAAABGg/WNshkUkiV0s/s320/IMG_1155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458695985880053682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EvkCZKqMI/AAAAAAAABGo/5IAXk2owtT8/s1600/IMG_1178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EvkCZKqMI/AAAAAAAABGo/5IAXk2owtT8/s320/IMG_1178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458696519513974978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-4015620785257801937?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/4015620785257801937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=4015620785257801937' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/4015620785257801937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/4015620785257801937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EfPcjX_4I/AAAAAAAABD4/rYwZSLAv-YM/s72-c/IMG_0953.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-5076166565388940586</id><published>2010-04-10T20:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T20:57:17.881-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Gracie, Natalie, and Dad!</title><content type='html'>You guys all have birthdays so close together!  We were able to celebrate while we were in Horseheads over Easter weekend.  Gracie is now 4 years old, Dad is 39 (right Dad?) and Miss Natalie is a big 10 years old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EcZ9oA88I/AAAAAAAABDY/COsqyok2rgY/s1600/IMG_1068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EcZ9oA88I/AAAAAAAABDY/COsqyok2rgY/s320/IMG_1068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458675455714456514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Gracie at her princess party, so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8Eds6vi3zI/AAAAAAAABDo/JOwMIIjvoR8/s1600/IMG_1152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8Eds6vi3zI/AAAAAAAABDo/JOwMIIjvoR8/s320/IMG_1152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458676880869875506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can't believe that Natalie is 10 years old!  I remember the day you were born little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EdIFnn2oI/AAAAAAAABDg/qCXPhenfIwc/s1600/IMG_1138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EdIFnn2oI/AAAAAAAABDg/qCXPhenfIwc/s320/IMG_1138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458676248134277762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Dad cooking everyone some chicken.  What did he get from his daughter for his birthday?  A very Dad gift of a new polo (that was easily matched with his colorblindedness) and new socks.  Very exciting huh?&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/36571151-5076166565388940586?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/5076166565388940586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=5076166565388940586' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5076166565388940586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5076166565388940586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-gracie-natalie-and-dad.html' title='Happy Birthday Gracie, Natalie, and Dad!'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S8EcZ9oA88I/AAAAAAAABDY/COsqyok2rgY/s72-c/IMG_1068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-7759996731193369080</id><published>2010-03-30T13:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T13:07:24.774-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S7IvNmgvFcI/AAAAAAAABDI/hOKg2fQ7K6Y/s1600/IMG_0911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S7IvNmgvFcI/AAAAAAAABDI/hOKg2fQ7K6Y/s320/IMG_0911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454474009421747650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S7IveutITdI/AAAAAAAABDQ/bYrb30meksM/s1600/IMG_0912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S7IveutITdI/AAAAAAAABDQ/bYrb30meksM/s320/IMG_0912.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454474303678991826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. Owen is nine months old! &lt;br /&gt;19 lbs 3 oz&lt;br /&gt;28.5" tall&lt;br /&gt;growing up into a big boy too fast...&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/36571151-7759996731193369080?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/7759996731193369080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=7759996731193369080' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/7759996731193369080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/7759996731193369080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/03/nine-months.html' title='Nine Months'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S7IvNmgvFcI/AAAAAAAABDI/hOKg2fQ7K6Y/s72-c/IMG_0911.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-7958390695468451446</id><published>2010-03-16T12:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T12:11:09.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patty's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: 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/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S5-tMTQRGLI/AAAAAAAABC4/D-iAdhE79xc/s1600-h/IMG_0802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S5-tMTQRGLI/AAAAAAAABC4/D-iAdhE79xc/s320/IMG_0802.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449264500980127922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S5-tX-khoJI/AAAAAAAABDA/YV30g1BIuBw/s1600-h/IMG_0807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S5-tX-khoJI/AAAAAAAABDA/YV30g1BIuBw/s320/IMG_0807.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449264701586382994" border="0" /&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/36571151-7958390695468451446?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/7958390695468451446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=7958390695468451446' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/7958390695468451446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/7958390695468451446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-st-pattys-day.html' title='Happy St. Patty&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S5-tMTQRGLI/AAAAAAAABC4/D-iAdhE79xc/s72-c/IMG_0802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-7841904135058108548</id><published>2010-03-14T11:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T11:24:45.584-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ski Bunnies</title><content type='html'>This post is pretty outdated, but for Valentine's Day we decided to do something different rather than the traditional going out for dinner....we went skiing. Teresa and I have been talking about skiing for the past 10 years we have lived in Buffalo, but never made it until now.&lt;div&gt;Teresa had never skied before, and I haven't skied in about 15 years. After a quick 2 hourlesson, we were on our own.&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/S5z-gZUIDfI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/Msz-G51OB_Y/s1600-h/IMG_3093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S5z-gZUIDfI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/Msz-G51OB_Y/s320/IMG_3093.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448509481716026866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Here you can see Teresa picked up on skiing pretty quickly. In the background is one of the resorts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S5z-gNaJLYI/AAAAAAAAAvI/VzR-VzOI8oo/s320/IMG_3091.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great day. The weather was ideal for skiing and it is something hope to do a few times a year now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&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/36571151-7841904135058108548?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/7841904135058108548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=7841904135058108548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/7841904135058108548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/7841904135058108548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/03/ski-bunnies.html' title='Ski Bunnies'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S5z-gZUIDfI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/Msz-G51OB_Y/s72-c/IMG_3093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-3833509454171550141</id><published>2010-03-09T10:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T11:01:54.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This shoot didn't go so well, as the little guy will not stay still anymore.  Oh well, it's a true reflection of what he's doing at this age right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S5Zv6GcrVFI/AAAAAAAABCg/Lvtkkdw6bAM/s1600-h/IMG_0665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S5Zv6GcrVFI/AAAAAAAABCg/Lvtkkdw6bAM/s320/IMG_0665.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446663843305182290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S5ZwR8EQtiI/AAAAAAAABCo/5cnN_px4Hp8/s1600-h/IMG_0669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S5ZwR8EQtiI/AAAAAAAABCo/5cnN_px4Hp8/s320/IMG_0669.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446664252835280418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S5ZwqLbISeI/AAAAAAAABCw/a4h8SkBAZms/s1600-h/IMG_0674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S5ZwqLbISeI/AAAAAAAABCw/a4h8SkBAZms/s320/IMG_0674.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446664669274589666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Silly little rascal&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/36571151-3833509454171550141?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/3833509454171550141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=3833509454171550141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3833509454171550141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3833509454171550141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/03/eight-months.html' title='Eight months'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S5Zv6GcrVFI/AAAAAAAABCg/Lvtkkdw6bAM/s72-c/IMG_0665.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-4292277360848216997</id><published>2010-03-04T11:35:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T11:54:27.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bath time!</title><content type='html'>Owen gets his bath every night right before bed.  I must say, he enjoys the ritual every night and knows what order we do things by heart now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_iCGG69SI/AAAAAAAABBg/JY5MbH8Mcbg/s1600-h/IMG_0496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_iCGG69SI/AAAAAAAABBg/JY5MbH8Mcbg/s320/IMG_0496.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444819000141477154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He always knows it's time for his bath after dinner.  This is strategic for us so we can clean up the inevitably messy hand/face/clothes combo after eating his dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_ijiUhZtI/AAAAAAAABBo/k4ZS0hTz4Xc/s1600-h/IMG_0626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_ijiUhZtI/AAAAAAAABBo/k4ZS0hTz4Xc/s320/IMG_0626.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444819574650398418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we go upstairs and get our dirty clothes off, take our medicine, and have a little "naked tushie time"  He makes a beeline for the bathroom and waits for the water to warm up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_jCESJMWI/AAAAAAAABBw/BY3C6VfCrfE/s1600-h/IMG_0631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_jCESJMWI/AAAAAAAABBw/BY3C6VfCrfE/s320/IMG_0631.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444820099163304290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then he gets really excited and cracks himself up watching the bubbles and his toys floating around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_jYvd--9I/AAAAAAAABB4/-BinqmAlzsg/s1600-h/IMG_0640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_jYvd--9I/AAAAAAAABB4/-BinqmAlzsg/s320/IMG_0640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444820488712813522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We play with toys while mommy washes little toes and fingers and sings silly made up songs about his little toesies and handsies and how they're not stinky anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_j7iskW4I/AAAAAAAABCA/ksiZdw1UCQU/s1600-h/IMG_0636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_j7iskW4I/AAAAAAAABCA/ksiZdw1UCQU/s320/IMG_0636.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444821086579743618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course a funny hairdo is in order when we shampoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_kSInwiMI/AAAAAAAABCI/zXx0x7T_ieY/s1600-h/IMG_0646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_kSInwiMI/AAAAAAAABCI/zXx0x7T_ieY/s320/IMG_0646.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444821474717239490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then it's time to get out and dry off.  He always gets very sad when it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_kyOojHYI/AAAAAAAABCQ/d5qeEUaGwIs/s1600-h/IMG_0649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_kyOojHYI/AAAAAAAABCQ/d5qeEUaGwIs/s320/IMG_0649.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444822026086980994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He checks the status of his toes and fingers to make sure mommy did a thorough cleaning job before we proceed with the donning of the PJ's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_lQFTtSnI/AAAAAAAABCY/JD0Se5cWOyo/s1600-h/IMG_0652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_lQFTtSnI/AAAAAAAABCY/JD0Se5cWOyo/s320/IMG_0652.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444822538979723890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We apply various lotions, powders, creams, and brush his hair.  This kid's skin is in better shape than my own.  Then we go back to the mirror to tell ourselves what a handsome little man he is.  Bath time is fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-4292277360848216997?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/4292277360848216997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=4292277360848216997' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/4292277360848216997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/4292277360848216997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/03/bath-time.html' title='Bath time!'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_iCGG69SI/AAAAAAAABBg/JY5MbH8Mcbg/s72-c/IMG_0496.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-7577238805484917171</id><published>2010-03-04T11:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T11:35:38.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Baby</title><content type='html'>Being a Buffalo boy, we thought Owen would enjoy the snow.  We bundled him all up and took him outside after the snow last weekend.  He certainly was not amused.  He couldn't move in his snowsuit (channeling Randy from a Christmas story,) which annoyed him to no end.  He didn't like the snowflakes falling on his face, and he certainly didn't seem to enjoy the cold and snow.  I hope he learns to like it next winter, so we can do snow angels and make snow men.  Time will tell I suppose.  Here's some pics of the grumpy snowman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_gIRFe-5I/AAAAAAAABBA/dnVNdpen3Tc/s1600-h/IMG_0458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_gIRFe-5I/AAAAAAAABBA/dnVNdpen3Tc/s320/IMG_0458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444816907144199058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He really seemed like he wanted to go out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_gY9NmngI/AAAAAAAABBI/IoqVGgtoofw/s1600-h/IMG_0654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_gY9NmngI/AAAAAAAABBI/IoqVGgtoofw/s320/IMG_0654.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444817193867320834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm king of the mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_gn-U4s1I/AAAAAAAABBQ/Onw_UFm0gvU/s1600-h/IMG_0657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_gn-U4s1I/AAAAAAAABBQ/Onw_UFm0gvU/s320/IMG_0657.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444817451864339282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not amused Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_g3sEX21I/AAAAAAAABBY/tqEQy7zi38s/s1600-h/IMG_0659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_g3sEX21I/AAAAAAAABBY/tqEQy7zi38s/s320/IMG_0659.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444817721841146706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe if I play dead, they'll just take my back inside so I can play with my toys&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/36571151-7577238805484917171?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/7577238805484917171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=7577238805484917171' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/7577238805484917171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/7577238805484917171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/03/snow-baby.html' title='Snow Baby'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S4_gIRFe-5I/AAAAAAAABBA/dnVNdpen3Tc/s72-c/IMG_0458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-801313389815796782</id><published>2010-02-12T17:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T07:44:37.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Where did the time go?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We have noticed that a number of the blogs we follow, have seem to have come to a halt. A number of reasons come to mind, but I am sure the biggest reason is due to not having enough time. I find that there is not enough time in day to get everything done, even if you start the day bright and early with a plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;when I was younger, time seemed to stand still....I thought birthday's, Christmas's, summer vacation and the weekends would never come. Now I find myself saying "I can't believe it is the holidays season again" or "where did summer go?"I work 12 hour days and find I could stay at work for a few more hours and still be behind. I start each day with a plan, but daily activities always have a different plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been almost 8 months since Owen has arrived and everyday has been awesome. There is something about your son looking at you everyday with that look. You know the look...the look of innocence. That look everyday makes me take a few steps back to make sure I enjoy every minute of everyday. 8 months has flown by.....I trying to hold on so I am not saying "Where did time go? He was just born yesterday and now he is off to college in South Bend or Chapel Hill."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So how is Owen spending his time? He watched his first Superbowl last weekend. He did very well. He stayed up until about the end of the 3rd quarter and won the pool...$100. Not bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night we all went to the car show, which is an annual tradition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Owen can not decide between the Porsche or the Corvette...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S3XYYQ12fLI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Oh2OotesESY/s1600-h/IMG00240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S3XYYQ12fLI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Oh2OotesESY/s320/IMG00240.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437490036469038258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S3XYYEhrbiI/AAAAAAAAAuo/Xo7CUbAiS7w/s320/IMG00241.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437490033163202082" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But his favorite thing had to be sitting the huge tire on the monster truck (Yes, that tire is a Goodyear tire).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S3XYYEhrbiI/AAAAAAAAAuo/Xo7CUbAiS7w/s1600-h/IMG00241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S3XY_n0RSII/AAAAAAAAAvA/YvAJmRb6bp8/s320/IMG00242.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437490712651319426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&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/36571151-801313389815796782?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/801313389815796782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=801313389815796782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/801313389815796782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/801313389815796782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/02/where-did-time-go.html' title='&quot;Where did the time go?&quot;'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S3XYYQ12fLI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Oh2OotesESY/s72-c/IMG00240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-8669308320274382716</id><published>2010-01-28T20:27:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T20:48:21.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Boy</title><content type='html'>Mr. Owen has been very busy these days.  Now that he is mobile, he is all over the place checking everything out.  Time to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;babyproof&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has the busy boy been doing lately?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I6Vs-7yuI/AAAAAAAAA_4/3XQdSxOgVw4/s1600-h/IMG_0329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I6Vs-7yuI/AAAAAAAAA_4/3XQdSxOgVw4/s320/IMG_0329.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431968245089028834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I6APrJYmI/AAAAAAAAA_w/ByO-UOE_XbE/s1600-h/IMG_0260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I6APrJYmI/AAAAAAAAA_w/ByO-UOE_XbE/s320/IMG_0260.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431967876444152418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing with his toys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I7LZC0c1I/AAAAAAAABAI/HV_E6ET0zbY/s1600-h/IMG_0264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I7LZC0c1I/AAAAAAAABAI/HV_E6ET0zbY/s320/IMG_0264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431969167449551698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I62svey0I/AAAAAAAABAA/ACsNrpGi7jE/s1600-h/IMG_0290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I62svey0I/AAAAAAAABAA/ACsNrpGi7jE/s320/IMG_0290.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431968811959896898" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Hanging out with Mom and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I7s919eII/AAAAAAAABAQ/mk-DUXbLhcw/s1600-h/IMG_0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I7s919eII/AAAAAAAABAQ/mk-DUXbLhcw/s320/IMG_0303.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431969744263411842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I8BbykHjI/AAAAAAAABAY/frwMAr5wCbo/s1600-h/IMG_0377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I8BbykHjI/AAAAAAAABAY/frwMAr5wCbo/s320/IMG_0377.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431970095899614770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying out some new foods &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I8z78MFpI/AAAAAAAABAg/SQWfXdnoNQQ/s1600-h/IMG_0374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I8z78MFpI/AAAAAAAABAg/SQWfXdnoNQQ/s320/IMG_0374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431970963523376786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I9MTJWjDI/AAAAAAAABAo/pH_43c4js5c/s1600-h/IMG_0339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I9MTJWjDI/AAAAAAAABAo/pH_43c4js5c/s320/IMG_0339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431971382069464114" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Pulling up on everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I-GCnOorI/AAAAAAAABA4/ALP_coj8k3E/s1600-h/IMG_0370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I-GCnOorI/AAAAAAAABA4/ALP_coj8k3E/s320/IMG_0370.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431972374063784626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And being just pretty darn cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-8669308320274382716?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/8669308320274382716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=8669308320274382716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8669308320274382716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8669308320274382716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/01/busy-busy-boy.html' title='Busy Busy Boy'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I6Vs-7yuI/AAAAAAAAA_4/3XQdSxOgVw4/s72-c/IMG_0329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-2445992673733910337</id><published>2010-01-28T20:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T20:27:03.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I5MmKrh2I/AAAAAAAAA_o/zNlZWoxIBuA/s1600-h/IMG_0365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I5MmKrh2I/AAAAAAAAA_o/zNlZWoxIBuA/s320/IMG_0365.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431966989128796002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's starting to get pretty difficult to sit him in one spot for these shots now&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/36571151-2445992673733910337?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/2445992673733910337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=2445992673733910337' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/2445992673733910337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/2445992673733910337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/01/seven-months.html' title='Seven Months'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S2I5MmKrh2I/AAAAAAAAA_o/zNlZWoxIBuA/s72-c/IMG_0365.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-1177889116286088863</id><published>2010-01-21T20:26:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T21:08:52.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Extreme Home Makeover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ever since we have moved in to our house we have never been totally satisfied with how each of the bathrooms looked. If you remember, back in April (See April blog post) we had some one do our upstairs bathroom which was a complete demo and rebuild, something we did not want to tackle ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Over the holidays, Dennis was off for two weeks due to the plant holiday shutdown and Teresa had a week off as well, so we finally decided to redo our downstairs bathroom. This is something we have wanted to do since we moved in, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;focused&lt;/span&gt; on the other areas of the house first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S1kC-lKcGUI/AAAAAAAAAtw/vHF5HvFX9zk/s320/IMG_3071.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429374099922884930" /&gt;Here is a picture of the bathroom before I tore out the existing floor. Looks pretty neutral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S1kC_DLpxWI/AAAAAAAAAt4/jFl85Lc7pGQ/s320/IMG_3079.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429374107981038946" /&gt;After tearing up the linoleum, we put down a backboard. This wasn't bad, but I did all the cutting in our family room and the whole house was a dust cloud for the duration of this project.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S1kC_UDuCqI/AAAAAAAAAuA/440VxZt_5LY/s320/IMG_3086.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429374112511167138" /&gt;Here you can see Teresa cutting some tile (Thanks Jenn and Sam for the use of the Wet Saw, and all of your help and guidance during this).  Cutting the tile quite possibly was the part of this project we enjoyed the most.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S1kE-1aotmI/AAAAAAAAAuY/c1aL1Ug_7ow/s320/IMG_3087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the saw was low on water, rather than turning the water back on for a small amount of water, we were creative and use the elements...that's right, we put some snow in the reservoir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S1kC_x_Um1I/AAAAAAAAAuI/MoOq0Dqn7Lo/s320/IMG_3085.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429374120545786706" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teresa did a great job spreading most of the mortar and laying the tile to ensure perfection. If Dennis did, he would have rushed and nothing would be straight. &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;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S1kDAXj3WbI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/s_82HZYvwmU/s320/IMG_3078.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429374130631170482" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While mom and dad were working away, others discovered "another baby" in the house. Owen loved looking in the mirror and I couldn't throw it out until a new one was put up.&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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;TA DA! OUR NEW DOWNSTAIRS BATHROOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/S1kBvU9FiqI/AAAAAAAAAto/Y2MESDZhXi8/s1600-h/IMG_0349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S1kBvU9FiqI/AAAAAAAAAto/Y2MESDZhXi8/s320/IMG_0349.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429372738362247842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were going to put the old vanity and sink back in, but after it came out we decided not to put it back. Teresa found this sink, complete with a granite counter top and back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;splash&lt;/span&gt; Lowe's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S1kBuhoxEDI/AAAAAAAAAtY/4SgERy8T-Qw/s1600-h/IMG_0348.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S1kBuhoxEDI/AAAAAAAAAtY/4SgERy8T-Qw/s320/IMG_0348.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429372724586811442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Target, we found a nice cabinet to store the bathroom essentials.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S1kHjGrz9SI/AAAAAAAAAug/dOiQJLMW5ls/s320/IMG_0350.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A new shower curtain to go along with the new paint job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S1kBuOjbOFI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/IccDqpfWB6E/s1600-h/IMG_0354.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S1kBuOjbOFI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/IccDqpfWB6E/s1600-h/IMG_0354.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S1kBuOjbOFI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/IccDqpfWB6E/s320/IMG_0354.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429372719464134738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of course, the newly tiled floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At first I tried talking Teresa out of doing this because I did not have a lot confidence that it would turn out how we were imagining it. I am glad she stuck to her guns.  It isn't perfect, as if a contractor did it, but knowing we were able to do this on our own, makes those small imperfections seem invisible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bring on the next home improvement...maybe landscaping in the spring! Stay tuned. &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/36571151-1177889116286088863?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/1177889116286088863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=1177889116286088863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/1177889116286088863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/1177889116286088863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-extreme-home-makeover.html' title='Another Extreme Home Makeover'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/S1kC-lKcGUI/AAAAAAAAAtw/vHF5HvFX9zk/s72-c/IMG_3071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-98903473479615504</id><published>2010-01-05T13:11:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T13:19:04.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0OCUeGfpoI/AAAAAAAAA_g/4YELC6nLv20/s1600-h/IMG_0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0OCUeGfpoI/AAAAAAAAA_g/4YELC6nLv20/s320/IMG_0050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423321664473507458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0OCIpbobWI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/vUHIqFKPkws/s1600-h/IMG_0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0OCIpbobWI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/vUHIqFKPkws/s320/IMG_0054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423321461356522850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0OBh5n7ysI/AAAAAAAAA_I/DMKr2FqRBx8/s1600-h/IMG_0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0OBh5n7ysI/AAAAAAAAA_I/DMKr2FqRBx8/s320/IMG_0055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423320795688192706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That paper didn't stand a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 lbs 3 oz&lt;br /&gt;26.1 inches long&lt;br /&gt;healthy and happy boy!&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/36571151-98903473479615504?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/98903473479615504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=98903473479615504' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/98903473479615504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/98903473479615504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/01/six-months.html' title='Six Months'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0OCUeGfpoI/AAAAAAAAA_g/4YELC6nLv20/s72-c/IMG_0050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-1627892540747330123</id><published>2010-01-03T21:41:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:18:17.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's First Christmas</title><content type='html'>We made the trek down to Horseheads for Owen's first Christmas.  It worked out great this year that it was on a Friday so we could enjoy a nice long weekend with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FWuMJFGZI/AAAAAAAAA9o/5_CTam8BZaE/s1600-h/IMG_3016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FWuMJFGZI/AAAAAAAAA9o/5_CTam8BZaE/s320/IMG_3016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422710777864067474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He looked very handsome in his little man church outfit for Christmas Eve.  I only took about 120 pictures of him in it.  He slept through most of church and was a such a good boy at the party afterward. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FXV38aSRI/AAAAAAAAA9w/CWNolt3GQPA/s1600-h/IMG_3038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FXV38aSRI/AAAAAAAAA9w/CWNolt3GQPA/s320/IMG_3038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422711459636988178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He had to get squeaky clean and ready for Santa when we got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FYL6x1FhI/AAAAAAAAA94/iMxwdFSW_VU/s1600-h/IMG_3042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FYL6x1FhI/AAAAAAAAA94/iMxwdFSW_VU/s320/IMG_3042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422712388110849554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Santa definitely came.  He was waiting so patiently with Grandpa on Christmas morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FYo9ewFQI/AAAAAAAAA-A/YNe36VdW1QI/s1600-h/IMG_3049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FYo9ewFQI/AAAAAAAAA-A/YNe36VdW1QI/s320/IMG_3049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422712887052342530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Owen in his new wagon.  He also got an activity table, sneakers (Air Jordans of course), books, rattles, stuffed animals, clothes,  and many many other nice gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FaWn35BvI/AAAAAAAAA-I/KU4MCAACAYU/s1600-h/IMG_3059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FaWn35BvI/AAAAAAAAA-I/KU4MCAACAYU/s320/IMG_3059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422714771037816562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later that day we went to my parent's house and opened even more gifts.  All the kiddos were there and got some great stuff as well.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FbFMUfUVI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/0sVMfVHV6Ws/s1600-h/IMG_3061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FbFMUfUVI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/0sVMfVHV6Ws/s320/IMG_3061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422715571095425362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He had a great time trying out his toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FcDUyfBhI/AAAAAAAAA-g/szS-YeVlfYo/s1600-h/IMG_3066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FcDUyfBhI/AAAAAAAAA-g/szS-YeVlfYo/s320/IMG_3066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422716638520608274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FcS2jmMwI/AAAAAAAAA-o/5UGvu9VoI-8/s1600-h/IMG_3069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FcS2jmMwI/AAAAAAAAA-o/5UGvu9VoI-8/s320/IMG_3069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422716905283007234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had some exhausted kiddos after all the festivities.  Cousin Alex fell asleep in his highchair at dinner.  Luckily Jenn's hand was there to catch his head.  Then Owen fell asleep in Aunt Dani's lap.  Aunt Sara gladly took him on the couch for a little snuggle and a nap.  I think we all felt like sleeping at that point.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FdGefBaRI/AAAAAAAAA-w/atbLMuHUOWk/s1600-h/IMG_3070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FdGefBaRI/AAAAAAAAA-w/atbLMuHUOWk/s320/IMG_3070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422717792174565650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got back to Buffalo and unloaded the truck in several trips.  We couldn't believe the loot we had!  Santa and our families were very very generous! &lt;br /&gt;It was definitely a more special holiday having a baby.  This year seemed so different than last even though we basically did the same things we do every year.  It's just so neat to see Owen experience everything for the first time.  He was such a good boy all weekend with all the parties, strangers, and being off his schedule.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-1627892540747330123?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/1627892540747330123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=1627892540747330123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/1627892540747330123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/1627892540747330123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/01/babys-first-christmas.html' title='Baby&apos;s First Christmas'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FWuMJFGZI/AAAAAAAAA9o/5_CTam8BZaE/s72-c/IMG_3016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-6600200147046217353</id><published>2010-01-03T21:14:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:40:00.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner Party</title><content type='html'>For the past 6 or 7 years we have had a holiday dinner and gift exchange with our friends in Buffalo.  It started as a small gathering in our student apartments and has grown in the past few years to include more friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FQDdvNDEI/AAAAAAAAA84/c0P7D97xzFU/s1600-h/IMG_2993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FQDdvNDEI/AAAAAAAAA84/c0P7D97xzFU/s320/IMG_2993.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422703446783233090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We hosted the party this year.  Everyone enjoyed some appetizers and drinks while we waited for the dinner to be ready.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FRTeQuBMI/AAAAAAAAA9I/adZ8Fjr288Q/s1600-h/IMG_2994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FRTeQuBMI/AAAAAAAAA9I/adZ8Fjr288Q/s320/IMG_2994.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422704821313340610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone brings a dish to pass, which makes it a whole lot easier on the host.  This year we had baked ziti, crockpot chicken, sweet potato soup, green bean casserole, potato pancakes, risotto, cheesy potatoes, and various sweet treats.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FRHAwSBhI/AAAAAAAAA9A/8Ejzan9hbts/s1600-h/IMG_2996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FRHAwSBhI/AAAAAAAAA9A/8Ejzan9hbts/s320/IMG_2996.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422704607234229778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FTMScdh1I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/6AX4lOVVwyo/s1600-h/IMG_2999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FTMScdh1I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/6AX4lOVVwyo/s320/IMG_2999.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422706896905537362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all ate way too much, as usual.  Everything was delicious.  Owen enjoyed the evening as well.  He had alot of girls paying attention to him and fighting over who got to hold him next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FUAH7v74I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/tDpactk26GI/s1600-h/IMG_3002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FUAH7v74I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/tDpactk26GI/s320/IMG_3002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422707787437174658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After dinner we did our secret santa gift exchange.  Dennis got some nice cigars and I got a book, wine, and some yummy smelling bath goodies.   We played some games for awhile and watched Christmas Vacation and both got everyone laughing of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FUq3xUtOI/AAAAAAAAA9g/8HLuJABuiUI/s1600-h/IMG_3007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FUq3xUtOI/AAAAAAAAA9g/8HLuJABuiUI/s320/IMG_3007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422708521832854754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After some good food, good drinks, and good conversation a few partygoers were done for the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-6600200147046217353?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/6600200147046217353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=6600200147046217353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/6600200147046217353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/6600200147046217353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2010/01/dinner-party.html' title='Dinner Party'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/S0FQDdvNDEI/AAAAAAAAA84/c0P7D97xzFU/s72-c/IMG_2993.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-2020036666623127700</id><published>2009-12-11T20:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T20:52:39.508-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Its beginning to look a lot like Christmas..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The tree is up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there is a little boy waiting for Santa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SyL3BA7gFnI/AAAAAAAAArg/uWbpSOmoZYw/s320/IMG_2968..1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414161298854254194" /&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;This past week Owen has really made sure Santa is paying attention to what a good boy he is being......because he has been sleeping through the night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-2020036666623127700?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/2020036666623127700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=2020036666623127700' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/2020036666623127700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/2020036666623127700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html' title='&quot;Its beginning to look a lot like Christmas...&quot;'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SyL3BA7gFnI/AAAAAAAAArg/uWbpSOmoZYw/s72-c/IMG_2968..1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-3488713494610214218</id><published>2009-12-11T20:21:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T20:46:37.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Thanksgiving Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SyLxSu6ZYXI/AAAAAAAAAqo/naX0Y9uw-fo/s320/IMG_2874.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414155006185660786" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Things are busier than normal for the Buffalo Hall's, so that is why I am just now posting about Thanksgiving.  The three of us had a nice Thanksgiving in Buffalo since Teresa had to work on Black Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SyLxSQh6NmI/AAAAAAAAAqg/JN0MR6e4KWc/s320/IMG_2871.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414154998029891170" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owen tired cereal for the first time and loved it!&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/SyLxSz9wMfI/AAAAAAAAAqw/knnZC4oHMzI/s320/IMG_2875.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414155007541916146" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teresa made a wonderful dinner for the two of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We did make it home for the weekend to visit with family and friends. While we were home we went to Holly Day's in the Square and introduced Owen to Santa Claus for the first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SyLzIb3ItHI/AAAAAAAAAq4/QS-yzKU3OeE/s320/IMG_2896.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owen had no problems telling Santa his wish list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A message from Owen:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SyL0tA3HDNI/AAAAAAAAArY/AFgfBGD-GNs/s320/IMG_2878.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I had a great time visiting everyone while in the 'Heads. I can't wait to see everyone at Christmas time"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-3488713494610214218?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/3488713494610214218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=3488713494610214218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3488713494610214218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3488713494610214218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/12/belated-thanksgiving-post.html' title='Belated Thanksgiving Post'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SyLxSu6ZYXI/AAAAAAAAAqo/naX0Y9uw-fo/s72-c/IMG_2874.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-7132777747572522352</id><published>2009-12-01T22:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T22:10:17.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SxXajv6DUQI/AAAAAAAAA8s/QX01lW6biEU/s1600-h/IMG_2863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 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href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/12/5-months.html' title='5 months'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SxXajv6DUQI/AAAAAAAAA8s/QX01lW6biEU/s72-c/IMG_2863.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-58640528135499840</id><published>2009-11-22T17:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T17:27:05.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A boy and his puppy</title><content type='html'>Molly and Owen are becoming great friends. &lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-29b4719c9d1a9e5e" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2c18628f11b18a7f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/58640528135499840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=58640528135499840' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/58640528135499840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/58640528135499840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/11/boy-and-his-puppy.html' title='A boy and his puppy'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-1441605402167572847</id><published>2009-11-21T22:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:03:31.118-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going to pump you up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SwipmBRG6uI/AAAAAAAAA8k/RyMy3Nl5738/s1600/IMG_2845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SwipmBRG6uI/AAAAAAAAA8k/RyMy3Nl5738/s320/IMG_2845.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406757823298595554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I must develop my pectorals in a hurry.  I have to show Uncle Tim and those Army guys how to do real push ups!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kid is crazy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-1441605402167572847?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/1441605402167572847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=1441605402167572847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/1441605402167572847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/1441605402167572847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-going-to-pump-you-up.html' title='I&apos;m going to pump you up'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SwipmBRG6uI/AAAAAAAAA8k/RyMy3Nl5738/s72-c/IMG_2845.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-3524082607211594756</id><published>2009-11-15T20:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:07:14.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SwClge-FdVI/AAAAAAAAA8c/8ZQaXcPVIgY/s1600-h/IMG_2709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SwClge-FdVI/AAAAAAAAA8c/8ZQaXcPVIgY/s320/IMG_2709.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404501530332460370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SwClSK1a1RI/AAAAAAAAA8M/V77qjPVz96U/s1600-h/IMG_2693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SwClSK1a1RI/AAAAAAAAA8M/V77qjPVz96U/s320/IMG_2693.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404501284409234706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SwClZyGcLjI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ghgu05VQ9jY/s1600-h/IMG_2706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SwClZyGcLjI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ghgu05VQ9jY/s320/IMG_2706.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404501415208693298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SwClSK1a1RI/AAAAAAAAA8M/V77qjPVz96U/s1600-h/IMG_2693.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-3524082607211594756?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/3524082607211594756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=3524082607211594756' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3524082607211594756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3524082607211594756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/11/beautiful-boy.html' title='Beautiful Boy'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SwClge-FdVI/AAAAAAAAA8c/8ZQaXcPVIgY/s72-c/IMG_2709.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-670404046942494358</id><published>2009-11-08T21:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:19:39.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Play time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Svd6jKF5ZlI/AAAAAAAAAqU/70DzckYzooY/s1600-h/IMG_2726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Svd6jKF5ZlI/AAAAAAAAAqU/70DzckYzooY/s320/IMG_2726.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401921022477297234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owen can not decide what toy to play with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Svd6QFzRBgI/AAAAAAAAAqM/ORFlHhId9Ro/s1600-h/IMG_2726.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Svd5v9-PbAI/AAAAAAAAAqE/J76j-bLTS-E/s1600-h/IMG_2730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Svd5v9-PbAI/AAAAAAAAAqE/J76j-bLTS-E/s320/IMG_2730.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401920143050632194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;text-decoration: none; "&gt;Owen still playing while crying to get out of his high chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;text-decoration: none; "&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Svd5vtRR_vI/AAAAAAAAAp8/yXyg3liaTYo/s1600-h/IMG_2726.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Svd5vYIrFyI/AAAAAAAAAp0/A9EzSDKEams/s1600-h/IMG_2722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Svd5vYIrFyI/AAAAAAAAAp0/A9EzSDKEams/s320/IMG_2722.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401920132893841186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owen decides to take a nap with Sophie tuck in his right arm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Svd5uxyobII/AAAAAAAAApk/SYAZkZq1cQ0/s320/IMG_2717.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401920122600844418" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owen wants his own Blackberry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Svd5vPVU0OI/AAAAAAAAAps/-BBfUZOqbFE/s320/IMG_2720.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401920130530988258" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Congratulations to the New York Yankees on their 27th World Series title. Hopefully Owen will never have to experience what I have...seeing the Boston Red Sox win, not one, but two World Series titles. &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/36571151-670404046942494358?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/670404046942494358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=670404046942494358' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/670404046942494358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/670404046942494358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/11/play-time.html' title='Play time'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Svd6jKF5ZlI/AAAAAAAAAqU/70DzckYzooY/s72-c/IMG_2726.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-8983227688413827649</id><published>2009-11-03T16:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:05:48.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SvCa-dZWdFI/AAAAAAAAA8E/1BtqlGLHXFg/s1600-h/IMG_2710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SvCa-dZWdFI/AAAAAAAAA8E/1BtqlGLHXFg/s320/IMG_2710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399986351050749010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Four Months Old&lt;br /&gt;15 lbs 3 oz.  25" long&lt;br /&gt;What a big boy!&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/36571151-8983227688413827649?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/8983227688413827649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=8983227688413827649' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8983227688413827649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8983227688413827649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/11/four-months.html' title='Four Months'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SvCa-dZWdFI/AAAAAAAAA8E/1BtqlGLHXFg/s72-c/IMG_2710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-5321201017681177891</id><published>2009-11-03T15:47:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:03:22.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tricks and Treats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year's Halloween was definitely different from those in the past at the Hall house.  We didn't have the crazy party this year...our friends whined about that for a long time.  Instead, I went to Horseheads with Owen for a visit and Dennis stayed behind to work and to attend the Hall Halloween party (which was displaced to out friend Matt's house.)  Patty was in town, and had not had the chance to meet Owen yet, so we made the trip to see her of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SvCYM9pX2GI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Abo6A19K_T0/s1600-h/IMG_2684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SvCYM9pX2GI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Abo6A19K_T0/s320/IMG_2684.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399983301691168866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Owen loved his Aunt Patty.  They hung out all weekend.  They sang songs, rocked, and had many deep conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SvCYd9laViI/AAAAAAAAA7c/g4CUjGS44-g/s1600-h/IMG_2669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SvCYd9laViI/AAAAAAAAA7c/g4CUjGS44-g/s320/IMG_2669.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399983593732331042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also went to visit Grandma and Grandpa Hall.  Uncle Sam,  Aunt Jenn, and Grace and Alex were there too.  Owen is very interested in what his cousins are doing now.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SvCY03gRTQI/AAAAAAAAA7k/Rle0ApsD2Hs/s1600-h/IMG_2671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SvCY03gRTQI/AAAAAAAAA7k/Rle0ApsD2Hs/s320/IMG_2671.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399983987237145858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think these two are gonna be trouble when they get a little older...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SvCZDzUCIgI/AAAAAAAAA7s/0qURuXEn_4s/s1600-h/IMG_2675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SvCZDzUCIgI/AAAAAAAAA7s/0qURuXEn_4s/s320/IMG_2675.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399984243810116098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went back to Gammy's house to get ready for trick or treating.  Owen was a little monkey.  He looked adorable, but was not a fan of his costume ha ha.  I think it was a little too hot for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SvCZZinMifI/AAAAAAAAA70/0LUBvlkO0U8/s1600-h/IMG_2680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SvCZZinMifI/AAAAAAAAA70/0LUBvlkO0U8/s320/IMG_2680.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399984617284209138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Sara and the kiddos posed for a few pictures before we braved the mall trick or treating.  Nolan was Moe from the Doodlebops, Kendall was Strawberry Shortcake, and Natalie was Sharpay from High School Musical.  They all got some good treats in their bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SvCaF48ORuI/AAAAAAAAA78/F0K2bB73ji4/s1600-h/IMG_2691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SvCaF48ORuI/AAAAAAAAA78/F0K2bB73ji4/s320/IMG_2691.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399985379192227554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next day we had a delicious lunch and hung out some more.  It's always fun and crazy at Gammy's house. &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/36571151-5321201017681177891?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/5321201017681177891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=5321201017681177891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5321201017681177891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5321201017681177891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/11/tricks-and-treats.html' title='Tricks and Treats'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SvCYM9pX2GI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Abo6A19K_T0/s72-c/IMG_2684.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-3739285542884645793</id><published>2009-10-29T15:36:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:54:20.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last weekend we took Owen to the Great Pumpkin Farm in Clarence.  He seemed to enjoy seeing all the pumpkins and the people there.   Of course we had to find a great big pumpkin for him to take home.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SunwBSaSGKI/AAAAAAAAA6U/Rz-8bqHVCgg/s1600-h/IMG_2629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SunwBSaSGKI/AAAAAAAAA6U/Rz-8bqHVCgg/s320/IMG_2629.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398109533292861602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We stopped to see the animals first.  The goat didn't seem too impressed with us.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SunwQxOHmJI/AAAAAAAAA6c/TnrRtzwlWgo/s1600-h/IMG_2630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SunwQxOHmJI/AAAAAAAAA6c/TnrRtzwlWgo/s320/IMG_2630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398109799261378706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had to put him in the cutouts of course&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/Sunwf_CezvI/AAAAAAAAA6k/d75NBudpsGo/s1600-h/IMG_2633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/Sunwf_CezvI/AAAAAAAAA6k/d75NBudpsGo/s320/IMG_2633.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398110060668702450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we started searching for the perfect pumpkin...after a few photo ops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/Sunwu7DV4JI/AAAAAAAAA6s/w4zyJCXVPtQ/s1600-h/IMG_2636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/Sunwu7DV4JI/AAAAAAAAA6s/w4zyJCXVPtQ/s320/IMG_2636.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398110317296607378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/Sunw4g-RXDI/AAAAAAAAA60/VJrhlKEaBec/s1600-h/IMG_2635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/Sunw4g-RXDI/AAAAAAAAA60/VJrhlKEaBec/s320/IMG_2635.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398110482094709810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SunxOtvvTJI/AAAAAAAAA68/ty-Scm9lZGA/s1600-h/IMG_2638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SunxOtvvTJI/AAAAAAAAA68/ty-Scm9lZGA/s320/IMG_2638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398110863480540306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All that searching made us hungry for a snack.  They have a great bakery at the pumpkin farm.  We got apple pie with whipped cream and hot apple cider.  Yum!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SunxvipfiII/AAAAAAAAA7E/8uJvu8_Y2Us/s1600-h/IMG_2661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SunxvipfiII/AAAAAAAAA7E/8uJvu8_Y2Us/s320/IMG_2661.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398111427437234306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here a little punkin in a big pumpkin! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SunyHOWKeeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/H8LAEFgUgdw/s1600-h/IMG_2667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SunyHOWKeeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/H8LAEFgUgdw/s320/IMG_2667.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398111834304313826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think Owen likes fall.  Now we gotta carve this pumpkin to get ready for Halloween.&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/36571151-3739285542884645793?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/3739285542884645793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=3739285542884645793' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3739285542884645793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3739285542884645793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='The Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SunwBSaSGKI/AAAAAAAAA6U/Rz-8bqHVCgg/s72-c/IMG_2629.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-7344513176996026870</id><published>2009-10-24T14:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T14:48:33.622-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-87f8092e36e38489" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/7344513176996026870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=7344513176996026870' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/7344513176996026870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/7344513176996026870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/10/lol.html' title='LOL!'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-326146382613588271</id><published>2009-10-20T12:02:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T12:10:16.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What has Owen been up to?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/St3gUvzJDHI/AAAAAAAAA6M/uB3CUufCz6o/s1600-h/IMG_2628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/St3gUvzJDHI/AAAAAAAAA6M/uB3CUufCz6o/s320/IMG_2628.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394714575692696690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Checking out the leaves&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/_qXHrAx8xNs8/St3gLmL_WYI/AAAAAAAAA6E/nyYZDRHmAcE/s1600-h/IMG_2623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/St3gLmL_WYI/AAAAAAAAA6E/nyYZDRHmAcE/s320/IMG_2623.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394714418493741442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hanging with friends&lt;br /&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/_qXHrAx8xNs8/St3gFdjDh7I/AAAAAAAAA58/9Fnjv5jqLe4/s1600-h/IMG_2620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/St3gFdjDh7I/AAAAAAAAA58/9Fnjv5jqLe4/s320/IMG_2620.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394714313095350194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Learning some new skills&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/_qXHrAx8xNs8/St3f8vn3W4I/AAAAAAAAA50/Cj80xAk6ByA/s1600-h/IMG_2617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/St3f8vn3W4I/AAAAAAAAA50/Cj80xAk6ByA/s320/IMG_2617.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394714163328539522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Putting everything in my mouth&lt;br /&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/_qXHrAx8xNs8/St3f0CqQW1I/AAAAAAAAA5s/ra-rBSG9sWg/s1600-h/IMG_2603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/St3f0CqQW1I/AAAAAAAAA5s/ra-rBSG9sWg/s320/IMG_2603.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394714013820017490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waking up early in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/St3fsD-m3DI/AAAAAAAAA5k/Y68-vGcxN1c/s1600-h/IMG_2595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/St3fsD-m3DI/AAAAAAAAA5k/Y68-vGcxN1c/s320/IMG_2595.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394713876734860338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course...drooling!&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/36571151-326146382613588271?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/326146382613588271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=326146382613588271' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/326146382613588271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/326146382613588271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-has-owen-been-up-to.html' title='What has Owen been up to?'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/St3gUvzJDHI/AAAAAAAAA6M/uB3CUufCz6o/s72-c/IMG_2628.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-1913322526097563031</id><published>2009-10-05T19:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T19:13:21.152-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys watching football.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Ssp9K49Yq0I/AAAAAAAAApQ/etZ2jtmTBzE/s320/IMG_2605%5B1%5D" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389257530144238402" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Ssp9LRkHQzI/AAAAAAAAApY/H7jtj3KVqV0/s320/IMG_2606%5B1%5D" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389257536749126450" /&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/36571151-1913322526097563031?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/1913322526097563031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=1913322526097563031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/1913322526097563031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/1913322526097563031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/10/game-day.html' title='Game Day'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Ssp9K49Yq0I/AAAAAAAAApQ/etZ2jtmTBzE/s72-c/IMG_2605%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-3863798822632887705</id><published>2009-10-01T20:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T20:57:34.184-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to move</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2c9ff6276577ea21" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2c9ff6276577ea21%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330143310%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81A989ED1151AEAED6D7311D8C63723648967423.42915E2EBFB0342D8C9B295DDB5D47AFF6D3120D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2c9ff6276577ea21%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLNMuAeDXLMpMkx1NUQCFsw_Ds6U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2c9ff6276577ea21%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330143310%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81A989ED1151AEAED6D7311D8C63723648967423.42915E2EBFB0342D8C9B295DDB5D47AFF6D3120D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2c9ff6276577ea21%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLNMuAeDXLMpMkx1NUQCFsw_Ds6U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This little boy wants to move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-3863798822632887705?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2c9ff6276577ea21&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/3863798822632887705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=3863798822632887705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3863798822632887705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3863798822632887705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/10/time-to-move.html' title='Time to move'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-8978973912324584394</id><published>2009-09-27T15:21:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T15:31:02.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/Sr-7ptHL62I/AAAAAAAAA5M/tPk4sYhaAx0/s1600-h/IMG_2588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/Sr-7ptHL62I/AAAAAAAAA5M/tPk4sYhaAx0/s320/IMG_2588.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386230004517170018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey what does that sign say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/Sr-7wX3_G3I/AAAAAAAAA5U/VQ--PfWVDVs/s1600-h/IMG_2585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/Sr-7wX3_G3I/AAAAAAAAA5U/VQ--PfWVDVs/s320/IMG_2585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386230119075355506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't be that old already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_qXHrAx8xNs8/Sr-73MBCizI/AAAAAAAAA5c/gTNKKTArQnk/s1600-h/IMG_2591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/Sr-73MBCizI/AAAAAAAAA5c/gTNKKTArQnk/s320/IMG_2591.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386230236151188274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha try to get a good picture of me Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/Sr-7i8taJ-I/AAAAAAAAA5E/ImKa4Jv9NXs/s1600-h/IMG_2593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/Sr-7i8taJ-I/AAAAAAAAA5E/ImKa4Jv9NXs/s320/IMG_2593.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386229888444934114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh ok I'll give you the shot&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/36571151-8978973912324584394?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/8978973912324584394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=8978973912324584394' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8978973912324584394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8978973912324584394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-months-old.html' title='3 Months Old'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/Sr-7ptHL62I/AAAAAAAAA5M/tPk4sYhaAx0/s72-c/IMG_2588.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-3275545744128317671</id><published>2009-09-26T09:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T10:00:34.089-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Train Weekend</title><content type='html'>Last weekend we traveled home for a visit. Owen got his first train ride on the Sullivan Railroad as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Sr4dvIX2KcI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/QlTJ-Pyyp2A/s320/IMG_2557.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385774899920251330" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owen took his first train ride with Mommy and Aunt Sara, while Daddy was driving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Sr4dvlwgRyI/AAAAAAAAAnY/jeiUVD0wf2A/s1600-h/IMG_2558.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Sr4dvlwgRyI/AAAAAAAAAnY/jeiUVD0wf2A/s1600-h/IMG_2558.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Sr4dvlwgRyI/AAAAAAAAAnY/jeiUVD0wf2A/s320/IMG_2558.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385774907808302882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owen took his second train ride up front at the controls with Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Sr4dupic43I/AAAAAAAAAnI/GdrYmg0T-Mg/s1600-h/IMG_2553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Sr4dupic43I/AAAAAAAAAnI/GdrYmg0T-Mg/s320/IMG_2553.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385774891643233138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owen is wondering when he will get to run the train....in a few more years buddy!&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/36571151-3275545744128317671?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/3275545744128317671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=3275545744128317671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3275545744128317671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3275545744128317671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/09/train-weekend.html' title='Train Weekend'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Sr4dvIX2KcI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/QlTJ-Pyyp2A/s72-c/IMG_2557.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-536400722700983221</id><published>2009-09-24T20:33:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:48:33.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness Is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SrwR6TFncDI/AAAAAAAAA4s/1BVytpXPORc/s1600-h/IMG_2541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SrwR6TFncDI/AAAAAAAAA4s/1BVytpXPORc/s320/IMG_2541.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385198947682185266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;flying&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SrwQKmmNMRI/AAAAAAAAA30/cmt9fhyj8s8/s1600-h/IMG_2476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SrwQKmmNMRI/AAAAAAAAA30/cmt9fhyj8s8/s320/IMG_2476.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385197028773802258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a cuddle after a warm bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SrwRNJ2r5mI/AAAAAAAAA4c/BsiiUDdrLe4/s1600-h/IMG_2537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SrwRNJ2r5mI/AAAAAAAAA4c/BsiiUDdrLe4/s320/IMG_2537.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385198172109530722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a nice afternoon nap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SrwRlsbyj6I/AAAAAAAAA4k/5F5zMFwCtUw/s1600-h/IMG_2501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SrwRlsbyj6I/AAAAAAAAA4k/5F5zMFwCtUw/s320/IMG_2501.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385198593708822434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;learning something new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SrwS15kUB0I/AAAAAAAAA48/-nW-_VY6mt0/s1600-h/IMG_2504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SrwS15kUB0I/AAAAAAAAA48/-nW-_VY6mt0/s320/IMG_2504.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385199971623765826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A kiss from someone who loves you&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/36571151-536400722700983221?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/536400722700983221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=536400722700983221' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/536400722700983221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/536400722700983221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/09/happiness-is.html' title='Happiness Is...'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SrwR6TFncDI/AAAAAAAAA4s/1BVytpXPORc/s72-c/IMG_2541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-8419895702074357684</id><published>2009-09-12T20:23:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T20:48:23.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woombie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/Sqw8l4cVkRI/AAAAAAAAA3k/HP98bwbrXqo/s1600-h/IMG_2531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/Sqw8l4cVkRI/AAAAAAAAA3k/HP98bwbrXqo/s320/IMG_2531.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380742276304965906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to post this picture because it looks really funny.  This contraption that Owen is sleeping in is called a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Woombie&lt;/span&gt;.  It cracks me up every time he is in it, but the thing works.  Mr. Owen is a big fan of being all tight and cozy in a swaddle (yes, still)  He is also a Houdini baby that manages to break himself free of every blanket and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;velcro&lt;/span&gt; contraption on the market.  We will put him to bed and go into his room 2 hours later to find him turned 180 degrees and at the bottom of his crib with an arm and leg sticking out of the swaddle.  I don't know how he does it.&lt;br /&gt;If he slept well I would just let him be free.  The second he gets those arms out he flails himself awake.  Enter the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Woombie&lt;/span&gt;.  Its zipper, fabric, and snap seem to provide an environment that even my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; escape artist cannot maneuver.  Today he was trying desperately to roll in this.  It looks like the swaddling days are coming to an end.  For now I'll just enjoy my little burrito baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-8419895702074357684?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/8419895702074357684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=8419895702074357684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8419895702074357684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8419895702074357684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/09/woombie.html' title='Woombie'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/Sqw8l4cVkRI/AAAAAAAAA3k/HP98bwbrXqo/s72-c/IMG_2531.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-8933833623890752603</id><published>2009-09-12T16:34:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T20:21:37.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Arts and Crafts</title><content type='html'>Generally, I would not consider myself to be a very crafty person.  I wish I had more time to learn to sew or crochet or do some of these neat things that my mom and mom in law do.  Something about having a baby has made me long to be more creative.  I actually have a baby book mostly completed and photos organized for once.  Granted, it is easier to do things while I'm on maternity leave.  I had been putting off on the final nursery decorations until we found out if "tater tot" was a boy or girl.&lt;br /&gt;Now that we know tater's name to be Owen, I was ready to tackle a little craft project.  I wanted to have those cute wall letters spelling out his name.  At first I was going to buy them, but the prices were obscene and they didn't have the colors to match his nursery.  So off to Jo Ann's I went to do it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SqwHaC-QVpI/AAAAAAAAA20/tewwRcb53Ps/s1600-h/2-16+US+profile+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SqwHaC-QVpI/AAAAAAAAA20/tewwRcb53Ps/s320/2-16+US+profile+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380683798856881810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I purchased wood letters, paint, and various brushes to complete my task.  Of couse the only time to complete such detailed tasks with a newborn was during his longest sleep period.  I was up that night until a record 1 am!  That is the lastest hour I have seen in many months.  I armed myself with my brushes and newspaper for mess control (and my peanut butter pretzels for a snack) and got to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/Sqw6S8wWsTI/AAAAAAAAA3E/MUHEB0DjTLs/s1600-h/IMG_2471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/Sqw6S8wWsTI/AAAAAAAAA3E/MUHEB0DjTLs/s320/IMG_2471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380739752021897522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the finished product.  I must say I am quite proud of my little craft project.  Maybe I should quit my job as a PT and make wall letters and sell them for obscene prices on the internet.  On second thought, it would require me to stay up entirely too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-8933833623890752603?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/8933833623890752603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=8933833623890752603' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8933833623890752603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8933833623890752603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/09/arts-and-crafts.html' title='Arts and Crafts'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SqwHaC-QVpI/AAAAAAAAA20/tewwRcb53Ps/s72-c/2-16+US+profile+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-3313443079023055087</id><published>2009-09-06T18:17:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T18:36:16.742-04:00</updated><title type='text'>National Buffalo Wing Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqQ2Q1P4lbI/AAAAAAAAAnA/-qxomgSL66g/s1600-h/IMG_2520.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqQ2Q1P4lbI/AAAAAAAAAnA/-qxomgSL66g/s320/IMG_2520.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378483517786723762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Teresa and I have lived in Buffalo now for 10 years, and to our own surprise, we have never attended the annual &lt;a href="http://www.buffalowing.com/"&gt;National Buffalo Wing Festival&lt;/a&gt; that takes place where the Buffalo Wing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;originated&lt;/span&gt;. This year we decided to change that. This is one of the many food festivals that Buffalo has during the short summer that we have here.  We had a good time and enjoyed some good food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqQ13Ue6c3I/AAAAAAAAAmw/rLbDM19X5qA/s1600-h/IMG_2519.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqQ13Ue6c3I/AAAAAAAAAmw/rLbDM19X5qA/s320/IMG_2519.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378483079494660978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you can see, some people come for the day. We were a little surprised to see multiple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;picnic&lt;/span&gt; areas set up on the infield of the ball park with chairs, tables and blankets.&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqQ12z5kRtI/AAAAAAAAAmo/xMywF_fP-UM/s1600-h/IMG_2518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqQ12z5kRtI/AAAAAAAAAmo/xMywF_fP-UM/s320/IMG_2518.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378483070748083922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most people come for a few hours to sample Buffalo Wings from all over the country and see the various contests such as Miss Buffalo Wing, Baby Wing and the famous US Chicken Wing Eating Championship. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqQ12VlL4_I/AAAAAAAAAmg/XHW5o23DUGM/s1600-h/IMG_2517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqQ12VlL4_I/AAAAAAAAAmg/XHW5o23DUGM/s320/IMG_2517.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378483062609535986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teresa had her own contest....Try not to drop anything on Owen.&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqQ11-vnlkI/AAAAAAAAAmY/BAo3XkJh0WQ/s1600-h/IMG_2516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqQ11-vnlkI/AAAAAAAAAmY/BAo3XkJh0WQ/s320/IMG_2516.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378483056479278658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just enjoyed my wings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqQ138PoAjI/AAAAAAAAAm4/JM_xuqHeGZw/s320/IMG_2521.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;slept&lt;/span&gt; the entire time we were there, but as we were leaving and checking to see if there was any chicken wing droppings on him I noticed his sleeve. It looks like maybe he was trying to get a little bit of our dessert.....Mile High &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chocolate&lt;/span&gt; Layer Cupcake, which we forgot to take a picture of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-3313443079023055087?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/3313443079023055087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=3313443079023055087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3313443079023055087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/3313443079023055087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/09/national-buffalo-wing-festival.html' title='National Buffalo Wing Festival'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqQ2Q1P4lbI/AAAAAAAAAnA/-qxomgSL66g/s72-c/IMG_2520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-5805414862624671344</id><published>2009-09-06T18:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T18:17:36.358-04:00</updated><title type='text'>College Gameday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;Yesterday was opening weekend for college football. I am teaching Owen how we spend our weekends during football season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqQ0gKDoOXI/AAAAAAAAAmI/ru2F2Y0F8kQ/s320/IMG_2502.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378481582047246706" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here Owen is hoping Syracuse will pull out a win against Minnesota.&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqQ0gpGGs3I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/eVVXz6dR5rQ/s1600-h/IMG_2507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqQ0gpGGs3I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/eVVXz6dR5rQ/s320/IMG_2507.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378481590379131762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owen was very excited that Notre Dame was crushing Nevada. He can not wait to see the Fighting Irish in South Bend. &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/36571151-5805414862624671344?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/5805414862624671344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=5805414862624671344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5805414862624671344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5805414862624671344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/09/college-gameday.html' title='College Gameday'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqQ0gKDoOXI/AAAAAAAAAmI/ru2F2Y0F8kQ/s72-c/IMG_2502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-936569858314979609</id><published>2009-09-05T12:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T12:13:13.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Sam takes great pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SqKM93S67EI/AAAAAAAAA2k/NuxAZOSq5_E/s1600-h/Owen+8X10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SqKM93S67EI/AAAAAAAAA2k/NuxAZOSq5_E/s320/Owen+8X10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378015899477011522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who doesn't love a naked baby? Sam took this beautiful picture of Owen when he was 1 month old.  I was saying that I needed a naked newborn picture when we were in Horseheads for Alex's birthday and Sam took this pic right away.  Owen of course pooped a little on the nice white dropcloth, but luckily Sam and Jenn are used to baby poop and didn't seem to mind too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SqKNocYtHwI/AAAAAAAAA2s/roWkU4KG8tM/s1600-h/Owen.Teresa.Photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SqKNocYtHwI/AAAAAAAAA2s/roWkU4KG8tM/s320/Owen.Teresa.Photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378016630987890434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture that he took at the baptism party of me and my boy too.  We are luckily to have friends and family to take these nice pictures for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-936569858314979609?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/936569858314979609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=936569858314979609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/936569858314979609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/936569858314979609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/09/uncle-sam-takes-great-pictures.html' title='Uncle Sam takes great pictures'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SqKM93S67EI/AAAAAAAAA2k/NuxAZOSq5_E/s72-c/Owen+8X10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-5619043575452564898</id><published>2009-09-03T18:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T18:23:31.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmmm....Pudding</title><content type='html'>Everyone loves pudding. But one thing that makes pudding better is some whipped cream, even when Teresa is trying to be funny and puts faces on the pudding. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqBBi8aubxI/AAAAAAAAAmA/1T_-tGbCb7U/s1600-h/IMG_2481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqBBi8aubxI/AAAAAAAAAmA/1T_-tGbCb7U/s320/IMG_2481.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377370023669952274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-5619043575452564898?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/5619043575452564898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=5619043575452564898' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5619043575452564898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5619043575452564898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/09/mmmmmpudding.html' title='Mmmmm....Pudding'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqBBi8aubxI/AAAAAAAAAmA/1T_-tGbCb7U/s72-c/IMG_2481.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-8895836627947426375</id><published>2009-09-03T18:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T18:19:22.309-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog</title><content type='html'>For those of that know me, know I have an interest in railroading and model railroading. Some people have asked to keep seeing pictures of my model railroad layout. So rather than emailing large email files or boring those that are not interested on this blog, I have started a blog devoted to railroads and model railroading. So feel free to follow this blog &lt;a href="http://dhrailroad.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://dhrailroad.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;a href="http://dhrailroad.blogspot.com/"&gt;Railroad Times&lt;/a&gt;." &lt;div&gt;Some of you may not know I have a bit of what Teresa calls an "artsy" side.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqBAYOwesrI/AAAAAAAAAl4/UFRJNDzUens/s1600-h/IMG_0424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqBAYOwesrI/AAAAAAAAAl4/UFRJNDzUens/s320/IMG_0424.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377368740102845106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&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/36571151-8895836627947426375?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/8895836627947426375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=8895836627947426375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8895836627947426375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8895836627947426375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-blog.html' title='New blog'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SqBAYOwesrI/AAAAAAAAAl4/UFRJNDzUens/s72-c/IMG_0424.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-991863920662549583</id><published>2009-08-28T16:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T16:46:13.848-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SphCDXlRgTI/AAAAAAAAA2c/mhwYadMxLwY/s1600-h/IMG_2463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SphCDXlRgTI/AAAAAAAAA2c/mhwYadMxLwY/s320/IMG_2463.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375118780904079666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SphBKtG_04I/AAAAAAAAA2M/70igzQFc_Ew/s1600-h/IMG_2463.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-991863920662549583?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/991863920662549583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=991863920662549583' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/991863920662549583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/991863920662549583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/08/two-months.html' title='Two Months'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SphCDXlRgTI/AAAAAAAAA2c/mhwYadMxLwY/s72-c/IMG_2463.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-4941206192199849842</id><published>2009-08-24T17:07:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T17:39:27.698-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Owen's Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SpMIhThc8EI/AAAAAAAAAh8/3fPfc4TmoG8/s1600-h/Hall+Family+Photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SpMIhThc8EI/AAAAAAAAAh8/3fPfc4TmoG8/s320/Hall+Family+Photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373648148652421186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday we celebrated Owen's Baptism at St. Paul's Church in Kenmore, NY. Our families from the 'Heads made the journey to Buffalo to be part of the celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SpMESNGDxSI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ntqjnEJ6_f0/s320/IMG_2392.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Baptism gown Owen is wearing has been in the Sullivan Family for over 200 years and has been worn by every member of the family during their Baptism. We are unsure if the gown came over to America from Ireland, but do know that Grandpa Sullivan's father had worn it when he was Baptized. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SpMB-X55EII/AAAAAAAAAg0/xO2M1P2Fr9s/s320/IMG_2395.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373640951463481474" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owen is being Baptized by Deacon Parker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SpMB_IekpvI/AAAAAAAAAg8/f3YE_BrzXLc/s320/IMG_2409.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373640964502234866" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God-Parents, Sam and Jenn with Deacon Parker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a wonderful Baptism service, everyone joined us at our house for a lot of good food and company. Mama Hall was generous enough to come up a couple of days early to help prepare the feast and babysit for a night. Thanks again for all the help Mama Hall, we could not have done it without you. &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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SpMERLKc1eI/AAAAAAAAAhc/1IHFifbzQeY/s320/IMG_2412.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enough food to feed an army...Mmmmmmm, leftovers!&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SpMCABZpGWI/AAAAAAAAAhM/YeiwhyLZKy0/s320/IMG_2423.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Delicious cake. &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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SpMB_cmmMAI/AAAAAAAAAhE/gIlafYvs0EY/s320/IMG_2420.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls enjoyed a dip in the pool.&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/SpMERjZseVI/AAAAAAAAAhk/wxdefs9lHj0/s320/IMG_2415.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Glad the rain held off in order to be outdoors.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SpMCAr49-sI/AAAAAAAAAhU/psf7MYjSOxc/s320/IMG_2426.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owen was very happy to have everyone celebrate his Baptism.&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/SpMGVbC1PpI/AAAAAAAAAh0/fYT5tYX-q8k/s320/IMG_2433.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you everyone that came to Owen's Baptism. We really appreciate those that made the trip from the 'Heads to be part of this special day. We thank all of you for your love and support. &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/36571151-4941206192199849842?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/4941206192199849842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=4941206192199849842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/4941206192199849842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/4941206192199849842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/08/owens-baptism.html' title='Owen&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SpMIhThc8EI/AAAAAAAAAh8/3fPfc4TmoG8/s72-c/Hall+Family+Photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-1988536406468084218</id><published>2009-08-18T20:57:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T21:06:23.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing like a weed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SotPxmyz7ZI/AAAAAAAAA2E/-BG43QE1Yec/s1600-h/2-16+US+profile+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SotPxmyz7ZI/AAAAAAAAA2E/-BG43QE1Yec/s320/2-16+US+profile+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371474694215298450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello friends!&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/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SotPTW6KT5I/AAAAAAAAA18/87ZT7-lXrxA/s1600-h/2-16+US+profile+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SotPTW6KT5I/AAAAAAAAA18/87ZT7-lXrxA/s320/2-16+US+profile+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371474174555082642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm look at that hand&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/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SotOfp2J2aI/AAAAAAAAA1k/faikTtY7Mxg/s1600-h/2-16+US+profile+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SotOfp2J2aI/AAAAAAAAA1k/faikTtY7Mxg/s320/2-16+US+profile+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371473286285351330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These legs are kicking pretty well too&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SotOs2Ezm_I/AAAAAAAAA1s/m5d6QFnvW9w/s1600-h/2-16+US+profile+008.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SotPBZbIO2I/AAAAAAAAA10/1g4m5VtT874/s1600-h/2-16+US+profile+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SotPBZbIO2I/AAAAAAAAA10/1g4m5VtT874/s320/2-16+US+profile+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371473865992584034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at my muscles!  I'm a growing boy!&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/36571151-1988536406468084218?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/1988536406468084218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=1988536406468084218' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/1988536406468084218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/1988536406468084218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/08/growing-like-weed.html' title='Growing like a weed'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SotPxmyz7ZI/AAAAAAAAA2E/-BG43QE1Yec/s72-c/2-16+US+profile+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-1084416663806167961</id><published>2009-08-15T11:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:59:43.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When it's hot in Buffalo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SobbKQzQSHI/AAAAAAAAA1U/FGG9ZH3h9YQ/s1600-h/IMG_2340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SobbKQzQSHI/AAAAAAAAA1U/FGG9ZH3h9YQ/s320/IMG_2340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370220575041013874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We make sausage soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/36571151-1084416663806167961?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/1084416663806167961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=1084416663806167961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/1084416663806167961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/1084416663806167961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-its-hot-in-buffalo.html' title='When it&apos;s hot in Buffalo...'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SobbKQzQSHI/AAAAAAAAA1U/FGG9ZH3h9YQ/s72-c/IMG_2340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-6018158493035925412</id><published>2009-08-06T13:11:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T13:25:49.391-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Owen's first trip to Horseheads</title><content type='html'>Last weekend we ventured to Horseheads for a little trip.  It was a busy weekend (as usual) but lots of fun.  It is certainly different traveling home with a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SnsPfLywvSI/AAAAAAAAA0c/jyHvQjYCQ0M/s1600-h/IMG_2282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SnsPfLywvSI/AAAAAAAAA0c/jyHvQjYCQ0M/s320/IMG_2282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366900409358138658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SnsP4MIT1tI/AAAAAAAAA0s/LsXKxk6ynr0/s1600-h/IMG_2296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SnsP4MIT1tI/AAAAAAAAA0s/LsXKxk6ynr0/s320/IMG_2296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366900838945248978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SnsPvKEs5nI/AAAAAAAAA0k/e5BhNwbH5nw/s1600-h/IMG_2302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SnsPvKEs5nI/AAAAAAAAA0k/e5BhNwbH5nw/s320/IMG_2302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366900683774420594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He got to see all of his cousins.  They were very excited to hold him.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SnsQFO5AF4I/AAAAAAAAA00/C1G_pHTOf-U/s1600-h/IMG_2286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SnsQFO5AF4I/AAAAAAAAA00/C1G_pHTOf-U/s320/IMG_2286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366901063024646018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Danielle was very excited to hold him too.  She was also very enthusiastic about changing his diaper.  Hey Dani, anytime you want to change diapers you come right up to Buffalo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SnsQcL9b95I/AAAAAAAAA08/Lmrc4QC0mFk/s1600-h/IMG_2289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SnsQcL9b95I/AAAAAAAAA08/Lmrc4QC0mFk/s320/IMG_2289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366901457374934930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also had cousin Alex's 1st birthday party to attend.  It was a beautiful day and a great party.  Alex loved his birthday cake.  What a big boy!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SnsQ8BMANRI/AAAAAAAAA1E/cX9lS0zKuTs/s1600-h/IMG_2291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SnsQ8BMANRI/AAAAAAAAA1E/cX9lS0zKuTs/s320/IMG_2291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366902004239054098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After cake everyone burned off some sugar on the trampoline.  Dennis was bouncing the kids around like jumping beans.  Dennis and Jenn also showed us that they can still flip after all this time.  I was certainly impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SnsRkw575LI/AAAAAAAAA1M/SjkfR27oJMk/s1600-h/IMG_2306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SnsRkw575LI/AAAAAAAAA1M/SjkfR27oJMk/s320/IMG_2306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366902704242943154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a great weekend with family.  I think Owen was pooped out after all the excitement.  He better get used to it being in this family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-6018158493035925412?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/6018158493035925412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=6018158493035925412' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/6018158493035925412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/6018158493035925412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/08/owens-first-trip-to-horseheads.html' title='Owen&apos;s first trip to Horseheads'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SnsPfLywvSI/AAAAAAAAA0c/jyHvQjYCQ0M/s72-c/IMG_2282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-8799056065206824751</id><published>2009-08-06T12:46:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T13:08:07.222-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Roller!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-227feb938a40982f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D227feb938a40982f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330143310%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3EB0737A73DC154EF97912547ADD40C44F21EFAD.7923FB1C66E37407844EFB16DDEBB353506FB34F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D227feb938a40982f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDDZwOEAV22elHRhz91DOJpUhrcQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D227feb938a40982f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330143310%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3EB0737A73DC154EF97912547ADD40C44F21EFAD.7923FB1C66E37407844EFB16DDEBB353506FB34F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D227feb938a40982f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDDZwOEAV22elHRhz91DOJpUhrcQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Owen started to roll over last week.  First we thought it was just a fluke, but he has done it every day since.  He's a moving little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6a601b5fa13d13f4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6a601b5fa13d13f4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330143310%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2DC5ED9862353FACE2F6CC35658290281DC18B28.7FAC66C42E3E3BB73B98A0A372779E600DAA904E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6a601b5fa13d13f4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOcFplb_xTxRpIPCZqs-vi4Ucoak&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6a601b5fa13d13f4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330143310%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2DC5ED9862353FACE2F6CC35658290281DC18B28.7FAC66C42E3E3BB73B98A0A372779E600DAA904E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6a601b5fa13d13f4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOcFplb_xTxRpIPCZqs-vi4Ucoak&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To catch the roll we had the camera pointed at him at all times of course.  In the process we got a  clip of him making a funny face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-8799056065206824751?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=227feb938a40982f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6a601b5fa13d13f4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/8799056065206824751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=8799056065206824751' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8799056065206824751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8799056065206824751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/08/holy-roller.html' title='Holy Roller!'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-5818616980380320939</id><published>2009-07-26T17:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T17:43:57.907-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SmzN1w5rlaI/AAAAAAAAA0U/K--K-5ZzCNw/s1600-h/IMG_2272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SmzN1w5rlaI/AAAAAAAAA0U/K--K-5ZzCNw/s320/IMG_2272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362887579835012514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-5818616980380320939?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/5818616980380320939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=5818616980380320939' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5818616980380320939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/5818616980380320939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-month.html' title='One Month'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13484849926205300433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qXHrAx8xNs8/SmzN1w5rlaI/AAAAAAAAA0U/K--K-5ZzCNw/s72-c/IMG_2272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-2953236548693953148</id><published>2009-07-26T09:14:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T09:35:17.029-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Owen Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;For your viewing pleasure:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxatF5v6DI/AAAAAAAAAgs/3YZqX_i3Ms8/s1600-h/IMG_2159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxatF5v6DI/AAAAAAAAAgs/3YZqX_i3Ms8/s320/IMG_2159.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362760987016423474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tummy time.&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=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxasWWS2RI/AAAAAAAAAgc/v6uvQPP76wU/s1600-h/IMG00029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxasWWS2RI/AAAAAAAAAgc/v6uvQPP76wU/s320/IMG00029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362760974251251986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Out to dinner for MaMa's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxZXtm8d0I/AAAAAAAAAgU/ACakvMb5pC8/s1600-h/IMG_2243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxZXtm8d0I/AAAAAAAAAgU/ACakvMb5pC8/s320/IMG_2243.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362759520206223170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bottle is empty...he is just holding 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxZXeeiidI/AAAAAAAAAgM/RjF7oiVoUuQ/s1600-h/IMG_2264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxZXeeiidI/AAAAAAAAAgM/RjF7oiVoUuQ/s320/IMG_2264.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362759516144437714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just got done watching the game. &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/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxZDKZE7FI/AAAAAAAAAgE/sbDBmdR3S7c/s1600-h/owen+and+molly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxZDKZE7FI/AAAAAAAAAgE/sbDBmdR3S7c/s320/owen+and+molly.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362759167155432530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Molly finally is warming up to Owen.&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxZCDVYYnI/AAAAAAAAAfs/UT0BiATRU6w/s1600-h/IMG_2241touch+up.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxZCDVYYnI/AAAAAAAAAfs/UT0BiATRU6w/s320/IMG_2241touch+up.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362759148081013362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owen's first bath. Doesn't he look thrilled?&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxZBm2Q2PI/AAAAAAAAAfk/fg7CO4RL4AQ/s1600-h/IMG_2255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxZBm2Q2PI/AAAAAAAAAfk/fg7CO4RL4AQ/s320/IMG_2255.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362759140434303218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/Smxas_EDCcI/AAAAAAAAAgk/iaKqyVQ_nuM/s320/IMG_2258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby day at Sports PT of NY.&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="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxXedjm7aI/AAAAAAAAAfU/DONbEB5S7QI/s1600-h/IMG_2251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxXedjm7aI/AAAAAAAAAfU/DONbEB5S7QI/s320/IMG_2251.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362757437133090210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just hanging out.&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxXeAERqII/AAAAAAAAAfM/3iX8W9oPDS8/s1600-h/IMG_2246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxXeAERqII/AAAAAAAAAfM/3iX8W9oPDS8/s320/IMG_2246.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362757429217044610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He will grow into it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/36571151-2953236548693953148?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/2953236548693953148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=2953236548693953148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/2953236548693953148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/2953236548693953148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-owen-pictures.html' title='Random Owen Pictures'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxatF5v6DI/AAAAAAAAAgs/3YZqX_i3Ms8/s72-c/IMG_2159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-911003418025147782</id><published>2009-07-26T09:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T09:14:12.274-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lawn Mowing 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am not a professional landscaper by any means or mow my lawn on the same day every week, but I do tend to think I keep a well maintained yard. Now for those of you that have been to our house know we do not have much of a yard because of living just outside of the Buffalo city limits houses are very close together and our backyard has a deck and a pool, which basically is our whole back yard. So when I set out to mow the lawn it will take me about 20 minutes. If I decide to weedwack, it may take 35-40 minutes. Bottom line, it does not take a long time to tidy up the lawn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ever since we have lived in our house (just over two years), the neighbor of two doors down from us has found it very difficult to mow his lawn on a regular interval. It had even got to the point where other neighbors have offered to mow the lawn for him or have asked him to mow his lawn in order to keep the neighborhood looking nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well yesterday, I did some yardwork before it started raining, but I was also inspired by the above mentioned neighbor because he was mowing his lawn. You can always tell when he is mowing his lawn because the law mower will stall out every three minutes because he has allowed the grass to get so high. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now some of you are probably reading this and thinking that I am being a cranky neighbor, but I write this out of humor. I do not care what his lawn looks like. I do not care it will take him over an hour to mow is small yard. I do not care that he gets frustrated that his law mower stalls constantly when he mows the lawn. I find it all pretty entertaining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;See what I mean....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxT3Lt6UmI/AAAAAAAAAe0/qa4NhsJIfpg/s320/IMG_2262.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362753463794684514" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxT2sZD9rI/AAAAAAAAAes/YKn4vEi7XIw/s320/IMG_2261.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362753455385736882" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36571151-911003418025147782?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/911003418025147782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=911003418025147782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/911003418025147782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/911003418025147782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/07/lawn-mowing-101.html' title='Lawn Mowing 101'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmxT3Lt6UmI/AAAAAAAAAe0/qa4NhsJIfpg/s72-c/IMG_2262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-8479777874847752509</id><published>2009-07-19T19:40:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T09:00:57.608-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A tent party with a wedding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last weekend my little brother, Tim, got married in Rochester, NY to Krystle.  They had planned the wedding at Krystle's home, which is a beautiful farm house with a large amount of land. Everything was done outside and the weather could not have been any better for the occasion. Friday night we were treated with a five minute rehearsal and then a clam bake followed by a bon-fire with S'mores.  The day of the wedding the clouds opened up and it poured all morning, but luckily by the mid-afternoon the sun came out and made for a beautiful day. After a nice ceremony, we partied late into the night and ended it with a huge firework display that was put on to celebrate the newlyweds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had a lot of fun this weekend. Not only did my baby brother get married, but Owen made his first long distance trip and met the rest of the family. It was great to see family that we do not get to see very often since they either live in Florida or Kentucky or even Horseheads. So seeing everyone made the weekend that much more enjoyable and getting to introduce Owen to everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmOwAa7XBlI/AAAAAAAAAeE/ewW4fCt9xW8/s320/IMG_2200.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360321502775805522" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was honored to be the best man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmOwBLseGmI/AAAAAAAAAeU/tVusPzeMPHU/s320/IMG_2212.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360321515866692194" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmOwAAgaA7I/AAAAAAAAAd8/rNldgKW9ubg/s320/IMG_2194.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360321495683433394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The newest Mr. and Mrs. Hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmOwBm1VT9I/AAAAAAAAAec/AN0pBtv_sNc/s320/IMG_2195.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360321523151622098" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are ready to get this party started.&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/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmOwAqC4UOI/AAAAAAAAAeM/5RArcGABeS0/s1600-h/IMG_2199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmOwAqC4UOI/AAAAAAAAAeM/5RArcGABeS0/s320/IMG_2199.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360321506833879266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The proud new parents...Owen was sleeping in the stroller.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmOyW31GmXI/AAAAAAAAAek/TkRwrfL45uQ/s320/IMG_2180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He actually slept almost the whole weekend...even during the fireworks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Congratulations Tim and Krystle. Good luck with the new chapter you are starting together as one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/36571151-8479777874847752509?l=teresandennis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/feeds/8479777874847752509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36571151&amp;postID=8479777874847752509' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8479777874847752509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36571151/posts/default/8479777874847752509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teresandennis.blogspot.com/2009/07/tent-party-with-wedding.html' title='A tent party with a wedding!'/><author><name>Dennis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088261661777613300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvXInJiUs_k/SmOwAa7XBlI/AAAAAAAAAeE/ewW4fCt9xW8/s72-c/IMG_2200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36571151.post-2755626393173354411</id><published>2009-07-16T10:45:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:18:13.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pics for you</title><content type='html'>We had some friends over last week for a small birthday celebration (with cake and ice cream of course!) Our friend John is a photo buff, and very nicely took some pictures of us and the baby throughout the evening.  It is so nice to have pictures taken by someone who knows 
