<?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-6376417500743964863</id><updated>2012-01-22T22:58:57.706-08:00</updated><category term='Me'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='Motherhood'/><category term='mosaics'/><category term='for the home'/><category term='thrifting'/><category term='vacations'/><category term='Tumbler'/><category term='fur babies'/><category term='infertility'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='Wyatt'/><category term='Cake Stand'/><category term='jess and the girls'/><category term='dreaming'/><category term='home tour'/><category term='summer'/><category term='just for fun'/><category term='deals'/><category term='healty living'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='spring'/><category term='Projects'/><category term='family'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='Crafting'/><category term='adoption'/><category term='friends'/><category term='sumptuous september'/><category term='My love'/><category term='daily life'/><category term='Running'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='photography'/><category term='traditions'/><category term='tutorial'/><category term='love it'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='school'/><category term='humanitarian'/><category term='flashback friday'/><category term='autumn'/><category term='Tumblr Tuesday'/><category term='giveaway'/><category term='Dinner Tonight'/><category term='This Moment'/><category term='gardening'/><category term='us'/><category term='gg'/><category term='celebrations'/><category term='Preston'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='out of doors'/><category term='fiction'/><category term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Small Farm Dreams</title><subtitle type='html'>Growing, Eating, Living, Thriving</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>466</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-8741808363190876864</id><published>2012-01-19T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T10:58:38.213-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Winnie, Weapons and Clouds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sl8w3Ks3a_s/TxhkY4HvxoI/AAAAAAAAGW8/DXnzsuUYIgw/s1600/2012-01-19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-reaNRuQyviQ/TxhlOJeao2I/AAAAAAAAGXE/L2GoVkZiFUE/s1600/2012-01-17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-reaNRuQyviQ/TxhlOJeao2I/AAAAAAAAGXE/L2GoVkZiFUE/s640/2012-01-17.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(don't let that smile fool you.&amp;nbsp; he was terrified of that Winnie-the-Pooh most of the day)&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;&amp;nbsp;We had lots of fun yesterday at Nana Lori's house.&amp;nbsp; Let me rephrase that.&amp;nbsp; Me and the boys had lots of fun at Nana Lori's house.&amp;nbsp; Nate, not so much.&amp;nbsp; It's the curse of being a computer genius, I tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While Nate slaved away on the "'puter" (as Pres calls it) Wy enjoyed being toted around like he was nana's newest handbag.&amp;nbsp; (Are your arms sore today, mom?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Pres enjoyed a shiny shield, gantlets and battle axe.&amp;nbsp; Because a boy can never have too many weapons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oSG0o8yecV4/TxhlUGdj3pI/AAAAAAAAGXM/Hui9t2iIP8s/s1600/2012-01-171.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oSG0o8yecV4/TxhlUGdj3pI/AAAAAAAAGXM/Hui9t2iIP8s/s640/2012-01-171.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sunset on the drive home was spectacular!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sl8w3Ks3a_s/TxhkY4HvxoI/AAAAAAAAGW8/DXnzsuUYIgw/s1600/2012-01-19.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sl8w3Ks3a_s/TxhkY4HvxoI/AAAAAAAAGW8/DXnzsuUYIgw/s640/2012-01-19.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm hoping those beautiful clouds mean some rain (finally) coming our way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-8741808363190876864?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8741808363190876864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=8741808363190876864&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/8741808363190876864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/8741808363190876864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2012/01/winnie-weapons-and-clouds.html' title='Winnie, Weapons and Clouds'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-reaNRuQyviQ/TxhlOJeao2I/AAAAAAAAGXE/L2GoVkZiFUE/s72-c/2012-01-17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-8362591098551770954</id><published>2012-01-17T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T20:53:33.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, My Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today is a special day at this Taylor house.&amp;nbsp; Today is Nathan's birthday and how can I even begin to express how happy and grateful I am that he is in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Nathan is, aside from my two boys, my favorite person in the world.&amp;nbsp; Nathan is kind and generous.&amp;nbsp; Nate always stands up for what he believes in, even if it's uncomfortable or inconvenient.&amp;nbsp; Nathan works hard.&amp;nbsp; Period.&amp;nbsp; He doesn't do "half-@ssed" he does perfect, even if it makes his wife CRAZY on occasion.&amp;nbsp; Nathan is a wonderful husband, an amazing father and my very best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xswpvaL0Dj0/TxZP2TyDa3I/AAAAAAAAGW0/a3eHaotBuLE/s1600/IMG_0166-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xswpvaL0Dj0/TxZP2TyDa3I/AAAAAAAAGW0/a3eHaotBuLE/s640/IMG_0166-1.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love you "to the moon and back," always and forever.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for being mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-8362591098551770954?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8362591098551770954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=8362591098551770954&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/8362591098551770954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/8362591098551770954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-my-love.html' title='Happy Birthday, My Love'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xswpvaL0Dj0/TxZP2TyDa3I/AAAAAAAAGW0/a3eHaotBuLE/s72-c/IMG_0166-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-9181116491231473771</id><published>2012-01-16T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T21:29:54.193-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of doors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love'/><title type='text'>Not My Best Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I decided I wanted to be better about blogging this year.&amp;nbsp; I no longer have the excuse that I have a newborn (hello Mr. Almost a year-and-a-half!) but so far I've been a dud.&amp;nbsp; I kept feeling overwhelmed with trying to blog everything I missed (like, maybe, Christmas) and then my card reader wasn't working (thanks for fixing it, love) so now I'm really far behind and instead of playing catch-up for the holidays I'm just going to skip 'em.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you enjoy some of the random goodness we've had going on here at our house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v4gLNsPh1j4/TxT_Tg677RI/AAAAAAAAGU0/LMvdrwnnLBo/s1600/2012-01-05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v4gLNsPh1j4/TxT_Tg677RI/AAAAAAAAGU0/LMvdrwnnLBo/s640/2012-01-05.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wyatt's TOTALLY obsessed with the tie Melinda and Stephen gave him for Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Obsessed I tell ya!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oh ya, and he seems to like the breast pump as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kwQyv2n64JI/TxT_Xd5uuDI/AAAAAAAAGU8/26rLkp1gFeA/s1600/2012-01-10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kwQyv2n64JI/TxT_Xd5uuDI/AAAAAAAAGU8/26rLkp1gFeA/s640/2012-01-10.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Preston has the most amazing eyes and a dang cute smile, if I do say so myself! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R3SS5zlZMw0/TxT_ridKKrI/AAAAAAAAGVc/_rWid7yY0Lk/s1600/2012-01-101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R3SS5zlZMw0/TxT_ridKKrI/AAAAAAAAGVc/_rWid7yY0Lk/s640/2012-01-101.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Wa-wy is the king troublemaker.&amp;nbsp; Oh man is this kid fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Last week Nate and his ever present assistant (that would be Preston) took down the fence in our yard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Long, long ago, we are told, it housed an above ground pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zllYFWYY_2k/TxT_er3hlMI/AAAAAAAAGVE/7ph0Y1idS_I/s1600/2012-01-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zllYFWYY_2k/TxT_er3hlMI/AAAAAAAAGVE/7ph0Y1idS_I/s640/2012-01-12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lFUgDTbl4JQ/TxT_y-hI8II/AAAAAAAAGVk/zdvqW2pLq2U/s1600/2012-01-121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lFUgDTbl4JQ/TxT_y-hI8II/AAAAAAAAGVk/zdvqW2pLq2U/s640/2012-01-121.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And, as if Nate wasn't productive enough last week, he also took out a few dead trees that adorned our yard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nTV1ChmlYRM/TxT_kzODQGI/AAAAAAAAGVM/yGg6suothAs/s1600/2012-01-13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nTV1ChmlYRM/TxT_kzODQGI/AAAAAAAAGVM/yGg6suothAs/s640/2012-01-13.jpg" width="640" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Colin helped too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VGZm0_hwLLQ/TxUATAPmNEI/AAAAAAAAGWU/qsC9kboj3w4/s1600/DSC_2312.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VGZm0_hwLLQ/TxUATAPmNEI/AAAAAAAAGWU/qsC9kboj3w4/s640/DSC_2312.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wyatt's looking a little concerned about the job Colin's doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iI6oREKBlcs/TxT_3nEAy_I/AAAAAAAAGVs/VPSx2tArqiE/s1600/2012-01-131.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iI6oREKBlcs/TxT_3nEAy_I/AAAAAAAAGVs/VPSx2tArqiE/s640/2012-01-131.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hello there, Mr. Manly Man!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; There is something undeniably sexy about a man chopping wood.&amp;nbsp; Some sort of primal instinct that says, "This man can keep me alive.&amp;nbsp; And he will too!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RScoHHeY6B4/TxT_8XfZLVI/AAAAAAAAGV0/tRGAsmVoNUg/s1600/2012-01-132.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RScoHHeY6B4/TxT_8XfZLVI/AAAAAAAAGV0/tRGAsmVoNUg/s640/2012-01-132.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love that Colin is not only Nate's brother but one of his very best friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(We love you Colin!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and I swear Wyatt said, "unca co'in" on this day...even if no one else heard it and everyone thinks I'm making it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And today we made sure to go "walkin'"&lt;/span&gt; (as we call it) &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;since the forecast proclaims rain&lt;/span&gt; (!?!PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!?!) &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;for Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gotta soak up that sun and get our wiggles out, if ya know what I mean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TRM7mYhawq0/TxUABOIE6-I/AAAAAAAAGV8/_rfVG0lKwEc/s1600/2012-01-161.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TRM7mYhawq0/TxUABOIE6-I/AAAAAAAAGV8/_rfVG0lKwEc/s640/2012-01-161.jpg" width="640" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;We found some shrooms and a dandelion.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PWIhzqI7t-E/TxUAHc93eNI/AAAAAAAAGWE/D-blxRpHrBI/s1600/2012-01-162.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PWIhzqI7t-E/TxUAHc93eNI/AAAAAAAAGWE/D-blxRpHrBI/s640/2012-01-162.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two friendly kitties. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xZZYe-3QCoc/TxUAMPnPPiI/AAAAAAAAGWM/gPdlDnB6H6c/s1600/2012-01-163.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xZZYe-3QCoc/TxUAMPnPPiI/AAAAAAAAGWM/gPdlDnB6H6c/s640/2012-01-163.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A block of wood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XbN1bELQ5NU/TxT_olb8UII/AAAAAAAAGVU/DR03ByS99pk/s1600/2012-01-16.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XbN1bELQ5NU/TxT_olb8UII/AAAAAAAAGVU/DR03ByS99pk/s640/2012-01-16.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And some pretty roses.&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/-CGlKs6UNd88/TxUAcjQgKCI/AAAAAAAAGWs/3SyflOW2W-I/s1600/IMG_0649.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CGlKs6UNd88/TxUAcjQgKCI/AAAAAAAAGWs/3SyflOW2W-I/s400/IMG_0649.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And an uncharacteristically cranky Wy-wy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Twas a good day, I say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="background: transparent; border: none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-9181116491231473771?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/9181116491231473771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=9181116491231473771&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/9181116491231473771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/9181116491231473771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2012/01/not-my-best-start.html' title='Not My Best Start'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v4gLNsPh1j4/TxT_Tg677RI/AAAAAAAAGU0/LMvdrwnnLBo/s72-c/2012-01-05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-6803064155713777311</id><published>2011-12-14T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T19:55:04.382-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>Sayounara</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight we bid farewell to someone who has become very dear to our hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Issei came to stay with my in-laws three short months ago but we already count him as part of the family.&amp;nbsp; He is a kind, fun, intelligent, friendly kind of human being who seems to have endless patience with my three-(almost four) year-old.&amp;nbsp; Preston could not get enough of this guy.&amp;nbsp; He plays with him, wrestles with him, watches movies with him.&amp;nbsp; Pretty much, Issei was a mom's dream come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H2Ob9Iu_ZWc/TuluTRzTkrI/AAAAAAAAGUc/QnayfGDROjc/s1600/2011-12-14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H2Ob9Iu_ZWc/TuluTRzTkrI/AAAAAAAAGUc/QnayfGDROjc/s640/2011-12-14.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mP67CuH0upk/TuluXxfX8vI/AAAAAAAAGUk/EgJi6kFfNoA/s1600/2011-12-141.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mP67CuH0upk/TuluXxfX8vI/AAAAAAAAGUk/EgJi6kFfNoA/s640/2011-12-141.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We will miss you VERY much, Issei!&amp;nbsp; Thanks for coming and we hope to see you again one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ws9-WvXyk4/Tulu_tqINiI/AAAAAAAAGUs/jFxuXP_2uhc/s1600/IMG_0341.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ws9-WvXyk4/Tulu_tqINiI/AAAAAAAAGUs/jFxuXP_2uhc/s640/IMG_0341.JPG" width="640" /&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/6376417500743964863-6803064155713777311?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6803064155713777311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=6803064155713777311&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/6803064155713777311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/6803064155713777311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/12/sayounara.html' title='Sayounara'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H2Ob9Iu_ZWc/TuluTRzTkrI/AAAAAAAAGUc/QnayfGDROjc/s72-c/2011-12-14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-6449471942538281423</id><published>2011-12-11T20:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T22:13:04.118-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love'/><title type='text'>Happy Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjPY4woiCOY/TuWFJiFauPI/AAAAAAAAGUY/IFFfdm5PbsA/s1600/2011-12-10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjPY4woiCOY/TuWFJiFauPI/AAAAAAAAGUY/IFFfdm5PbsA/s640/2011-12-10.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vIABNUR2Vbw/Tnqjch9WS7I/AAAAAAAAGNM/0KLydTth-lg/s1600/import+9211.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had the best weekend!&amp;nbsp; My amazing in-laws (I LOVE YOU!&amp;nbsp; I LOVE YOU!&amp;nbsp; I LOVE YOU!) watched the boys so Nate and I could have a mini-getaway to his work party.&amp;nbsp; Because he works out of town I have never met most of his co-workers or the friends he's made in San Jose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ate (day off vegan month!), we talked, we laughed and we relished our time together.&amp;nbsp; And, as if that were not enough, this morning we met up with a friend of Nate's who works at the gas station) then had the most amazing breakfast (at Los Gatos Cafe) with Nate's friend (and co-worker) and his incredible girlfriend. I am so happy we went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and remember my &lt;a href="http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/rejection.html"&gt;rejection &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/life-is-too-short.html"&gt;dilemma&lt;/a&gt; regarding my biological family?&amp;nbsp; Well, I did something rash.&amp;nbsp; I was driving home and remembered I needed money for the toll bridge.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately I had left my bag in the trunk of the car AND I almost never carry cash so I pulled off the freeway to look for a credit union.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I pulled to the side of the road I noticed what city I was in and realized it was the city where my biological grandparents live.&amp;nbsp; Now, I must admit I have often thought about showing up at there house to say hello.&amp;nbsp; After the door closed with my biological dad I was trying to figure out a way to at least meet my biological grandparents, even if it was only once but I've always talked myself out of it.&amp;nbsp; I've opened myself up before and gotten burned (via the phone) I could only imagine the hurt that might come in person.&amp;nbsp; Would they slam the door on me?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Would they yell at me?&amp;nbsp; Would they hate me for what I represented?&amp;nbsp; Anything was possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But suddenly here I was.&amp;nbsp; I'm in the right town.&amp;nbsp; The kids are taken care of.&amp;nbsp; I'm dressed up from my day with Nate (doesn't hurt to feel pretty, right?).&amp;nbsp; This was it.&amp;nbsp; It was now or never.&amp;nbsp; I decided if I was close I was going to do it.&amp;nbsp; I googled the directions and they lived four miles away.&amp;nbsp; I was sitting four miles away from my biological grandparents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I'll just do a drive by."&amp;nbsp; I thought.&amp;nbsp; I figured maybe I'd catch a glance of one of them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I drew closer I realized a very uncomfortable, very real possibility.&amp;nbsp; What if my biological father was over for Sunday dinner?&amp;nbsp; That could be disastrous... Strangely, I continued to drive...almost compelled to go on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My heart was pounding as I turned onto their street.&amp;nbsp; The house was beautiful and I only saw one car in the driveway.&amp;nbsp; Before I even knew what I was doing I was out of the car and walking up the driveway.&amp;nbsp; Then I was knocking on the door.&amp;nbsp; Then the door was opening...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Hello?"&amp;nbsp; asked the handsome older gentleman behind the door.&amp;nbsp; "Can I help you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Uh,"&amp;nbsp; I said unsurely.&amp;nbsp; "Are you Douglas?" I asked my voice quivered uncontrolably.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I'm &lt;i&gt;A &lt;/i&gt;Douglas," the handsome man said with a coy tilt of his head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"BREATHE!&amp;nbsp; BREATHE!!!" I reminded myself.&amp;nbsp; I started to think I might pass out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Come in," invited "&lt;i&gt;a&lt;/i&gt;" Douglas kindly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I saw his wife.&amp;nbsp; She came into the room to see who was at the door.&amp;nbsp; She was tall and thin and lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Are you okay?"&amp;nbsp; I think is what she asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Um...I'm doing some family history...uh...and I...uh...I think you are my grandparents," I could feel the tears stinging my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Oh, well come sit down," she said.&amp;nbsp; We sat down in their attractive, tidy front room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Now," she said "tell me, why do you think this?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did she not believe me?&amp;nbsp; Did I have the wrong people?&amp;nbsp; Did they forget I existed? Suddenly I felt very unsure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Uh, well, I'm adopted and I've recently contacted my birth mother, Janet."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Yes," she said with a smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"And she told me my biological father was Douglas ****,"&amp;nbsp; I finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then she took my hand and most of what we said is now blended together.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully it was all of the kinds of things you wish for.&amp;nbsp; Lots of love and a kind invitation to be as involved in their lives as I would like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am over-the-moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-6449471942538281423?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6449471942538281423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=6449471942538281423&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/6449471942538281423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/6449471942538281423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-had-best-weekend-my-amazing-in-laws-i.html' title='Happy Beginning'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjPY4woiCOY/TuWFJiFauPI/AAAAAAAAGUY/IFFfdm5PbsA/s72-c/2011-12-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-5328744557097907661</id><published>2011-12-01T08:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T08:21:27.896-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>Alfie the Elf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-12-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-12-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Look who showed up this morning!&amp;nbsp; It's Alfie the Elf.&amp;nbsp; I guess we'll all have to be extra good for the next few weeks.&amp;nbsp; We don't want Santa to hear about our shenanigans...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Also it looks like it's time to get our tree.&amp;nbsp; Hooray!&amp;nbsp; Christmas is on it's way! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; 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I feel like a fool but I am going to power forward any way.&amp;nbsp; This morning I got Preston a bowl of cereal with cows milk and when I put it in front of him he got up and said he wasn't hungry.&amp;nbsp; Out of frustration I sat down and started to eat it (at which point he threw himself to the floor screeching how hungry he was and how I was eating his food) and didn't realize my foible until I reached the last bite.&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;i&gt;sigh&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;At least I remembered the rest of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yesterday was &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;hard.&amp;nbsp; Mostly it boils down to the fact that I'm a grazer and since I have to consciously think about everything I put in my mouth it makes it hard to graze.&amp;nbsp; And since I couldn't graze I felt hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today was better (aside from the leche incident).&amp;nbsp; I am actually surprised at how content I've felt.&amp;nbsp; I've consumed surprisingly little but not felt starved.&amp;nbsp; I attribute this not to the vegan diet but more to my thoughtful eating.&amp;nbsp; I needed this.&amp;nbsp; I've needed to take hold of my eating habits and I'm excited about my prospects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If your interested we had Minestrone soup sans cheese.&amp;nbsp; I'm not going to lie, I missed the cheese.&amp;nbsp; A little Parmesan cheese would have gone a long way.&amp;nbsp; That aside it was pretty tasty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 teaspoon extra virgin olive oil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 onion minced (Pres doesn't like onions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3 stalks celery chopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 (old) leek chopped (found it at the bottom of the crisper...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1/2 bunch kale chopped&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3 cloves garlic minced &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2 cans Italian seasoned diced tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 can V8 juice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 can great northern beans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1/2 cup frozen corn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 cup water with 1 teaspoon vegetable bullion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 cup water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 cup cooked rotini pasta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Heat olive oil in a large pot.&amp;nbsp; Add onion, celery and leek.&amp;nbsp; Cook for 4-5 minutes stirring regularly.&amp;nbsp; Add tomatoes, V8 juice and garlic.&amp;nbsp; Bring to a boil.&amp;nbsp; Cook 3-4 minutes more.&amp;nbsp; Add both cups water and corn.&amp;nbsp; Bring to a boil then add pasta.&amp;nbsp; Stir and serve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctqtMuEHJIA/TtcVGt134KI/AAAAAAAAGUI/zJytr6VjAlc/s1600/DSC_1151.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctqtMuEHJIA/TtcVGt134KI/AAAAAAAAGUI/zJytr6VjAlc/s640/DSC_1151.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: medium none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6376417500743964863-7946123581317797977?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7946123581317797977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=7946123581317797977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/7946123581317797977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/7946123581317797977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/11/opps.html' title='Opps!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctqtMuEHJIA/TtcVGt134KI/AAAAAAAAGUI/zJytr6VjAlc/s72-c/DSC_1151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-5389973975327093216</id><published>2011-11-28T21:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T21:40:07.119-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healty living'/><title type='text'>Veg-ember</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"I'm going Vegan for December.&amp;nbsp; Wanna join me?"&lt;/span&gt; texted my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If I remember correctly my response was:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"HELL NO!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt; (sorry grandma but that was the first thing that came to mind...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Vegan is HARD CORE!&amp;nbsp; I've been a good omnivore with vegetarian tendencies for some years now and I do love me some veggies but NO CHEESE!!!!&amp;nbsp; NO MILK!!!&amp;nbsp; "What do vegans eat?"&amp;nbsp; I thought.&amp;nbsp; "Raw veggies and that's about it???"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My friend and I texted back and for a bit more going over details of her plan but I didn't decide to really decide to mull it over until she texted a picture over of what her friend has been feasting on since she decided to try vegan.&amp;nbsp; And it didn't hurt that she added that her friend has lost 6 lbs in a week-and-a-half gorging herself on these foods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Let me think about it." I texted as I hoped online to check out some recipes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After way too much time being wasted online I decided to join her.&amp;nbsp; The concept is to balance out the excess of all things bad for you (but oh so tasty) that bombard us this time of the year.&amp;nbsp; Holiday parties are "free" days.&amp;nbsp; We started today and will finish up the Monday after Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So there you have it.&amp;nbsp; An insane plan to *hopefully* not gain a million pounds this holiday season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-otBoKihO1kY/TtHtbBws3tI/AAAAAAAAGUA/wdx9KSdPhdU/s1600/DSC_0792-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-otBoKihO1kY/TtHtbBws3tI/AAAAAAAAGUA/wdx9KSdPhdU/s640/DSC_0792-1.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Celest came over and picked out her favorite pictures.&amp;nbsp; A lot of them coincided with my favorites and she added a few more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(and these ones I edited)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eRHMjdO0xOA/TsxwC0alHqI/AAAAAAAAGQ4/FI3U1JTs20M/s1600/DSC_0631.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eRHMjdO0xOA/TsxwC0alHqI/AAAAAAAAGQ4/FI3U1JTs20M/s1600/DSC_0631.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I know the right way to do this would be to fully edit the pictures BEFORE I post them but I'm WAY too excited to show them to Celest so here you go.&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty happy with them and I hope she is too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These are my favorites and no, I couldn't narrow them down! :)&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/-E2xzeECmFRc/TsxwD532mmI/AAAAAAAAGRA/wiVT9sASStE/s1600/DSC_0726.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eRHMjdO0xOA/TsxwC0alHqI/AAAAAAAAGQ4/FI3U1JTs20M/s1600/DSC_0631.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="background: transparent; border: none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-5477574002377666133?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5477574002377666133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=5477574002377666133&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5477574002377666133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5477574002377666133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-i-know-right-way-to-do-this-would-be.html' title='The L Family'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eRHMjdO0xOA/TsxwC0alHqI/AAAAAAAAGQ4/FI3U1JTs20M/s72-c/DSC_0631.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-1677869502040439057</id><published>2011-11-21T21:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T01:17:03.665-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><title type='text'>Sublime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-quy-Ut_Ce4E/Tss5JA0VLiI/AAAAAAAAGQo/Oo3Yo1XdQsA/s1600/2011-11-21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="457" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-quy-Ut_Ce4E/Tss5JA0VLiI/AAAAAAAAGQo/Oo3Yo1XdQsA/s640/2011-11-21.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm taking family pictures for my best friend's family tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; Her husband is moving to Texas for work and they will be apart for a while so I wanted to get some mementos of them all together.&amp;nbsp; But I'm not going to lie, I'm nervous.&amp;nbsp; It's your friend and you want it to be perfect, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;To prepare for this nerve-racking experience I decided to test out the light with my kiddos and I'm pretty happy.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully all turns out lovely tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6utBXJPObGo/Tss5M0YP_pI/AAAAAAAAGQw/BoijXfbJkME/s1600/Collages16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6utBXJPObGo/Tss5M0YP_pI/AAAAAAAAGQw/BoijXfbJkME/s640/Collages16.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Isn't the light sublime?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(these are completely unedited pictures)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-1677869502040439057?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1677869502040439057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=1677869502040439057&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/1677869502040439057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/1677869502040439057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/11/sublime.html' title='Sublime'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-quy-Ut_Ce4E/Tss5JA0VLiI/AAAAAAAAGQo/Oo3Yo1XdQsA/s72-c/2011-11-21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-611158756194188771</id><published>2011-11-19T19:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T01:17:45.860-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><title type='text'>My Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FCVu3Gwjyzs/Tsh4KSjpgOI/AAAAAAAAGQI/a5JzDDaJtrU/s1600/2011-11-19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FCVu3Gwjyzs/Tsh4KSjpgOI/AAAAAAAAGQI/a5JzDDaJtrU/s640/2011-11-19.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today was a long day.&amp;nbsp; You know the one's I'm talking about.&amp;nbsp; But hey, at least my kids are cute. &lt;/span&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/-Ygrk1BCKthA/Tsh4OJoIxcI/AAAAAAAAGQQ/d2HmyCKUm5w/s1600/2011-11-191.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ygrk1BCKthA/Tsh4OJoIxcI/AAAAAAAAGQQ/d2HmyCKUm5w/s640/2011-11-191.jpg" width="640" /&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/-ar1fqvNTV8k/Tsh4QrSCDMI/AAAAAAAAGQY/eZNLAGGokGg/s1600/2011-11-192.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ar1fqvNTV8k/Tsh4QrSCDMI/AAAAAAAAGQY/eZNLAGGokGg/s640/2011-11-192.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wyatt didn't want to let go of his glitter bottle...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mafcYT31pI4/Tsh4UB8ho5I/AAAAAAAAGQg/h7OHfqP3rE0/s1600/2011-11-193.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="457" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mafcYT31pI4/Tsh4UB8ho5I/AAAAAAAAGQg/h7OHfqP3rE0/s640/2011-11-193.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: medium none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-611158756194188771?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/611158756194188771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=611158756194188771&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/611158756194188771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/611158756194188771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-boys.html' title='My Boys'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FCVu3Gwjyzs/Tsh4KSjpgOI/AAAAAAAAGQI/a5JzDDaJtrU/s72-c/2011-11-19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-8523448006678072367</id><published>2011-11-03T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T01:18:22.846-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of doors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AJjA342-JnM/TrNXRwkuJsI/AAAAAAAAGOo/F-_EXpcFg90/s1600/2011-11-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="457" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AJjA342-JnM/TrNXRwkuJsI/AAAAAAAAGOo/F-_EXpcFg90/s640/2011-11-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A couple of days ago our warm weather was ushered out by some serious wind.&amp;nbsp; So what else were we to do but to race out to "our" park, kite in hand, and try to get that thing off the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rt1KyYvYIFM/TrNXbVYY2DI/AAAAAAAAGOw/Qy-v7htxWtQ/s1600/2011-11-011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="457" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rt1KyYvYIFM/TrNXbVYY2DI/AAAAAAAAGOw/Qy-v7htxWtQ/s640/2011-11-011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A special thanks to nana Linda for joining us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-8523448006678072367?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8523448006678072367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=8523448006678072367&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/8523448006678072367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/8523448006678072367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/11/couple-of-days-ago-our-warm-weather-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AJjA342-JnM/TrNXRwkuJsI/AAAAAAAAGOo/F-_EXpcFg90/s72-c/2011-11-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-2572080614518303042</id><published>2011-11-01T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T19:39:09.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>All Hallow's Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aWXVAW_SGlU/TrA-IAWXD1I/AAAAAAAAGOI/wcs5HkvTN2Q/s1600/2011-10-311.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="457" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aWXVAW_SGlU/TrA-IAWXD1I/AAAAAAAAGOI/wcs5HkvTN2Q/s640/2011-10-311.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Halloween was all I dreamed it could be&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I would venture to say this was my favorite Halloween to date.&amp;nbsp; We had some friends and family over for lasagna before we ventured out into the neighborhood.&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 style="font-size: large;"&gt;Is there anything cuter than kids in costume?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S5oT9F7iGnM/TrA-cxU_BRI/AAAAAAAAGOQ/aDbMlyNPOt4/s1600/2011-10-312.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S5oT9F7iGnM/TrA-cxU_BRI/AAAAAAAAGOQ/aDbMlyNPOt4/s640/2011-10-312.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I gotta say, Preston is the funniest trick-or-treater I've gone with.&amp;nbsp; He was FAR more interested in conversing with the home owners then he was the candy.&amp;nbsp; At more than a few houses he actually left WITHOUT CANDY.&amp;nbsp; Yup.&amp;nbsp; He's my chatty-Chucky.&amp;nbsp; (Like father-like son, they say.)&amp;nbsp; Most houses we had to holler at him to come back or he probably would have stayed the evening with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EmcjvJKQvTE/TrA-m7q7skI/AAAAAAAAGOY/ib5CGHeTuSU/s1600/2011-10-313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EmcjvJKQvTE/TrA-m7q7skI/AAAAAAAAGOY/ib5CGHeTuSU/s640/2011-10-313.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"'Ah-member that house ober dare wit' the scary ghosts?" He'd ask them. "Ah-member dah house wit' dah bloody cutains?&amp;nbsp; It was scary!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Pres starts a lot of conversations with "ah-member {remember} even if you were not there with him...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He's a funny kid! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wuCZo9RlzQU/TrA-wbZHvUI/AAAAAAAAGOg/OMcwtfc3XOE/s1600/2011-10-314.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wuCZo9RlzQU/TrA-wbZHvUI/AAAAAAAAGOg/OMcwtfc3XOE/s640/2011-10-314.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;All in all a perfect Halloween eve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Other Notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dinner with friends is a perfect way to start Halloween night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We have AMAZING, WONDERFUL and pretty much PERFECT neighbors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wy was a sport sitting in the stroller for most of the evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The neighbors straight down the street had THE BEST decorations that included flooding their driveway to make a bayou, a hut with burning incense and fortune teller, a boat with skeletons, banjo playing hillbillies sitting on a porch they built, a covered bridge, a floating, twitching "dead" guy...I could go on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sarah and Michael super sweet and stayed late so I wouldn't have to answer the door alone... (I think Sarah watches too much "&lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/shows/criminal_minds/"&gt;Criminal Minds&lt;/a&gt;" and was convinced a serial killer was going to get me!)&amp;nbsp; I'm ALWAYS grateful for the company when Nate's away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-2572080614518303042?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2572080614518303042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=2572080614518303042&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2572080614518303042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2572080614518303042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/11/all-hallows-eve.html' title='All Hallow&apos;s Eve'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aWXVAW_SGlU/TrA-IAWXD1I/AAAAAAAAGOI/wcs5HkvTN2Q/s72-c/2011-10-311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-949643215064577929</id><published>2011-10-28T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:30:38.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>Gone Fishin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-28.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you came by my house today you would have noticed that no one was home.&amp;nbsp; "Why?" you ask.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Because we were gone fishing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm not sure who was more excited about Preston's first fishing experience; Preston or Grandpa??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-281.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-281.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And when I say fishing I MEAN fishing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Is it cheating when it's a recently stocked trout pond?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Guess who's going to be eating trout every day&amp;nbsp; for the next week?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-282.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-282.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Wy begrudgingly sat on the sidelines &lt;i&gt;WISHING &lt;/i&gt;he could fish too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-283.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-283.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And after fishing?&amp;nbsp; Apple doughnuts, of course!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-284.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-284.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And mama got her box of "lunch box" apples (plus apple cider) to support the local economy;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(and because they were $12.50 for 20lbs!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-285.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-285.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And lastly we played on the uber fun playground next to the fudge shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Unfortunately no fudge purchased this year *sigh*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-286.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-286.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;All and all a good day I'd say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Thanks nana and grandpa!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: medium none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-949643215064577929?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/949643215064577929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=949643215064577929&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/949643215064577929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/949643215064577929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/10/gone-fishin.html' title='Gone Fishin&apos;'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-3008828361651191683</id><published>2011-10-27T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T20:42:19.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Halloween Party 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-geseR9nTpWM/TnqjOU-sCOI/AAAAAAAAGNA/wRf1jmhxxtk/s1600/import.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IxSjNfNBk3I/Tqohg3ZFFxI/AAAAAAAAGN4/SgWaojZnIts/s1600/2011-10-26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IxSjNfNBk3I/Tqohg3ZFFxI/AAAAAAAAGN4/SgWaojZnIts/s1600/2011-10-26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nate has to work Monday (and I always love an excuse to dress up) so we invited some neighbors and friends for a little party.&amp;nbsp; Thank you to everyone who brought food and who came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FTnZMC3zkT8/Tqoht6NWMtI/AAAAAAAAGOA/Qx3m9greiPo/s1600/Papers32.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FTnZMC3zkT8/Tqoht6NWMtI/AAAAAAAAGOA/Qx3m9greiPo/s1600/Papers32.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The biggest thanks goes to Nate who cleaned like a madman to get the house and yard ready.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and did I mention he did it all without my asking?&amp;nbsp; I swear I could not have done it without him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-3008828361651191683?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3008828361651191683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=3008828361651191683&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3008828361651191683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3008828361651191683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/10/nate-has-to-work-monday-and-i-always.html' title='Halloween Party 2011'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IxSjNfNBk3I/Tqohg3ZFFxI/AAAAAAAAGN4/SgWaojZnIts/s72-c/2011-10-26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-3233610784065351156</id><published>2011-10-22T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T19:55:20.526-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>All Good Things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sad to say Nate's vacation is officially over but we did take full advantage of the time off.&amp;nbsp; In addition to Disneyland and the Pumpkin Patch we also made it to &lt;a href="http://www.sixflags.com/discoveryKingdom/index.aspx"&gt;Six Flags Discovery Kingdom&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Uncle" Tyler was in the bay area for work (and to see his lady love) so we zipped down to spend the day with him.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and we brought Colin and Issei along with us as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pres loved the kiddie rides (for which there were NO lines) and the animals.&amp;nbsp; Poor Wy was a sport (what else is new?) considering he spend most of the day in the stroller or strapped to Nate's chest.&amp;nbsp; And because the price for a season pass was only a few dollars more we went ahead and got a season pass so I'm sure we'll be back at least a few times in the coming year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oIlNLSEcrHA/TqN-H6wbG-I/AAAAAAAAGN0/erDsBxDwLoQ/s1600/2011-10-15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oIlNLSEcrHA/TqN-H6wbG-I/AAAAAAAAGN0/erDsBxDwLoQ/s1600/2011-10-15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-3233610784065351156?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3233610784065351156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=3233610784065351156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3233610784065351156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3233610784065351156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-sad-to-say-nates-vacation-is.html' title='All Good Things...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oIlNLSEcrHA/TqN-H6wbG-I/AAAAAAAAGN0/erDsBxDwLoQ/s72-c/2011-10-15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-1272073548612299085</id><published>2011-10-13T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T01:19:10.030-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of doors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>The most wonderful time of the year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;No, I'm not talking about Christmas (which ALSO happens to be "the most wonderful time of the year) I'm talking about autumn and the arrival of all things "fall."&amp;nbsp; We returned to our most favorite pumpkin patch again (a new tradition) and were able to bring daddy this year.&amp;nbsp; (&lt;a href="http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-say-pumpkin.html"&gt;remember last year &lt;/a&gt;with Nana Lori?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me met up for lunch with our dear friends, the Ashby's, (sorry, no pics) for lunch then sent them on their way (they took the morning shift at "the patch") and took our turn enjoying the BEST pumpkin patch and some of what it has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/californiacool-alphas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/californiacool-alphas.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Preston can't resist the "tractors" where he spent a good portion of the time. &lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-13.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wy can't help but be all smiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-132.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-132.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We were able to bring along a family friend, Issei, who is in town visiting my in-laws from Japan.&amp;nbsp; He had never been to pumpkin patch so we darn well fixed that for him. &lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-131.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-131.jpg" /&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://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-133.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In addition to never having been to a pumpkin patch Issei had NEVER HAD APPLE PIE!&amp;nbsp; I know, right!?!&amp;nbsp; So here, people is a view of a young man's FIRST bite of apple pie, EVER!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(And yes, he liked it very much.&amp;nbsp; Please note that we polished the whole thing off...) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-134.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-134.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wy-wy was a fan of his first taste of apple pie as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-135.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-135.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-136.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-136.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-137.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-137.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-138.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-139.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-139.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And what's a trip to the pumpkin patch with out a hay ride?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-1310.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-1310.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Another year.&amp;nbsp; Another tradition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Life's good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-1310.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2011-10-1310.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&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/6376417500743964863-1272073548612299085?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1272073548612299085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=1272073548612299085&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/1272073548612299085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/1272073548612299085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/10/most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='The most wonderful time of the year!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-4203279599305038949</id><published>2011-10-10T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T20:15:14.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Disneyland!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xW_iSfGyqPQ/TpM_EeOCATI/AAAAAAAAGNs/iBFypmw577A/s1600/2011-10-042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="512" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xW_iSfGyqPQ/TpM_EeOCATI/AAAAAAAAGNs/iBFypmw577A/s640/2011-10-042.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Instead of doing Christmas presents my in-laws have taken us on a family vacation for the past couple of years.&amp;nbsp; (&lt;a href="http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2010/03/here-we-go.html"&gt;Remember last year?&lt;/a&gt;) This year we went to Disneyland and had a FANTASTIC time!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day one started off a bit drizzly but that didn't stop us from having a blast.&amp;nbsp; We had loads of fun on the buzz ligthyear ride (Preston LOVED it), star tours (so fun!) and a dose of nostalgic rides including Pinocchio, Snow White and the carousel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dIywoygN6sc/TpM-zzanC-I/AAAAAAAAGNk/_vki8tfnKks/s1600/2011-10-05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="512" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dIywoygN6sc/TpM-zzanC-I/AAAAAAAAGNk/_vki8tfnKks/s640/2011-10-05.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;On our second day in Los Angeles the weather turned against us (think POURING rain) so we headed north toward the &lt;a href="http://www.nhm.org/site/"&gt;Museum of Natural History of Los Angles&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It was AWESOME.&amp;nbsp; I especially loved the bug exhibit and the jewels but really it was all intriguing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8BOKoIHlwME/TpM-7pbl_1I/AAAAAAAAGNo/ZC_mFAAVcD0/s1600/2011-10-041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="512" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8BOKoIHlwME/TpM-7pbl_1I/AAAAAAAAGNo/ZC_mFAAVcD0/s640/2011-10-041.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;On day three the clouds cleared and we enjoyed a perfectly lovely day with partly cloudy skies and temperatures warm enough for us to brave &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Splash_Mountain"&gt;Splash Mountain&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tZG5KpnwsZ8/TpM_NcKt3oI/AAAAAAAAGNw/oKCus3qmlA0/s1600/Collages2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="512" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tZG5KpnwsZ8/TpM_NcKt3oI/AAAAAAAAGNw/oKCus3qmlA0/s640/Collages2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And we finished off our trip with a PERFECT day bouncing between Disneyland and California Adventure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Jeff and Linda for an amazing trip filled with wonderful memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Now I'm off to tend those nasty colds we picked up as souvenirs...don't worry they were TOTALLY worth it!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: medium none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-4203279599305038949?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4203279599305038949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=4203279599305038949&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/4203279599305038949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/4203279599305038949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/10/disneyland.html' title='Disneyland!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xW_iSfGyqPQ/TpM_EeOCATI/AAAAAAAAGNs/iBFypmw577A/s72-c/2011-10-042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-3262042935297150403</id><published>2011-10-01T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T10:54:23.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>This is What it's All About</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CHxxcbsNvII/TodRvGrQZ1I/AAAAAAAAGNY/N1DR8qH13ss/s1600/IMG_0391.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CHxxcbsNvII/TodRvGrQZ1I/AAAAAAAAGNY/N1DR8qH13ss/s640/IMG_0391.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: medium none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-3262042935297150403?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3262042935297150403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=3262042935297150403&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3262042935297150403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3262042935297150403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-is-what-its-all-about.html' title='This is What it&apos;s All About'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CHxxcbsNvII/TodRvGrQZ1I/AAAAAAAAGNY/N1DR8qH13ss/s72-c/IMG_0391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-1381133754981665841</id><published>2011-09-22T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T21:17:25.417-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Wyatt's First Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-geseR9nTpWM/TnqjOU-sCOI/AAAAAAAAGNA/wRf1jmhxxtk/s640/import.jpg" width="640" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Wyatt's one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-00DbYHtaw7c/TnqjXf8ShLI/AAAAAAAAGNI/tcm3EAckxXc/s1600/import+921.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-00DbYHtaw7c/TnqjXf8ShLI/AAAAAAAAGNI/tcm3EAckxXc/s640/import+921.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We celebrated with family and friends, cake and presents! &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/-vIABNUR2Vbw/Tnqjch9WS7I/AAAAAAAAGNM/0KLydTth-lg/s1600/import+9211.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vIABNUR2Vbw/Tnqjch9WS7I/AAAAAAAAGNM/0KLydTth-lg/s640/import+9211.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-geseR9nTpWM/TnqjOU-sCOI/AAAAAAAAGNA/wRf1jmhxxtk/s1600/import.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/import1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wyatt is such a fun boy.&amp;nbsp; And he is ALL boy.&amp;nbsp; Wyatt is my redheaded wonder.&amp;nbsp; He&amp;nbsp;loves running/staggering around with his brother.&amp;nbsp; He has been walking for about a month now and is all over the place and into everything.&amp;nbsp; It's so funny and fun to find toys in the most random of places!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wyatt also LOVES to climb. I've moved all the outside toys onto the grass for his safety.&amp;nbsp; The other day he got up on Preston's tricycle.&amp;nbsp; After sitting for a moment in the regular riding position, he&amp;nbsp; decided to up the ante by putting both feet on the seat of the trike while holding onto the handlebars.&amp;nbsp; And if that's not enough, he then released the handlebars and, with a big grin, put his arms out as if to say, "TADA!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wyatt also has developed a very unpleasant habit of SCREECHING when he wants something, when I'm getting something too slow, or when you take something away from him.&amp;nbsp; I'm hoping when he can use words, he will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of words, Wyatt is saying a few words!&amp;nbsp; We have mama, and dada and, I believe, llama.&amp;nbsp; (He has a very sweet llama he received from Grandma Janet along with the adorable books "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Llama-Misses-Mama-Anna-Dewdney/dp/0670061980/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1316662097&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;Llama, Llama Misses Mama&lt;/a&gt;," and "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Llama-Red-Pajama-Anna-Dewdney/dp/0670059838/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1316662097&amp;amp;sr=1-3"&gt;Llama, Llama Red Pajama&lt;/a&gt;.")&amp;nbsp; He also parrots a lot of words but only when he wants to.&amp;nbsp; Silly boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wyatt is a constant joy in our lives.&amp;nbsp; We love him SO MUCH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being ours, Wy-Wy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-1381133754981665841?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1381133754981665841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=1381133754981665841&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/1381133754981665841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/1381133754981665841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/wyatts-first-birthday.html' title='Wyatt&apos;s First Birthday'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-geseR9nTpWM/TnqjOU-sCOI/AAAAAAAAGNA/wRf1jmhxxtk/s72-c/import.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-4630854891886554582</id><published>2011-09-11T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T09:00:54.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 years</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/-m--nmvS-kj0/Tb924RraXLI/AAAAAAAAAMc/O3HNy-5M7jE/s1600/iwo-9-11-final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 516px; height: 600px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m--nmvS-kj0/Tb924RraXLI/AAAAAAAAAMc/O3HNy-5M7jE/s1600/iwo-9-11-final.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We'll always remember.  We'll never forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it really 10 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-4630854891886554582?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4630854891886554582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=4630854891886554582&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/4630854891886554582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/4630854891886554582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/10-years.html' title='10 years'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m--nmvS-kj0/Tb924RraXLI/AAAAAAAAAMc/O3HNy-5M7jE/s72-c/iwo-9-11-final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-7342225615293698419</id><published>2011-09-10T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T21:27:58.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>Life is too short</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Life is too short to worry yourself about people who don't deserve to be an issue in your life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pinned on my &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/35782243/"&gt;words of wisdom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone who left me a nice note.  You guys made me laugh and helped me pick myself back up.  I cried a bit, took a nice long nap (thank you, my love) and all was well again.  Life is too short and I have too many people who I love and that love me back to shed any more tears over Mr. Sperm Donor (as Nate lovingly calls him).  Pity Party's OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to decide how to go forward from here.  I know I'm going to, eventually, try and contact other members of Doug's (yup!  That's his name) family but I'm not sure who and how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could try and contact one of his sisters (he has three) to find out if it would really traumatize his parents.  I don't want to cause them pain and if his sisters agree that it would be too hard I will leave them alone.  Then I could see if his sisters can discreetly gather a comprehensive health history for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But according to my grandma (aka &lt;a href="http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/search/label/gg"&gt;GG&lt;/a&gt;)  any grandparents would be happy to find out they have more  grandchildren...unless there's something wrong with them.  Oh, and she's  going to help me with the genealogy too so I've got that covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I could just straight up contact Guy and Sheila.  I was thinking a letter might be the most unobtrusive or I could call or, considering I found their home address (thank you google), I could show up at their doorstep.  (Don't worry.  I'm not really going to show up at their door...but wouldn't it be funny?  I could swing by Doug's house on my way...haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would your next move be?  I would love your insight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, because someone asked, here's the next room on your&lt;a href="http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/07/all-about.html"&gt; tour of the house&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the BARE walls.  Do you have a favorite place for children's artwork?  I'm looking for something with a retro feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog17.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even with the bare walls I love his room.  It feels so bright and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you again for your kind words!  You made my day better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-7342225615293698419?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7342225615293698419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=7342225615293698419&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/7342225615293698419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/7342225615293698419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/life-is-too-short.html' title='Life is too short'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-5661616336114729659</id><published>2011-09-08T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T11:40:24.139-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>Rejection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got a call back from my biological father today and as much as you try to be prepared for this, I gotta say, the rejection really hurts.  And beyond that he refused my two requests.  I hoped that he could supply me with a medical history and my genealogy.  His answer was no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and he also requested that I not try to get into contact with his parents because they are old and it would hurt them so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic.  So if I do try and contact them that makes me a selfish bitch who doesn't care if she breaks the heart of her elderly, ailing grandparents.  Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had been better prepared.  All I could say after he informed me that he does not want any sort of relationship AND he will not be getting me MY family history or MY medical information was, "oh.  well, everyone has to do what is best for them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have me a good cry now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-5661616336114729659?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5661616336114729659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=5661616336114729659&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5661616336114729659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5661616336114729659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/rejection.html' title='Rejection'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-4159674386083356800</id><published>2011-09-04T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T21:21:16.873-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sumptuous september'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traditions'/><title type='text'>Traditions- Sunday Dinner at Nana Linda's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 640px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday dinner at Nana Linda's.  It's one of those simple traditions that make our world go round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog10-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 640px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog10-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait for this little cutie to be big enough to join in the fun.  I have visions of all the fun Wy and Vi will have together at Sunday dinners.  They already stare at one another as if they have secrets meant only for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 640px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And for now Pres, Wy and Nana Linda make the best of the hours after dinner but before bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would I do without you, Nana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Don't go to England!!!  I think I speak for Sarah as well as myself when I say WE CAN'T SURVIVE WITHOUT YOU!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Sumptuous September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B/F- cold cereal for kiddos and left over corn bread for me&lt;br /&gt;L- "Mama, p'ease I have pasgetti (spaghetti) for lunch???"&lt;br /&gt;D- Baked Chicken at nana's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 640px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-4159674386083356800?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4159674386083356800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=4159674386083356800&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/4159674386083356800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/4159674386083356800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/traditions-sunday-dinner-at-nana-lindas.html' title='Traditions- Sunday Dinner at Nana Linda&apos;s'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-1282862141578218555</id><published>2011-09-03T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T15:37:15.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sumptuous september'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Cause for Jubilation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Driving home from GG's house I couldn't help but feel blissful.  I feel so lucky to have these people in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful cousin, Emily (in the black shirt), is getting married next winter to a nice young man named Keith.  (The guy in the Y shirt.)  Keith is doing rotations for medical school and is moving from Seattle to LA for his next phase.  Emily flew up to Washington to accompany him on his way and, lucky for us, they decided to make a pit stop at GG's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GG hosted the mini-reunion at her home just a few miles from my house.  Uncle Mark and Vanessa, mom, Chris and the boys (I didn't manage to get a picture of y'all...I'm a jerk!) plus my cousin Ashley and her hubby Jesse joined the festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and don't forget the cutest little boys on the planet.  They were there too.  It is really fun to watch them play with the same toys I grew up playing with at GG's.  Wyatt was really into putting the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_People#Original_Little_People"&gt;fisher price little people&lt;/a&gt; into the different slots and watching for where they came out.  I think he's going to be a puzzle lovin' kind of kid... we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Sumptuous September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B/F- English muffins&lt;br /&gt;L- PB&amp;amp;J's for the kiddos and salad for me&lt;br /&gt;D- &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=hawaiian+haystacks&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;hs=L14&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;prmd=ivnse&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;tbo=u&amp;amp;source=univ&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;ei=PvpiTqHsJePWiAL0mtHDCg&amp;amp;ved=0CDgQsAQ&amp;amp;biw=1229&amp;amp;bih=491"&gt;Hawaiian Haystacks&lt;/a&gt; at GG's and Whole Wheat Chocolate Cake &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(recipe follows)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;One-Bowl Chocolate Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;adapted from better homes and gardens "&lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipe/chocolate-cakes/one-bowl-chocolate-cake/"&gt;one bowl chocolate cake&lt;/a&gt;" recipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup whole wheat flour&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup white flour&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup unsweetened cocoa powder&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup unsweetened applesauce&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="instructions" class="instructions"&gt;                             &lt;span class="ACThead4 heading4"&gt;directions&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; Preheat oven to 350 degree F. Grease and lightly flour a 9x1-1/2-inch round or 8x8x2-inch baking pan. &lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; In a large mixing bowl combine flour,  sugar, cocoa powder, baking soda, baking powder, and salt. Add milk, applesauce , and vanilla. Mix for two minutes. Add egg and beat 2 minutes  more. Pour batter into prepared pan. &lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt; Bake for 30 to 35 minutes or until a wooden  toothpick comes out clean. Cool cake on a wire rack for 10 minutes.  Remove cake from pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Chocolate Almond Butter Frosting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; adapted from&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2007/06/the_best_chocol/"&gt; Pioneer Woman's Best Chocolate Sheet Cake, EVER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;directions&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 3/4 cup salted butter&lt;br /&gt;3 heaping teaspoons unsweetened cocoa powder&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons milk&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoons vanilla&lt;br /&gt;2 cups powdered sugar (give or take)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup chopped almonds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chop almonds finely.  Melt butter in a saucepan. Add cocoa, stir to  combine, then turn off heat.  Add the milk, vanilla.  Add powdered sugar a cup at a time until frosting reaches desired consistency. Add the almonds, stir together, and pour over warm  cake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-1282862141578218555?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1282862141578218555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=1282862141578218555&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/1282862141578218555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/1282862141578218555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/cause-for-jubilation.html' title='Cause for Jubilation'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-3777248690344892648</id><published>2011-09-02T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T08:26:06.728-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sumptuous september'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>A mechanic and a dare devil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/Desktop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/Desktop.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Preston is a daddy's boy ALL THE WAY.  It's fun to see his interpretation of what dad's doing.  Nate had to do some work on &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;big red&lt;/span&gt; (our 1999 Chevy Cavalier) and Pres wanted to help.  After a while of watching Pres ran through the house and out into the backyard.  When I went to check on him he was "fixing" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his &lt;/span&gt;car (my stroller tipped back on the handle bar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so fun to watch his blossoming imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/Papers17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/Papers17.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I fear Wy is going to be a little daredevil.  He wants to climb everything.  If he sees a step stool, a ladder, stairs, boxes, cushions, baskets...or anything else that can give him a leg up he's on top of it.  His current favorite things to climb on are the tricycle with a step in the back, the kitchen step stool and the play boat with a seat shaped like a step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to see him discover new things but not so great when he is still feeling out the balancing thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing paces a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumptuous September is going well so far.  I hardly miss fast food at all.  We have had some delicious meals thus far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;September 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B/F- French Toast&lt;br /&gt;L- Egg burritos&lt;br /&gt;D- Breakfast burritos and homemade peach ice cream&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (recipe to come later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;September 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B/F- Whole Wheat Pancakes with berry sauce&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (recipe follows)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iL- PB&amp;amp;J's&lt;br /&gt;D- Eggplant Parmesan (with eggplant from the garden), tomato, cucumber and basil feta salad and more fresh peaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(mostly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; Whole Wheat Pancakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(adapted from my mom-in-law's recipe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After many tweaks and a few flop batches this seems to be my favorite adaptation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2/3 cup whole wheat flour&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup white flour&lt;br /&gt;4 tablespoons sugar&lt;br /&gt;1.5 teaspoon baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon lemon juice or vinegar&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Heat griddle or frying pan over medium heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  In a medium sized bowl sift dry ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Add milk, lemon juice and egg and mix well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  With ladle or large spoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; (depending on desired pancake size)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; pour batter onto greased griddle or frying pan.  When batter begins to bubble flip pancake.  Check after another minute or two.  Pancake is done when it is brown on both sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Berry Sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cups frozen berry mix&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (I like Costco's berry mix with blueberries, blackberries, Marion berries and raspberries)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2-3 tablespoons water&lt;br /&gt;4 tablespoons sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dump all ingredients into a small sauce pan.  Bring to boil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve hot over pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7293.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-3777248690344892648?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3777248690344892648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=3777248690344892648&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3777248690344892648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3777248690344892648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/mechanic-and-dare-devil.html' title='A mechanic and a dare devil'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-1427878748511541748</id><published>2011-09-01T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:49:09.116-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sumptuous september'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>Sumptuous September</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;HEEEEEEEELO September!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; If you haven't heard &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/search/label/autumn"&gt;autumn &lt;/a&gt;is my most favorite time of year&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and September just happens to be the month that ushers it in!  YeeHaw!  And while it still feels very much like summer here I am excited for cooler nights, high school football games, blue jeans (more specifically NATHAN in blue jeans, mmmmmm...),  hot cider, Halloween (still deciding on costumes for the boys!), Thanksgiving, sweaters, pumpkins... boy am I excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But let's not get ahead of ourselves.  Right now I am trying *trying* to savor these last bits of summer.  We have had a pretty great summer with lots of time out of doors, loads of fresh fruit from our garden as well as friends and family's gardens, swimming, and oodles of lounging in the yard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Do my kids &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;wear clothes???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Also, I wanted to let you know that for the WHOLE MONTH of September I will not be eating out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this may not seem news worthy at your house at ours it's a big deal.  Stay tuned &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (or run for your life so you don't DIE of boredom)&lt;/span&gt;for a play by play of our &lt;del&gt;struggle, insanity, stupidity, &lt;/del&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adventure !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;del&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;del&gt;&lt;del&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/del&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/6376417500743964863-1427878748511541748?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1427878748511541748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=1427878748511541748&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/1427878748511541748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/1427878748511541748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/sumptuous-september.html' title='Sumptuous September'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-5464712001451423067</id><published>2011-08-30T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T12:40:54.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Pandora</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7118.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rockin' it LIVE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7098.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;From the Taylor's family room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7108.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wy-wy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7129.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Preston Taylor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7082.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rockin' to the tunes of mama's &lt;a href="http://jackjohnsonmusic.com/welcome/"&gt;Jack Johnson&lt;/a&gt; "station" on &lt;a href="http://www.pandora.com/"&gt;Pandora radio&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7076.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tune in tomorrow for an encore cause we may have to make this a daily thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-5464712001451423067?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5464712001451423067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=5464712001451423067&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5464712001451423067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5464712001451423067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/pandora.html' title='Pandora'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-7592530792146761448</id><published>2011-08-30T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T12:41:57.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><title type='text'>More salad, please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7070.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After numerous helpings of cereal (well after breakfast time) Preston was still requesting more.  I've decided to offer vegetables to see if he's actually still hungry of if he's just munching.  So when he asked for more cereal I offered carrots.  Pres declined and said he wanted something else.  I offered him salad and, to my surprise, he said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7068.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put a few leaves and let him pick out a dressing.  I figured it would be a one bite snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7069.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, much to my surprise, he finished his first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7063.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and requested,&lt;br /&gt;"p'ease I have more salad, mama?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_7061.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, I'm going with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-7592530792146761448?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7592530792146761448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=7592530792146761448&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/7592530792146761448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/7592530792146761448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/more-salad-please.html' title='More salad, please.'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-5833696153417476881</id><published>2011-08-26T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T09:00:53.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Look Who's Walkin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6874.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Look who's walkin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6875.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come to mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6876.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6877.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6878.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU MADE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6879.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And back again!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6880.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, almost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago Wyatt looked at me, looked at couch across the room, looked back at me and took off.  He made it six steps before he lost his balance.  I was screaming and clapping and thoroughly confused Preston.  ("Why are you clapping, mama???")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wy has dabbled here and there with the walking since his six step day but today is the first day  that makes me believe he is wanting to make the switch.  Today he took twelve steps in a row, he is standing without needing something to pull himself up with and he is practicing walking every chance he gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6904.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sweet boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6892.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(yummy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Pres decided he finally wants to ride his "big boy bike."  Linda found it on craigslist a while back but Pres wasn't quite ready to give up his trike until recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is very excited to take his bike "walkin" next time we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6925.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6943.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6948.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(don't worry.  he didn't wet his pants he was just running through the sprinklers.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;phew&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6949.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6950.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6951.jpg" alt="" 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://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6955.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6974.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a random picture of a fully loaded  Hungarian wax pepper plant.  Now if I only knew what to do with a Hungarian wax pepper we would be set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-5833696153417476881?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5833696153417476881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=5833696153417476881&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5833696153417476881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5833696153417476881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/look-whos-walkin.html' title='Look Who&apos;s Walkin&apos;'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-3677129691197298539</id><published>2011-08-23T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T09:56:46.462-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Insomina, Raising Cain and Waldorf Schools</title><content type='html'>I blame this entire post on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/pbs.org"&gt;PBS&lt;/a&gt;.  Back in 2006 I watched a documentary called "&lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/opb/raisingcain/"&gt;Raising Cain&lt;/a&gt;" that forever changed how I looked at raising boys.  Who knew that two years later (almost exactly) I would have a little boy and two and a half years after that I would have another.  I am so grateful that I happened upon the show an decided to stick through the whole thing.  (Other than the insomnia it's causing tonight.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.michaelthompson-phd.com/images/books/raising_cain_450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 450px;" src="http://www.michaelthompson-phd.com/images/books/raising_cain_450.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been laying in bed an hour trying to will myself to sleep but, alas, it has still escaped me.  School, or rather, preschool is on my brain.  It seems like it should be so simple  but now, with decisions before me, It's not.  I feel as if we stand at a cross roads and the path we choose will forever impact my son(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am agonizing over, at this very moment, is what kind of education I want Preston to have.  I can't decided if I want Preston to do regular public school or if we want to take the&lt;a href="http://www.whywaldorfworks.org/"&gt; Waldorf &lt;/a&gt;route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I had a very happy, productive experience in public education, "&lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/opb/raisingcain/"&gt;Raising Cain&lt;/a&gt;" brought to light a whole slew of concerns when it comes to public education and boys.  I'm not saying Waldorf is the answer but it does seem to fill some of the voids that I am concerned about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Waldorf, you ask?  While kindergarten in pubic schools revolves around a structured learning the Waldorf method focuses on imagination, games, story telling, exploring nature and crafts.  I love that Waldorf celebrates childhood and eases children from the home into school.  I love that if focuses on the seasons, the earth, working with your hands and creating beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i-cdn.apartmenttherapy.com/uimages/ny/waldorf-classroom-resized.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 540px; height: 405px;" src="http://i-cdn.apartmenttherapy.com/uimages/ny/waldorf-classroom-resized.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/ny/ny-design-meetup/maxwells-behind-the-scenes-tour-relaunch-preview-apartment-therapy-design-evenings-148195"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;image via apartment thearapy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a lot of ways it seems like a no brain-er to go this route but then I do have a few concerns about Waldorf as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;First and foremost it's unknown.  I never went to a Waldorf school and I don't really know what it's like.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will they end up educationally behind there public school counterparts?  You can find all kinds of statics stating the contrary but you know what they say about statistics...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It seems to be a very all-or-nothing kind of community.  a) They have strong feelings and "rules" about technology and that worries me a bit.  I do limit the amount of time Preston watches movies but we do watch them daily.  This seems to be a big no-no for Waldorf. b) Toys.  From everything I've read and seen Waldorf toys are very specific. Wooden, simple and somewhat nondescript.  I appreciate the concept of leaving much to the imagination but I'm not sure I am ready to give up all other kinds of toys.&lt;a href="http://lghttp.5690.nexcesscdn.net/804398/magento/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/w/a/waldorf-wooden-doll-house-dollhouse-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://lghttp.5690.nexcesscdn.net/804398/magento/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/w/a/waldorf-wooden-doll-house-dollhouse-small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lghttp.5690.nexcesscdn.net/804398/magento/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/h/e/helicopter5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://lghttp.5690.nexcesscdn.net/804398/magento/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/h/e/helicopter5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photos via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://bellalunatoys.com/"&gt;bellalunatoys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o there you have it.  My totally random, probably entirely uninteresting post.  I am mostly writing this for myself so maybe my mind will stop whirling long enough for me to get to sleep.  Maybe I'll read it in the morning and delete it but then again, maybe not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6376417500743964863-3677129691197298539?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3677129691197298539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=3677129691197298539&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3677129691197298539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3677129691197298539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/insomina-raising-cain-and-waldorf.html' title='Insomina, Raising Cain and Waldorf Schools'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-3592141361338581107</id><published>2011-08-18T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T21:04:36.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Scott's Flat Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took the boys camping last week.  Nate took a couple of days off work, we loaded up the car and headed for the mountains.  I have never been to Scott's Flat Lake but I think it may be a new favorite place to go.  It is just past Nevada City (why have I never been to Nevada City either???) and down a bit by a lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had loads of fun and were SO HAPPY to be spending some quality time with my in-laws.  We were especially grateful that Nate's brother and his wife (Stephen and Melinda) and their son, James, made the trek out for a last minute family gathering.&lt;br /&gt;(We really missed you Megan, Karl, Camryn, Tamsin and Colin!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6430.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been really excited to take my boys camping.  I grew up camping and I am hoping they have the same love of the outdoors that I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6425.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not going to lie.  Camping with an almost-one-year-old who is almost walking is TOUGH!  I'm excited to try again when he is walking well and is, hopefully, not putting &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYTHING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say I there was&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a lot&lt;/span&gt; of mouth-scooping on this trip.&lt;br /&gt;I think Wyatt is going to have an immune system of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;steel&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6450.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6456.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on the trip were Sarah and Michael and their beautiful (and oh so smiley!) little Violet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violet loves here daddy and Michael is a great dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6473.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve and James around the campfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6471.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6472.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt was constantly trying to free himself from our laps but, try as he may, he could not escape the grasp of the dadders.&lt;br /&gt;(poor Wy-man)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6484.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fun memory I want to recreate for my kiddos were the "fun foods" we got to have when we camped.  Juice boxes, pop tarts, bear claws and those little mini individually packed cereals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly, I know, but it made me so happy to see my kids enjoying the once-in-a-blue-moon camp treats I devoured as a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the small things you remember after all the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6492.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Wyatt trying desperately to get the juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6497.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6514.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6511.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana getting some Wy-Wy love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6518.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like my brother-in-law, Michael.  His goal for this trip was to catch a fish and eat it and while he may not win any awards for the size of his fish he can check his goal off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Other things learned from the trip:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night was PLENTY for a first trip.&lt;br /&gt;Going up early in the morning and going home late made it seem like we were there a lot longer.  (In a good way.)&lt;br /&gt;Bring more fruit and veggies.&lt;br /&gt;Apply more bug spray.&lt;br /&gt;Camping not to far from where you live is AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look totally rad sans make-up whilst nursing a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6523.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-3592141361338581107?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3592141361338581107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=3592141361338581107&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3592141361338581107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3592141361338581107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/scotts-flat-lake.html' title='Scott&apos;s Flat Lake'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-5325321765547319732</id><published>2011-08-15T10:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T15:33:14.904-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Ocho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/wedding1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/wedding1-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eight years and we've had a pretty good run if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/us4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/us4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving 2004&lt;br /&gt;(we were so skinny!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/us2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/us2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second anniversary&lt;br /&gt;(taken at Jeff's house in Utah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/us3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/us3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Dave Carey's wedding reception 2008&lt;br /&gt;(Pres looks so happy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/us1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/us1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th anniversary&lt;br /&gt;(first one after we had Pres)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/hospital.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 533px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/hospital.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment after Wyatt was born&lt;br /&gt;(courtesy of &lt;a href="http://susanneashbyphotography.com/2010/09/miracle-sacramento-roseville-birth-photographer/"&gt;susanneashby.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/family.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our happy little family.&lt;br /&gt;(another from &lt;a href="http://susanneashby.com/"&gt;Susanne Ashby&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love you, Nathan Taylor,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to infinity and beyond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-5325321765547319732?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5325321765547319732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=5325321765547319732&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5325321765547319732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5325321765547319732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/ocho.html' title='Ocho'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-3661887154465154110</id><published>2011-08-09T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T16:37:07.424-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreaming'/><title type='text'>Take Me Away, Please</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/p9isboDgxMM" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Live the Language- Barcelona (my favorite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(This one's for you Megan...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;swoon&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1_QO8LoGNpc" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Live the Language- Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-3661887154465154110?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3661887154465154110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=3661887154465154110&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3661887154465154110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3661887154465154110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/take-me-away-please.html' title='Take Me Away, Please'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/p9isboDgxMM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-2135110030114436832</id><published>2011-08-03T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T22:26:26.962-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tutorial'/><title type='text'>Big Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6334.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(One of the best (and most certainly the prettiest) desserts I've EVER made.  If you're interested in the recipe let me know and I'll post it.  It was TO DIE FOR!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's pretty simple to get bigger blog pictures and, although it takes an extra step, it is faster than uploading your pictures directly to blogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Create a &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;photobucket &lt;/a&gt;or &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/"&gt;flickr &lt;/a&gt;account.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (I personally prefer photobucket for this purpose.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Upload your pictures to your new account and notice that each image has a drop-down menu of options to choose from.  You want the "direct link" option for this purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start a new post.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click the usual icon used to upload pictures.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Instead of "adding image from computer" go to "add image from the web."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now go back to photobucket (or flickr) and click on "direct link" to copy the code.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Return to the blogger photo window and insert code into "URL" slot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click "add more images" if you are going to add more images and repeat the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6347.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6279.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6292.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6291.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it.  Bigger blogger pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-2135110030114436832?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2135110030114436832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=2135110030114436832&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2135110030114436832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2135110030114436832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/big-pictures.html' title='Big Pictures'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-1218964150266275967</id><published>2011-08-03T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T21:02:29.411-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love'/><title type='text'>SURPRISE Visit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6355.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister, Cynthia, lives up in Washington we don't see much of her these days.  She is a manager of a Radio Shack and has a hard time getting time off and I HATE IT!  Seeing your sister only once a year is UNACCEPTABLE!  She was supposed to come for a spell in September but it turns out that she will be moving and a trip down south is just not going to work out so, because she had a few days off, she decided to come see me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, she really came to see mom but lucky for me I live close to mom so I got to see her too.  The fun part was it was a surprise.  Mom was in Tahoe until Sunday and C got in Sunday afternoon so we swept up to mom's house for a surprise attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say we got mom good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlucky for us the trip was really just a whirlwind trip so C was back off Washington this afternoon so we decided to snap a few pics while we had the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6364.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6393.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6377.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boys &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;aunt Cynthia (I'm sure it has &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing &lt;/span&gt;to do with the purchase of a a motorcycle shirt with attached transformer, right C???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, because the camera was out, I had to snap a few of daddy and Wy-Wy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6408.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6410.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6415.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-1218964150266275967?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1218964150266275967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=1218964150266275967&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/1218964150266275967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/1218964150266275967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/surprise-visit.html' title='SURPRISE Visit!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-8054834251519574537</id><published>2011-07-27T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T21:33:34.739-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Red-Handed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"NATE!!!"  I hollered down the hall this morning.&lt;br /&gt;"I need your help."  I followed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Nate made it to the family room he saw what I found when I got out of bed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6172.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh.  Looks like you were caught red-handed," Nate said.&lt;br /&gt;"They're not red, they're CHOCOLATE,"  Pres retorted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6170.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6171.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6176.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I guess that's what I get for leaving the Nutella out on the couch last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6179.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little rascal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I will do a blog soon about how to make your blog pictures bigger, Lindsay.  It's super fast and easy and I would do it tonight but I'm too tired and sore from my run!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-8054834251519574537?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8054834251519574537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=8054834251519574537&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/8054834251519574537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/8054834251519574537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/07/red-handed.html' title='Red-Handed'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-2236434775835370903</id><published>2011-07-22T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T21:58:55.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Love-Hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becca and Preston have a serious love-hate relationship.  Jess and the girls were at Jessica's mother in-laws for a couple of days and Pres thought he was going to die.  He must have asked me a million times where his cousins were and when were the coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the moment we are in the same room with them he is hassling Becca again.  What a stinker!  He sure does like to push buttons (not that that is a surprise).  But while they sometimes have a hard time getting along they also LOVE playing together.  Especially outside.&lt;br /&gt;r&lt;br /&gt;For the hour and a half before bedtime these kiddos played "lions."  They had watched "The Lion King" earlier in the day and apparently the only scene they remembered was the fight scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness Becca is a rough-and-tumble kind of girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Wy-wy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5993.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kid cannot get enough of "walking."  He loves pushing anything and everything he can get his hands on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6042.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is go-go-go all day long!&lt;br /&gt;This mama is more than a little exhausted at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_6015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they are so worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-2236434775835370903?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2236434775835370903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=2236434775835370903&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2236434775835370903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2236434775835370903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/07/love-hate.html' title='Love-Hate'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-4204947930884185013</id><published>2011-07-18T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T21:21:35.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Thank you, summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just realized, at this very moment, that I am the lamest daughter EVER.  I didn't take a single picture from mom's birthday lunch today.  Perhaps it was due to the screeching children (okay just one child in particular) that caused my lapse in judgment.  Sorry about that mom!  I REALLY DO LOVE YOU and want to publicly wish you a VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to do a shout-out to summer.  Thank you so much for giving us perfect playing out of doors weather.  Thank you for easing our transition from house of two children to home of four!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5868.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5865.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5860.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5882.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5877.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you summer for being here for us just when we need you most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-4204947930884185013?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4204947930884185013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=4204947930884185013&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/4204947930884185013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/4204947930884185013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/07/thank-you-summer.html' title='Thank you, summer'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-5386060607754098873</id><published>2011-07-16T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T16:10:03.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home tour'/><title type='text'>All About</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think all summer days should be like today.  While I am EXHAUSTED from having a house full of kiddos (I don't know how you people do it with four kids of your own???) I feel like it was a summer day lived to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5834.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving cars on the patio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5810.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raced through the sprinklers to the fence and back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5789.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Wished we could race with the other cousins.  (Most of his outdoor time was spent in the nude today.  Naked baby buns are WAY TOO CUTE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5820.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's going to be a crazy six months but I think it's going to all be worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5733.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. These are for Megan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5748.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My hair is looking awesome thanks to&lt;a href="http://karlandmegan.blogspot.com/2011/06/not-your-mothers.html"&gt; those hair products you recommended&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5718.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here's the first picture of our house (and the area I'm most excited about.)&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/6376417500743964863-5386060607754098873?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5386060607754098873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=5386060607754098873&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5386060607754098873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5386060607754098873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/07/all-about.html' title='All About'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-3226019844610412034</id><published>2011-07-13T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T15:37:22.261-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Sweet Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We finally got the internet (hooray!) and I have lots to catch up on but so little time so I'm going to just show you the adorable pictures I took of Jessica's family last night.  Aaron is off to Afghanistan on Saturday so I wanted to be sure to get some cute family pictures before he left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5512.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5518.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5527.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5540.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5554.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5559.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after nana Lori took the kiddos out for some bubble fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5683.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5582.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5585.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5624.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most handsome boys in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5710.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you GG for having us all over for swimming and dinner.  It was a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-3226019844610412034?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3226019844610412034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=3226019844610412034&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3226019844610412034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3226019844610412034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/07/sweet-family.html' title='Sweet Family'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-6907905517150370233</id><published>2011-06-14T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T21:18:33.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leavin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm heading out tomorrow morning early. &lt;/span&gt; Really early.  Like I should already be in bed earlier.  I taking a trip to meet up with some of my bio family and to take my baby to the see the sea for the first time.  It's been far too long since I have walked on a beach!  I hope you don't miss us too much and hopefully I have millions of fun pictures to share when I get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Have a good week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_5034.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4990.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4985.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-6907905517150370233?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6907905517150370233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=6907905517150370233&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/6907905517150370233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/6907905517150370233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/leavin.html' title='Leavin&apos;'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-597585981234341027</id><published>2011-06-11T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T20:42:23.078-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Walker Ideas???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4879.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looks like we need a walker toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4887.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause this guy is using our storage tub to get around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Anyone have a recommendation?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4891.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4889.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4880.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You'd think he was proud of himself or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4896.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And look who will smile for pictures again.  I hope it lasts! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I wish his eyes were in focus.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4897.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-597585981234341027?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/597585981234341027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=597585981234341027&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/597585981234341027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/597585981234341027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-need.html' title='Walker Ideas???'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-94283760516451079</id><published>2011-06-10T20:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T21:06:10.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The house is quiet.  Not just the normal post-bedtime quiet but a "no electronics going except my laptop's fan" quiet.  Usually I listen to music or have the television on in the background when I blog but tonight it didn't seem fitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always feel this way in the first few weeks of really warm spring/summer weather.  I throw open the windows, turn off the t.v. and listen to the sounds outside my home.  I can hear the neighbor kids bouncing a basketball, the clock ticking on the wall and the distant sound of the traffic on the interstate.  Sometimes I even pretend that the whoosing of the traffic are waves crashing on the shore just over the dunes.&lt;br /&gt;I love this time of year.  I love the breeze blowing in from my window.  I love that I just lost the last bit of light outside and it is after 9:00 pm .  I love the feeling of renewed life that comes with summer.  Summer makes me feel like I can do anything.  It makes me want to do everything.&lt;br /&gt;Summer makes me want to savor life all that much more because I know how fleeting it is.  Summer is here again and that means another year has past.  Wyatt's first birthday is in three months.  How is that possible?  Didn't he just arrive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4849.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Preston.  He really dosen't look like a toddler anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was him last summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 531px; height: 799px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0068.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this morning.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4853.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is most certainly a little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least Darla reamains unchanged.  Still a stinker, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4844.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it.  I'm going to shut off the computer, go and sit outside for a bit and take it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-94283760516451079?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/94283760516451079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=94283760516451079&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/94283760516451079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/94283760516451079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/listening.html' title='Listening'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/th_DSC_0068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-5127479567890693942</id><published>2011-06-09T20:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T20:29:56.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Juneuary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4763.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello, June!  I was getting a little worried that you were going to pass us up.  We have had a very strange spring here in northern California.  Usually we are well into our 90 degree weather by the time we June but this year we had *wait for it* SNOW in the Sierras in June.  Madness I tell you.  The funny thing is having such a cool wet spring has turned us into a bunch of sissies.  Everyone is complaining about how hot it has been the past two days.  85 degrees is not hot.  Maybe that's hot for some places but that is NOT hot for here.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me I like it hot.  Especially since I have two busy boys who LOVE to be OUTSIDE.  Who am I kidding? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I &lt;/span&gt;LOVE to be outside.  And you know what makes it even better?  Our new backyard.  A shaded patio, lots of lawn, a paved walkway for Pres to tricycle about and we are set for summer.&lt;br /&gt;No, we are not moved in yet but the paint is up, the floors are washed, the refrigerator is in (as of about an hour ago) and we are mostly ready to go.  Nate heads back to work tomorrow so the processes will be stalled from now until Tuesday but I'm alright with that.  Just don't expect to find me hanging around this house if you want to come visit.  No sirree.   We will be lounging on the back porch with our squirt bottles or perhaps running around the park behind the house.  THAT'S where you will find this gang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4798.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4796.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4812.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4781.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4790.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4753.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4815.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4758.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-5127479567890693942?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5127479567890693942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=5127479567890693942&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5127479567890693942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5127479567890693942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/goodbye-juneuary.html' title='Goodbye Juneuary!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-2067287013634367805</id><published>2011-06-06T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T22:16:57.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafting'/><title type='text'>I missed it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4664.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Guess what Wyatt just did?"&lt;/span&gt;  asked Colin when I walked in the door.  Linda was kind enough to watch  the boys while I made a quick run to an undisclosed store for part of  Nate's fathers day present.  Linda was on the telephone so Colin was  holding my wee one.&lt;br /&gt;"What?"  I asked a little confused.  "What milestone stone was he even working on?"  I thought wracking my brain.&lt;br /&gt;"He just crawled up the stairs!"  Colin announced.&lt;br /&gt;Once  Linda extricated herself from her phone call she recounted the look of  accomplishment and glee that crossed Wyatt's face as he accomplished the  feat for the first time.  And you want to hear something strange?  I  had a terrible pang in my  heart when I heard the news.  I missed it.   Even thinking about it now makes me feel a bit weepy.  I will never get  that moment with my baby back.  It's silly, I know but it's the truth.&lt;br /&gt;It is making me feel so very lucky to be able to stay home every day with my little guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  I want to remember this moment so the next time I am wishing I were a  working mama (what stay at home mom does not, at times, fantasize about  escaping???) I will be thankful that I rarely miss any of my kids  milestones no matter how big or small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On a completely unrelated note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I made some sparkly shoes last night. &lt;/span&gt; Correction.  I made "a" (singular) sparkly shoe last night.  I wanted to try it out on one shoe first.  I got some cheap clearance shoes at Target a couple of weeks ago and wanted to make them purple sparkly but never made it to the craft store.  Luckily I remembered to pick up the glue and sparkles during my latest trip.  What do you think? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4698.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4699.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4690.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a before picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4709.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4707.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And we did a little painting as well today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4710.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4718.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having so much fun with Preston lately.  He loves painting and coloring and playing pretend.  He talks insistently about everything.  He loves explaining his elaborate imaginary scenarios.  He really is a hoot.  I am trying to be more "present" for all of these mommy moments.  It's hard when you are the only adult around for so much of the time but really Preston is getting to the age where I do have someone to talk to.  I love that I am the one who knows what he is saying.  I love that I know "his language" and that he is mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4710.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6376417500743964863-2067287013634367805?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2067287013634367805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=2067287013634367805&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2067287013634367805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2067287013634367805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-missed-it.html' title='I missed it.'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-6461953439784916018</id><published>2011-06-05T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T20:53:00.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><title type='text'>Absorbing Artwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4681.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love&lt;a href="http://familyfun.go.com/"&gt; Family Fun&lt;/a&gt;!  They have the best boredom busters for all age kiddos.  Today we tried out one of the crafts called "&lt;a href="http://familyfun.go.com/crafts/crafts-by-age/toddler-crafts/absorbing-artwork-940839/"&gt;absorbing artwork&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4687.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't it turn out adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4674.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's another random project we have been working on for the past few days.  I cut up a brown paper bag and drew some roads on.  After that we have been slowly adding our town.  I wish I had a roll of butcher paper so we could just keep it going on and on!  Wouldn't that be so fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4658.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4657.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4656.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little troublemaker in action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4668.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This face...so beautiful!  I mean handsome.  (hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4667.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-6461953439784916018?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6461953439784916018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=6461953439784916018&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/6461953439784916018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/6461953439784916018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/absorbing-artwork.html' title='Absorbing Artwork'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-5701330666359232621</id><published>2011-06-04T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T21:54:35.231-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafting'/><title type='text'>Spring/Summer Rain Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4554.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had another rain day today.  It's the strangest thing but we made the best of it by building couch forts, making play dough and getting daddy's father's day present together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4534.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4535.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superman/Batman in his "race car."  Preston's favorite game lately involves pushing all of the cushions around the couch into a cave so it can be a time machine, a hideout, or a house.  (The race car is a new one.)  If you stop by I can almost guarantee that their will be couch cushions on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4591.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made some play dough using the recipe from &lt;a href="http://www.playbasedlearning.com.au/2009/09/yummy-play-dough/"&gt;Irresistible Ideas&lt;/a&gt; (I needed a lot more flour then it called for) and had a lot of fun.  I need to get some more cookie cutters to make it even more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4523.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to try more of the ideas I have been "pinning" on my &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com"&gt;Pinterest &lt;/a&gt;board "&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/smallfarmdreams/i-m-bored/"&gt;I'm Bored.&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4644.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we ate the rest of the leftover spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4606.jpg" alt="" 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://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4642.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While we were at the craft store I picked up some puff paint.  Someone told me a while back that they put puff paint on the bottom of their baby's socks to make them nonslip.  I will let you know if it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4592.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wy is pulling himself up on EVERYTHING and crawling/scooting every which  way.  It's so fun but crazy and he is always bonking his head because  his socks are too slippery.  If the weather would warm up I wouldn't  have to put him in socks but apparently we are not going to have summer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-5701330666359232621?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5701330666359232621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=5701330666359232621&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5701330666359232621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5701330666359232621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/springsummer-rain-day.html' title='Spring/Summer Rain Day'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-1889694915856019778</id><published>2011-06-03T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T20:44:00.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love'/><title type='text'>Date Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMG_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMG_0030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMG_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMG_0019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMG_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMG_0028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;(hot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that often that we get to go out, especially with friends but the other night we got to go on a triple date with some friends from high school.  So fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMG_0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMG_0018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boys are the cutest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMG_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMG_0013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me and P before the date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A huge&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; to Colin and Jeff for babysitting at the last minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&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/6376417500743964863-1889694915856019778?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1889694915856019778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=1889694915856019778&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/1889694915856019778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/1889694915856019778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/date-night.html' title='Date Night'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-8065607630668802175</id><published>2011-06-03T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T20:27:13.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>It's offical!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 669px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/door.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The house is OURS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The more I am there the more I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Oh, and the neighbors are AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to move in but it'll have to wait until next week.  BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-8065607630668802175?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8065607630668802175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=8065607630668802175&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/8065607630668802175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/8065607630668802175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-offical.html' title='It&apos;s offical!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-1824600497674691601</id><published>2011-06-03T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T20:21:27.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><title type='text'>And we're back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4488.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And we're back!  My charger came in and BOY AM I HAPPY.  Who knew you could miss a camera so much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4492.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4491.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wyatt had spaghetti for the first time today.  He LOVED it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4516.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4513.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gosh, I love this kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-1824600497674691601?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1824600497674691601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=1824600497674691601&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/1824600497674691601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/1824600497674691601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/and-we.html' title='And we&apos;re back!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-7618650225097063809</id><published>2011-05-28T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T21:22:04.417-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jess and the girls'/><title type='text'>Summer of the Monkeys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=dc231ff9f6&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=13028d8960eee1f9&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;zw"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 478px; height: 640px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=dc231ff9f6&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=13028d8960eee1f9&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;zw" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am SUPER excited to tell you&lt;/span&gt; that it looks like my sister, Jessica, and her two girls will be staying with us for the next few months.  Her hubby is deploying to Afghanistan and she needed a place to stay so HOORAY FOR US she is going to stay with us.  We will have to share them with my mom and her mother in-law, of course, but we are going to be home base.  Preston is SO EXCITED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=dc231ff9f6&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=13028d8960eee1f9&amp;amp;attid=0.2&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;zw"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 478px; height: 640px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=dc231ff9f6&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=13028d8960eee1f9&amp;amp;attid=0.2&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;zw" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little monkeys are going to have a BLAST in our new HUGE backyard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=dc231ff9f6&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=13028d8960eee1f9&amp;amp;attid=0.4&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;zw"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 717px; height: 960px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=dc231ff9f6&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=13028d8960eee1f9&amp;amp;attid=0.4&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;zw" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm happy I will have more people to cook for.  It's not real exhilarating to make dinner for yourself and a three year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=dc231ff9f6&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=13028d8960eee1f9&amp;amp;attid=0.3&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;zw"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 478px; height: 640px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=dc231ff9f6&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=13028d8960eee1f9&amp;amp;attid=0.3&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;zw" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pros to having your sister and her kids living with you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Built in playmates!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quick grocery shopping trips while the other person watches the babies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A walking partner!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fun bath times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kiddo movie nights.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cooking for 5 instead of 2.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Another adult to talk to on a regular basis.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Possible Cons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might kill each other.  (But we will do it with love, right Jess???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-7618650225097063809?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7618650225097063809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=7618650225097063809&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/7618650225097063809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/7618650225097063809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/05/summer-of-monkeys.html' title='Summer of the Monkeys'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-958847146602743086</id><published>2011-05-23T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T14:59:20.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deals'/><title type='text'>So Melinda</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A while back &lt;/span&gt;my sister in-law Melinda mentioned that you can always find clearanced girls dresses but rarely do they clearance boys dress clothes.  Well, apparently she doesn't frequent Target the way I do.  (You mean most people don't go to Target two or three times a week just to check the clearance aisles???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I went to one Target and they had boys Easter clothes for 50% off.  Each outfit was $12.  Not bad but not that good either.  I thought they might go down further so I decided to bide my time.  Lucky for Melinda I DO frequent Target so very often.  I went to "MY" other Target today (with my equally strange clearance hunter friend) and the outfits were 75% off.  Now that's what I'm talking about!&lt;br /&gt;Option 1&lt;br /&gt;3T long sleeve striped shirt with long pants and white vest (this one was Nate's favorite):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080846.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sorry for the strange smudge in the corner of all the pictures.  I didn't realize they were there until I uploaded them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Option2&lt;br /&gt;2T long sleeve white shirt and long dark blue pants with striped vest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080842.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Option3&lt;br /&gt;3T long sleeve blue shirt and long tan pants with argyle vest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080845.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Option 4&lt;br /&gt;3T short sleeve white polo shirt, plaid shorts and green vest with embroidered dog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080840.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080841.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's more like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080849.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which is your favorite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-958847146602743086?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/958847146602743086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=958847146602743086&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/958847146602743086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/958847146602743086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-melinda.html' title='So Melinda'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-6019455238943160893</id><published>2011-05-22T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T13:11:22.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love'/><title type='text'>Good News on the Home Front</title><content type='html'>I was on death's doorstep yesterday.  Okay, I wasn't really on death's doorstep but I did spend a good portion of my day laying on the floor alternating between freezing and burning up.  It was awesome.  The good thing about being sick is you really do appreciate being able to stand without toppling over, wash the enormous mound of dishes in the sink (and surrounding counter) and properly tend your wee ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been shirking my blogging duties lately much to my grandma's chagrin so I'm going to try to do better.  A large part of the problem has been my lack of use of my &lt;a href="http://www.nikonusa.com/Nikon-Products/Product/Digital-SLR-Cameras/25468/D7000.html"&gt;d7000&lt;/a&gt;.   I somehow lost my battery charger (if you've seen my house it should come as no surprise) and I find my pictures with my old panasonic so uninspiring I have a hard time even taking pictures.  Luckily Nate recently ordered me a new charger (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HOORAY&lt;/span&gt;!) AND starting next week I have a new canvas to show off!  Looks like the bank got their act together and we should be signing papers on &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/04/welcome-home.html"&gt;our "new" house&lt;/a&gt; Tuesday.  HIP HIP HOORAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to show you our progress as we check things off our to-do list.  We sneaked into the house Friday and gave the floors a good scrub down so now I can bring toys over and let the boys play while we work on every thing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next up?  Washing the walls then painting (paint has been purchased).&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4449.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4450.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4427.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4428.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 530px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4429.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-6019455238943160893?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6019455238943160893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=6019455238943160893&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/6019455238943160893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/6019455238943160893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/05/good-news-on-home-front.html' title='Good News on the Home Front'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-3402371734357949251</id><published>2011-05-16T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T21:43:38.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Seemed like a good idea at the time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am bored with my hair.&lt;/span&gt;  I was starting to get the itch to do something  drastic in the scissors department.  I decided that some highlights  might curb the craving.  Unfortunately I DID NOT want to pay $100 or  more on my hair soooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080708.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;whilst at Walmart today I bought a box.  My friend offered to help me do it but she couldn't do it until tomorrow.  If I waited until tomorrow I knew Nate would talk me out of it and tell me to go to a salon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080712.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pure terror yet I persevered.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080715.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(channeling the aliens from Mars)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080720.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(So THAT'S why they tell you to to wear gloves {too bad my box was missing the gloves})&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080726.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the finished product.  They are a bit blonder then I wanted so I am going to sleep on the color and decide tomorrow if I should get some toner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-3402371734357949251?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3402371734357949251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=3402371734357949251&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3402371734357949251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3402371734357949251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/05/seemed-like-good-idea-at-time.html' title='Seemed like a good idea at the time.'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-875179935381653198</id><published>2011-05-15T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T13:20:53.098-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><title type='text'>One size fits all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5004/5723724244_767432dab0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5004/5723724244_767432dab0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3036/5723743804_f930dd3876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3036/5723743804_f930dd3876.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look mama!  They fit!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Preston wearing Wyatt's pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-875179935381653198?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/875179935381653198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=875179935381653198&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/875179935381653198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/875179935381653198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-size-fits-all.html' title='One size fits all.'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5004/5723724244_767432dab0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-9166933716177457765</id><published>2011-05-09T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T11:39:33.024-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Obver touched me</title><content type='html'>"I don't wike when Obver touch me," Preston said.&lt;br /&gt;At that moment my mind was buzzing.  I was no longer groggy from waking in the middle of the night to my eldest child's cries.  It is that line that every parent dreads above almost all else.&lt;br /&gt;"Who's Obver?"  I asked in my best "I'm trying not to panic" voice.  "And when did they touch you?"&lt;br /&gt;"Wight dare," he said pointing to his bed.&lt;br /&gt;Who had been in his room?  When did this happen?  How did it happen?  And who the heck was Obver?  My mind was racing.&lt;br /&gt;"Who is Obver?" I asked again.&lt;br /&gt;"Wight DARE," he said again in frustration whilst pointing at his bed.&lt;br /&gt;In an attempted to get the rest of the details I asked, "Just tell me what happened, okay sweetie?"&lt;br /&gt;"I don't like when OBVER TOUCHES ME," Preston says touching the drool spot on his bed and it dawns on me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Obver = Slobber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I first arrived in his room he was crying.  I thought maybe he had wet his bed but he had only drooled on it and the wet spot woke him up.  That's when I chuckled and said something along the lines of, "Did you slobber in your bed?"  Apparently Preston thought slobber was something to be afraid of. &lt;br /&gt;After the sheets were changed, as well as the pillow case (for good measure) all went back to sleep.  Or at least attempted to.  My adrenaline was still pumping so it was a while before I could actually sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Good times.  Good times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/226450_10150179878466559_524306558_7057202_5217380_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 540px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/226450_10150179878466559_524306558_7057202_5217380_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-9166933716177457765?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/9166933716177457765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=9166933716177457765&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/9166933716177457765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/9166933716177457765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-dont-wike-when-obver-touch-me-preston.html' title='Obver touched me'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-8191611922430720522</id><published>2011-05-04T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T21:03:14.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Up My Sleeve.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080570.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First off, the winner of the Hair Biscuit is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; Comment #5= Megan Taylor&lt;/span&gt;!  Congratulations Megan.  It will be on its way to your house asap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4392.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Second, we have a little project up our sleeves here at the Taylor house.  I'm excited about it, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4415.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thirdly I'm loving the look of Dutch braids finished off with a four strand braid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-8191611922430720522?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8191611922430720522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=8191611922430720522&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/8191611922430720522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/8191611922430720522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/05/something-up-my-sleeve.html' title='Something Up My Sleeve.'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-3525222875225742179</id><published>2011-05-01T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T21:39:45.084-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><title type='text'>Silly Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4380.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got one of those silly netted feeding doohickeys.  For our first go we tried out strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4366.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It works surprisingly well.  Considering how much he enjoys sucking on towels in the bath tub it shouldn't have come as a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4382.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4360.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woops!  Wrong end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4369.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4377.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4363.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He bonked his head right before I gave him the strawberry so he was mad off and on.  He would be fine then remember he was mad and fuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-3525222875225742179?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3525222875225742179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=3525222875225742179&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3525222875225742179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3525222875225742179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/05/silly-me.html' title='Silly Me'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-2179643990776650295</id><published>2011-04-29T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T22:24:15.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I promised a lenghtly review of "The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo" but I got MAJORLY distracted by this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/12759299_pAv63V7C_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 667px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/12759299_pAv63V7C_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from &lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2011/04/hair-4.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And have since spent an hour (or so) on &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/"&gt;youtube &lt;/a&gt;attempting various braids.  These were my favorite tutorials. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KI8D_3cnS1w&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CzmpOIT3Bco&amp;amp;feature=relmfu"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y90s6neUKEY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, isn't that the best braid ever?  I am always on the hunt for good half-up styles that don't make me look bald but do get the hair out of my eyes.  PLUS it even makes my seriously dirty hair look shiny...not nasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080602.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080606.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080603.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my hasty report of the book is this: READ IT!  Right now.  Go online and purchase it.  Or contact your library and reserve it.  Or call that friend who offered to lend it to you.  It is worth your time.  The subject matter is disturbing, to say the least, but the story is perfectly plotted with titillating twists and turns that will keep you up well past your bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And really quickly I want to record that Wyatt figured out how to go from army crawl position to a sitting position today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-2179643990776650295?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2179643990776650295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=2179643990776650295&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2179643990776650295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2179643990776650295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-know-i-promised-lenghtly-review-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-790803367904599381</id><published>2011-04-28T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T21:26:13.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Almost done</title><content type='html'>I have a few more chapters in "The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo" and let me just say it is INTENSE.  I will have a full review (sans spoilers unless otherwise noted) tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I head off to bed let me tell you a trick I just learned.  I'm not exactly sure where I heard about this but I do believe it had something to do with a conversation I had with Nathan regarding the word turgid.  I had only heard it used in reference to...well...you know but  Nate has since enlightened me...and I digress&lt;br /&gt;So if you have some herbs that are looking a little wobbly from, say, accidentally leaving them out all night just cut the ends off and put them in a cup of water.  In the past I would have just thrown them out but take a look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4351.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say this cilantro looks, for the most part, turgid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-790803367904599381?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/790803367904599381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=790803367904599381&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/790803367904599381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/790803367904599381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/04/almost-done.html' title='Almost done'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-6934881430678474850</id><published>2011-04-27T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T21:46:22.977-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><title type='text'>I like it sweet AND salty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.catscanman.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/Sweetlips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 490px; height: 310px;" src="http://www.catscanman.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/Sweetlips.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.catscanman.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/Sweetlips.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.catscanman.net/blog/2006/10/happy-deepavali/&amp;amp;usg=__TDvqYLNi72RAyiHHA2lizFxPBQM=&amp;amp;h=310&amp;amp;w=490&amp;amp;sz=45&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=21&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;tbnid=3HRZ6ieOQH3jbM:&amp;amp;tbnh=119&amp;amp;tbnw=165&amp;amp;ei=ZO64Tb74Lo63tgeIgJneBA&amp;amp;prev=/search%3Fq%3Dsweets%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26sa%3DN%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26biw%3D1348%26bih%3D557%26tbm%3Disch0%2C428&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=304&amp;amp;vpy=280&amp;amp;dur=576&amp;amp;hovh=174&amp;amp;hovw=276&amp;amp;tx=122&amp;amp;ty=170&amp;amp;page=2&amp;amp;ndsp=21&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:15,s:21&amp;amp;biw=1348&amp;amp;bih=557"&gt;image&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unlike so many people I hear talking on the subject I know EXACTLY why I haven't lost those last 10 pounds.  It has something to do with me getting three scoops instead of one tonight at Baskin Robins (come on, it was 31 cent night) and the second rather large helping of dinner had I had.  It has to do with the Nerds, chocolates, toasted coconut marshmallows and jellybeans stashed in my cupboard.  And quite possibly it has to do with my addiction to stopping off for fast food most days of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That and I don't workout much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Preston I was diligent.  I wouldn't say I was obsessive but conscientious.  And before Preston, well I was an angel.  I was a cardiologists dream.  I worked out.  I ate healthy.  I was at the low end of my healthy weight range but not under.  I had no problem having half a scoop of ice cream to satisfy that sweet craving.  I relished the fact that I ate fat free refried beans and rice with salsa for lunch and dinner and NEVER felt deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time I am sure I would have agreed with the saying that "nothing tastes as good as skinny feels."  Today I'm not so sure.  I really, really like to indulge...and often.  Partly I am sure it has to do with the fact that I spend my days mostly alone with a crazy three year old and an increasingly needy 7 month old.  (You mean you want to do more than nurse all day, Wy-man?)  Partly it's because I'm not "there."  For me it's a lot easier to maintain skinny than "get" skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do you have any words of wisdom?  Any good motivation to get you out the door running, to put down that cookie and to cook dinner instead of grabbing something "real quick" from, say, Taco Bell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the brain dump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night and don't forget to enter the &lt;a href="http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/04/giveaway-if-you-can-get-through-all-of.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GIVEAWAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  I have a head cold (thanks a lot, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Preston&lt;/span&gt;!) and am feeling COMPELLED to get back to my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080576.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's even cute when he gets me sick.  I CANNOT resist Bugga kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-6934881430678474850?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6934881430678474850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=6934881430678474850&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/6934881430678474850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/6934881430678474850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-like-it-sweet.html' title='I like it sweet AND salty'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-4574143519708028244</id><published>2011-04-26T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T21:27:50.169-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healty living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Now THAT'S what I call a health food!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4344.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cousin, Christy, gave me a recipe for healthy breakfast/snack bars that I finally had all of the ingredients for today.  They are delicious and Preston keeps asking for more "treats."  It's always nice to have a "healthy" snack your kid cannot get enough of.&lt;br /&gt;(Side note: blackberries were on sale at a new market close to my house.  1 pkg for $.50!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is modified from a recipe called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;"Playgroup Granola &lt;span class="il"&gt;Bars&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;allrecipes.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I copied and pasted this whole thing from my email so I haven't actually tried all of her suggestions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 cups rolled oats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup packed brown sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup cocoa&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;1/2 Tbl ground cinnamon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup wheat flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3/4 cup raisins (I use craisins)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3/4 tsp salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup honey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 egg beaten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup vegetable oil (I use coconut or olive but coconut is yummier)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;2 tsp vanilla extract&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup applesauce or canned pumpkin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 cup flax meal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup Choc Chips (more or less depending on what u like) I haven't tried carob chips but I bet they'd be good!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Directions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Preheat oven to 350. Generously grease a  9x13 baking pan ( I always double the recipe so obviously I do 2 pans  but I bake them at the same time)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. In a large  bowl, mix together all dry ingredients (except the sugar) then make a  well in center of ingredients.  In a separate bowl mix all wet  ingredients and sugar. Pour wet ingredients into well of dry ingredients  and mix it with a spoon and or hands (this is when my girls love  helping!)  Pat evenly into pan&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Bake for 30 to 35 min (I usually do about 20 to  25 u just have to see what works and we like them soft instead of  crunchy) You will see the edges start to pull away from the  sides-usually.  Cut &lt;span class="il"&gt;bars&lt;/span&gt;, if u bake them longer cut them while they r warm or else they will be too hard to cut when they cool.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other Options to try:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the cool thing about  this recipe is that u can be creative as long as u stick to the basic measurements of wet verses dry and keep the egg and salt and flour, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;freeze dried strawberries instead of raisins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dehydrated apples, bananas, etc pretty much any dried fruit would be good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peanut butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;doing more pumpkin and spices to make a more "fallish flavor"&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have also done grated&lt;br /&gt;which was good and  my kids didn't know or care.  I am also going to try using the pulp from  when we make carrot juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4339.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4338.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4341.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even gave W-Wy a little smidgen...so he wouldn't feel left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://biggzipp.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/the-girl-with-the-dragon-tattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 446px;" src="http://biggzipp.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/the-girl-with-the-dragon-tattoo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the second time.  The first time was back in January while we were in Utah the first time.  Aunt Tracy said it was very good but I had a hard time getting into it and subsequently I forgot to take it with me.  This time my friend, Celest, lent it to me for the drive to Utah (we ended up flying) and I am captivated.  It started a bit slow but now I can hardly put it down.  Last night I stayed up WAY too late playing the "just one more chapter" game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(And it has LOOOONG chapters.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been warned that it has a couple of very disturbing scenes but I have not reached them yet.  I will keep you posted on how I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't forget to enter the &lt;a href="http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/04/giveaway-if-you-can-get-through-all-of.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GIVEAWAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!  I will ship it to anyone in the U.S.A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080570.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-4574143519708028244?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4574143519708028244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=4574143519708028244&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/4574143519708028244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/4574143519708028244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/04/now-thats-what-i-call-health-food.html' title='Now THAT&apos;S what I call a health food!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-6789456702440928698</id><published>2011-04-25T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T15:37:40.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>Giveaway (if you can get through all of the pictures)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080504.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Pres and Nate on the plane ride home.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are back.  Did I tell you we were gone???  I guess not.  We went on a whirlwind trip to Utah to meet my half siblings.  I gotta say it's a strange thing to sit across the table from a stranger and see a little bit of yourself in them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080422.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I look a little bit constipated in this picture due to the sun being in my eyes but it's the only one with everyone's eyes open.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily is the blond (doesn't she look like Rapunzel in the Disney movie "Tangled?") and Natalie (the taller, skinnier, prettier version of me) is the dark haired one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080425.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathaniel (in the dark shirt) graduated from BYU this last week so the whole family went to Utah to support him.  Janet was nice enough to invite our little family to come and meet everyone.  Adam is in green (he has an adorable son named Norrin who, I realized when I got home, I never got any pictures of!?!) and Gavin is in plaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080432.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080430.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080431.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080468.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt cut THREE (yes you heard me, 3) teeth while we were in Utah.  Let's just say I didn't get a whole lot of sleep!!!  Oh, and that's why in every picture of Emily holding him he is chewing on, or trying to chew on something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080433.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denton is Janet's husband.  I just want to say that he is one of the nicest, funniest people I have met.  If you were going to pick someone for your birth mother to marry I don't think you could have found a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080449.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080463.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pres made friends with Adam's girlfriend's daughter, Chloe.  Isn't she a doll?  They ran and ran and ran for probably an hour.  This was the "break" they took before running off to "race" again.  So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080474.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brittany (with dark hair) is Adam's girlfriend and Norrin and Chloe's mama, Adam, Emily and Wy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080483.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is my favorite picture from the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080491.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love his teeth (except when he's nursing {OUCH!!!})&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080495.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston was happy the whole flight home thanks to Janet's farewell gift of two planes.  He "flew" them all the way home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080494.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080499.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W-Wy was ready be done by the end of the flight.  Cutting three teeth is HARD work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080543.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we are back to our regularly scheduled programing.  It's funny how you can have these life changing experiences then come home and everything else in your world is going on as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I couldn't find my camera to take pictures of Preston's Easter egg hunt at my mom's Saturday...oh and my camcorder's battery was dead so the only pictures I have are on my cell phone.  Oh well.  It was a lovely day spent with mom, Chris, GG, Jim, uncle Mark, Vanessa and Ian.  We really missed Nathan, first and foremost, Kevin and Josh.  (Wish you could have come, guys!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080551.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter Sunday was low key seeing that Pres woke up with a runny nose.  Traveling is hard on the little guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080567.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he did love his basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080566.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt loved "eating" Preston's book.&lt;br /&gt;He is still trying to cut that fourth tooth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other interesting news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month or so ago I read about this product in "Fitness Magazine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080570.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had a positive review by whoever wrote the tidbit and I thought it  looked really interesting (solid shampoo, who would have thought???) but every time I went to Target (which is  pretty often) I forgot to look for it.  Either that or one of my kiddies  was trying to get us kicked out of the store so we never made it down  that aisle.  Either way I never got around to trying it out and I am  super glad I didn't because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080571.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...look what I found on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super clearance&lt;/span&gt; today!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080572.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080573.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It even comes with this nifty shower tin.  The best part, for me, is that it smells like Hawaii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best for you would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/P1080574.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I found a second one hiding behind some other odds and ends.  AKA &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;one of you is going to receive a One Hair Biscuit!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you heard me right. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'm giving the other one away.&lt;/span&gt;  I know, I am a big spender but you all are worth it.  Just leave a comment on why you would love to try it.  If you want an extra chances to win you can write a blog post about this giveaway and/or follow my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day of the giveaway is Monday, May 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Phew.  Blogging on the laptop is a lot more work than I thought it would be.  I need a mouse desperately.  (hint hint Nate)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-6789456702440928698?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6789456702440928698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=6789456702440928698&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/6789456702440928698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/6789456702440928698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/04/giveaway-if-you-can-get-through-all-of.html' title='Giveaway (if you can get through all of the pictures)'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-6226693382746973195</id><published>2011-04-10T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T16:56:08.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>80's Movies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.xxlmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/sayanything001resized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 640px;" src="http://www.xxlmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/sayanything001resized.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0098258/"&gt;"Say Anything"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000208/"&gt;Molly Ringwald&lt;/a&gt; was on the CBS morning show this morning.  I only caught a moment but she was talking about how when she turned 40 (a few years ago) everyone freaked.  "Molly Ringwald can't turn 40."  And really it does seem weird.  She is the quintessential 80's gal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0088128/"&gt;"Sixteen Candles"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0088847/"&gt;"The Breakfast Club"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0091790/"&gt;"Pretty in Pink"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And now I have a real hankering for a 80's movie marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would be on your 80's movie marathon list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-6226693382746973195?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6226693382746973195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=6226693382746973195&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/6226693382746973195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/6226693382746973195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/04/80s-movies.html' title='80&apos;s Movies...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-8109166483090465485</id><published>2011-04-04T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T16:44:29.486-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><title type='text'>My Kind of Gal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I happened upon&lt;a href="http://ana-white.com/"&gt; this site (Ana-white.com) &lt;/a&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://theletteredcottage.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;the lettered cottage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) today and am decidedly in love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are tons of gorgeous projects and look actually doable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;View at your own risk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Your "To Do" list may grow-and-grow)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ana-white.com/sites/default/files/imagecache/Full/kristen-farmhouse-bench-sma1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://ana-white.com/sites/default/files/imagecache/Full/kristen-farmhouse-bench-sma1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmhouse &lt;a href="http://ana-white.com/2009/12/plans-farmhouse-table-knock-off-of.html"&gt;Table &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://ana-white.com/2011/01/farmhouse-bench.html"&gt;Bench&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ana-white.com/sites/default/files/imagecache/Full/4799135625_4fbb630213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://ana-white.com/sites/default/files/imagecache/Full/4799135625_4fbb630213.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ana-white.com/2010/01/plans-how-to-modify-farmhouse-bed-to_09.html"&gt;Farmhouse Headboard Plans&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ana-white.com/sites/default/files/imagecache/Full/show-tell-saush-risers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 306px;" src="http://ana-white.com/sites/default/files/imagecache/Full/show-tell-saush-risers.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ana-white.com/2011/01/saushas-washerdryer-pedestals.html"&gt;Washer and Dryer Pedestals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-8109166483090465485?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8109166483090465485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=8109166483090465485&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/8109166483090465485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/8109166483090465485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-kind-of-gal.html' title='My Kind of Gal!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-8782117697060881018</id><published>2011-04-01T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T20:27:50.661-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><title type='text'>Welcome Home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3968.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;In case you haven't heard it looks like we are buying a house! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all so exciting. If all goes well we will close April 21!&lt;br /&gt;(Anyone want to come help me give this place SERIOUS scrub down???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3972.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a 4 bedroom 2 bathroom 1736 sq/ft ranch style home on .28 acres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4075.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travertine floors.  (But don't get jealous.  They botched the job so someday it will have to be redone.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4080.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View into the master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4094.jpg" width="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4099.jpg" width="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3977.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3979.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4144.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3989.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view near the back corner of the yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and did I mention it backs up to a SPECTACULAR park????  That might be one of the best parts.  Just ask the kiddo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4055.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4054.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_4038.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3962.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3963.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3964.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3965.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3952.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3953.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3956.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3957.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3956.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3958.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3959.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's all folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-8782117697060881018?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8782117697060881018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=8782117697060881018&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/8782117697060881018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/8782117697060881018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/04/welcome-home.html' title='Welcome Home...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-5491784454956779370</id><published>2011-03-16T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T23:32:46.329-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Try, try again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3618.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm giving my tomato seeds one more go&lt;/span&gt;.  After what Preston did to the&lt;a href="http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/03/good-eats-other-stuff.html"&gt; last batch &lt;/a&gt;I wasn't sure if I wanted to do seeds again but here I am giving it one more go.  I am really hoping that the lid will at least delay his destruction long enough for me to swoop in and save these babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I addition to the tomatoes (I think I have 10 varieties!) and because it is getting late enough, I started most of my other seeds as well.  These included:&lt;br /&gt;Sunberries&lt;br /&gt;Lone-In-A-Mist flowers&lt;br /&gt;Peas (totally late, I know)&lt;br /&gt;Birdhouse Gourd&lt;br /&gt;Potimarron Squash&lt;br /&gt;Mountain Sweet Yellow Watermelon&lt;br /&gt;Blue Solaize Leek&lt;br /&gt;California Wonder Peppers&lt;br /&gt;Cream of Saskatchewan Watermelon&lt;br /&gt;Melon Charentais&lt;br /&gt;American Melon Emerald Gem&lt;br /&gt;Moon and Stars Watermelon&lt;br /&gt;Melon Piel de Sapo (Toad Skin)&lt;br /&gt;Bloody Butcher Corn&lt;br /&gt;Australian Brown Onion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only things I didn't start today were my carrots, golden beets and my yet to be purchased zucchini.  (We will see if we have room.)  I love sowing seeds.  It is so satisfying to work with ones hands and reap the rewards come the end of summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy growing everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and I got some new lipstick.  What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3628.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes people, I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; HOTTTTT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(And my house is THIS messy.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But really, I do love this lipstick.  &lt;a href="http://www.maybelline.com/products/28"&gt;Red Revival by Maybelline.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3627.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS This one is for Megan because she said it would be hot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3623.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was the first one I took.  I am so RAD!&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/6376417500743964863-5491784454956779370?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5491784454956779370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=5491784454956779370&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5491784454956779370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5491784454956779370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/03/try-try-again.html' title='Try, try again.'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-8033016678125909058</id><published>2011-03-14T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T21:03:34.803-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Wishful Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3466.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday Pres took a nap.  You know, the perfect kind that's not so long that it messes up bedtime but just long enough to take the edge off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3468.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a little slice of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3479.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Post nap face.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3492.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the cutest picture ever?&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't Wy-Wy looks a little like great grandpa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I was a little snap happy.  I feel like I don't bring the camera out enough so today I made up for it by photographing my boys every move:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3523.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3524.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3526.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3506.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Apparently Wyatt decided  he'd had enough of the camera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3511.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Still in my jammies at 10:00 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3541.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3560.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3571.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a rainy winter here in nor Cal but we had an afternoon break long enough for pant-less flower picking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3572.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" 'mells good," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3596.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the backpack carrier we bought off craigslist a few years ago.  Looks like it should work for the Wy-man.&lt;br /&gt;(Does anyone feel like hiking?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3612.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the rains came again we came back inside for a movie and Wyatt's nap time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3613.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-8033016678125909058?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8033016678125909058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=8033016678125909058&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/8033016678125909058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/8033016678125909058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/03/wishful-thinking.html' title='Wishful Thinking'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-5254349665162800811</id><published>2011-03-07T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T10:56:10.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mobile Uploads</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for the bazzillion pictures but I was clearing out my phone and couldn't pick just one so here are my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0221-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0221-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0218-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0218-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0219-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0219-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 475px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0207.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 475px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0206.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0226.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 475px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0227.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 475px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0228.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 475px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0183.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0196.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 475px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0182.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0199.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 475px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0201.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 475px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0171.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0159.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0160.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0158.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0157.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0156.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In the hospital on Christmas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 475px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0149.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 475px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0150.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boy still needs a nap...even if he won't take one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0142.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0140.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0138.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 475px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0132.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 475px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0133.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0126.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0125.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0122.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, he still NEEDS a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 800px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0121.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 653px; height: 1099px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0104.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 475px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0120.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 475px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/IMAG0119.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-5254349665162800811?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5254349665162800811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=5254349665162800811&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5254349665162800811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5254349665162800811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/03/mobile-uploads.html' title='Mobile Uploads'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-2139927323407883083</id><published>2011-03-04T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T19:44:28.044-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><title type='text'>Good Eats &amp; Other Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's funny how quickly time passes.  Every time I post on my blog I think, "okay, now I am caught up so if I do a post every day or two I won't get behind again."  Then suddenly it's been another week or two.  (sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some random goodies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3265.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Preston decided he wanted to take a nap with Wyatt.  Too bad that meant that Wyatt's nap was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3334.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tomatoes were doing well until Preston used his delicate touch on them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure where to go from here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3336.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of Wyatt's favorite things to do; chew on anything and EVERYTHING he can get into his mouth and bounce in his Johnny Jump-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3339.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Preston likes to help those jumps go just a bit higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3341.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3342.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Most common phrase used around the Johnny jump-up you ask?  "STOP BOUNCING WYATT!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3388.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally those pictures everyone loves to post of baby learning to eat solids.  We are working on oatmeal currently.  I have been giving him a taste once or twice a week but he hasn't seemed ready until today.  He is now swallowing most of what we put in his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3392.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3394.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3393.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3396.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3406.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt's favorite part of dinner has to be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3408.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucking on the wash cloth after he's done.  (That was Preston's favorite part too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3417.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3423.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/-1.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look who is ready for his dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3439.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back to the baby carrier Wy-Wy so mama can make some grub!&lt;br /&gt;(Spaghetti with a side of mandarins and kiwi if you want to know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&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/6376417500743964863-2139927323407883083?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2139927323407883083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=2139927323407883083&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2139927323407883083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2139927323407883083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/03/good-eats-other-stuff.html' title='Good Eats &amp; Other Stuff'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-293365716982842832</id><published>2011-02-25T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T22:32:38.643-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love'/><title type='text'>P is 3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2940.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My Bug turned three today!&lt;/span&gt;  It's hard to believe that three years have passed but looking at him I KNOW he is no longer a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2947.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2954.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to do something small, low key and that would require no planning on my part so we took our celebration to &lt;a href="http://www.johnspizza.com/"&gt;John's Incredible Pizza&lt;/a&gt;.    Oh my goodness!  It was SO fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2961.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2962.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the only thing I did do was make cupcakes and invite a few people)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston whirled:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2985.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hopped":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3053.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and took a trip to outer space:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/Untitled-3-1.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all braved the mini-roller coaster:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3003.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Weeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3006.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3113.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3111.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zane&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3025.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Max&lt;/span&gt; joined us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3026.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3030.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Even &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wu-Wy&lt;/span&gt; got in on the action!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3070.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Nana's in action:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3064.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(do my kids have pretty nanas or what?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/Untitled-2-2.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/Untitled-1-1.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa Chris stopped by on his way out of town:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2939.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone had so much fun that he got a bloody lip throwing himself on the floor when we tried to make him open his presents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3134.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once he calmed down he decided he was excited and tore through that wrapping paper in record time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3135.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_3152.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy third birthday bugga-love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-293365716982842832?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/293365716982842832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=293365716982842832&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/293365716982842832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/293365716982842832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/02/p-is-3.html' title='P is 3!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-2389955187789086895</id><published>2011-02-25T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T10:57:20.137-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Crazy Big News...</title><content type='html'>A few years ago my sister found her birth mother.  She hired a woman to help her and within a day or two she had found her birth family.  She even invited me to go with her to meet them in Petaluma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything turned out so well for Jess I decided to hire the same lady.  Unfortunately things did not turn out for me.  The lady took our money and ran.  I would not say I was devastated but I was pretty angry hat we were out a bunch of money and had nothing to show for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that was that.  Maybe if things just fell into my lap I would go ahead and look for my birth parents but I was not going to put myself out there without some provocation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Guess what?&lt;/span&gt;  Something fell into my lap.  Here's the scoop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching that show "&lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/who-do-you-think-you-are/video/categories/season-1/1197290/?__source=Ignited_Who_Do_You_Think_You_Are_Search&amp;amp;hcoref=Search&amp;amp;sky=who_do_you_think_you_are&amp;amp;WT.srch=Google&amp;amp;dst=GO0002607"&gt;Who do you think you are?&lt;/a&gt;" the other day and I told Nate how neat I thought it would be to find out where I am from.  My birthday is coming up and Nate decided it would be neat if he could find them for me.  He hopped online and found a guy who helps people for free.  After emailing him he had a call back before the day was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, we found them!  With the help of my "Search Angel," &lt;a href="http://mormonlit.byu.edu/lit_author.php?a_id=8292"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt; and  &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; we came up with some good info.  &lt;a href="http://www.whitepages.com/"&gt;Whitepages.com&lt;/a&gt; found me a phone number for my potential uncle in Arizona.  After a wonderful conversation with David I decided I had the right family and he gave me the phone number for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janet Haight&lt;/span&gt;, my birth mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whirlwind&lt;/span&gt; past couple of days.  It has been more than anything a gal could wish for.  When I imagined my birth mom as a kid (after I got over my fantasies of her being a long lost princess from a far away land:) I dreamed that she had gone on and gotten married and had babies and lived a wonderful life.  All of these things are true.  She got married to a wonderful man, she had FIVE babies (one who is even adopted!) and has lived a full life.  AND she is happy that I found her.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PHEW&lt;/span&gt;!  That was such a relief that was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how everyone else feels about me talking about them on my blog (Janet gave me the okay to use her name) so I won't mention any more names for now but I will say that my birth name on my mother's side is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heap&lt;/span&gt;.  I have also contacted my birth father but have not heard back from him yet so I will wait to announce my birth father's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Crazy, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-2389955187789086895?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2389955187789086895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=2389955187789086895&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2389955187789086895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2389955187789086895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/02/crazy-big-news.html' title='Crazy Big News...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-4478794531941549545</id><published>2011-02-20T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T20:10:14.923-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love'/><title type='text'>Time's a Passin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2560.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have some early risers at my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2661.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tomatoes are comin' up nicely (with plenty to share).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2-3.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some freakishly warm days perfect for pant-less push toy riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/8.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Judy came to visit (I already miss you) and Wyatt still spends insane amounts of time in the front carrier.  (How does anyone survive without one?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2627.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way Wyatt is looking at Preston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2724.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2714.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2713.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2767.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2764.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Target Dollar spot helmet and sheild are a hit at our house.  (From Halloween)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/7-1.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt found his feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/1-3.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a UBER SEXY HUSBAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/6.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, look who is sitting up, Mr. I'm-five-months-old-today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/4.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is until he decides his jammies look too tasty to pass up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/5.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Things to remember:&lt;br /&gt;Preston- Is finally potty training.  It's going pretty well, most of the time.  Most of the time I just let him run around naked from the waist down when we are at home.  He does not like it when I leave him with anyone but dad.  He is still a daddy's boy and wants to do everything dad does.  He loves taking baths and HATES getting out of the bath.  Preston really wants to go to school and play sports.  I use those items as bargaining chips on a regular basis (think potty training).  He loves his friends, the park, movies, and his brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt-&lt;br /&gt;Can sit unassisted for probably 15-20 seconds.  He is still teething.  He likes to arch his back and throw his head back so he can see what is going on behind him.  He can grab his feet (so cute) and does so often.    He rolls over back to tummy well now but has never (or even tried) gone tummy to back.  Wyatt loves people and just waits for someone to look at him so he can do an ear to ear, whole body smile just for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-4478794531941549545?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4478794531941549545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=4478794531941549545&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/4478794531941549545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/4478794531941549545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/02/times-passin.html' title='Time&apos;s a Passin&apos;'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-4486026981558976630</id><published>2011-02-02T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T20:30:10.394-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love'/><title type='text'>BIG 30...</title><content type='html'>Happiest of birthdays, Lover.  I'm sorry we didn't get to spend your actual big 30 day together but I'm glad you let me throw you a VERY belated party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2430.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for wearing the crazy "Mario Brothers" looking crown I made you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2427.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Fun-fetti cake 7 years in a row.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2433.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2437.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2440.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2450.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Linda for toting Wy-wy around all evening so I could make things happen.  (Oh, and stuff my face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2452.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2454.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2459.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_2461.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/daddykiss.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So here's the deal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate turned 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; January 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he had to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to throw him a party a few days later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he needed to go to Utah while he had the days off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/were-back.html"&gt;we ALL decided to go to Utah.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate's birthday party was something like two weeks late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Better late then never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(or so they say)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Fun things about  the party:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots of friends and family came.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I made LOTS of cakes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;funfetti cake,&lt;br /&gt;fruit pizza and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2007/06/the_best_chocol/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; best chocolate sheet cake ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{I accidentally browned the butter but it was alright because it actually tasted REALLY good that way}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We did it at Linda's house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I brought balloons.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and too much pizza.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;But more than anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nate had fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And that made me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-4486026981558976630?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4486026981558976630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=4486026981558976630&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/4486026981558976630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/4486026981558976630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/02/big-30.html' title='BIG 30...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-7832626906506531507</id><published>2011-01-29T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T21:35:41.873-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><title type='text'>So cute I couldn't just pick one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/wykisses.jpg" width="/" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-7832626906506531507?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7832626906506531507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=7832626906506531507&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/7832626906506531507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/7832626906506531507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-cute-i-couldnt-just-pick-one.html' title='So cute I couldn&apos;t just pick one...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/th_wykisses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-7514744374533844686</id><published>2011-01-29T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T16:52:08.726-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love'/><title type='text'>We're Back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Did you even know we were gone?&lt;/span&gt;  Yeah, probably not since we decided the day we left that we ALL were going.  We still own our house in Utah &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; it needed some work &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; Nate had nine consecutive days off &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; I didn't want to be left out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; we all went to Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2199.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2201.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt was a dream on the drive out.  He only woke up when we stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2203.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2205.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston...notsomuch.  I think he had a hard time because every time he fell asleep his head did this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2238.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2209.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate did all of the driving, as usual.  As for me I did lots of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2230.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2232.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2237.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scenery through the Sierra's is spectacular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had taken more pictures but...well...we were busy; me chasing boys and Nate working like a mad-man on the house!  At night we came together and enjoyed the hospitality of Stephen and Tracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2248.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2260.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2265.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty E was a big hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2279.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2278.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen and Melinda joined us for dinner one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2286.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snow reminded us that it is still winter (here in California it was 65 degrees while we were gone.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2302.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My boys looked super cute all bundled up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2305.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston LOVED the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;snow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2306.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/Untitled-2-2.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thanksgivingpoint.org/visit/museum_of_ancient_life/about.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Museum of Ancient Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2321.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2323.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2328.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2329.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2330.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/Untitled-1-2.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2344.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2360.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Nursing a baby is the BEST!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;RECAP&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We were gone.&lt;br /&gt;You didn't even know it.&lt;br /&gt;But now you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2358.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's always so nice to come home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now I'm off to deal with the laundry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-7514744374533844686?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7514744374533844686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=7514744374533844686&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/7514744374533844686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/7514744374533844686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/th_DSC_2199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-5474201410451701045</id><published>2011-01-09T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:30:22.640-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><title type='text'>Ungrateful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was reading my post from yesterday and realized I sounded &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terribly ungrateful.&lt;/span&gt;  I have a wonderful life.  I really, really do.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE my life;&lt;/span&gt; the good, the bad and the ugly.  It many not be romantic or exotic but is fantastically mine.  SO here's an ode to my wonderful everyday life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_1859.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston got his first pair of scissors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_1861.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun for a while but soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_1863.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought crazy frustration.  Being two (almost THREE) is awfully difficult!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Don't worry.  He didn't cut himself he was just mad that he couldn't quite get the hang of using them.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt OWNS MY HEART!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_1906.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_1922.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/1.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_1925.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_1947.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; beyond belief!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My LOVER brought me flowers the other day, just because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_1945.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2-2.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_1942.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran around town going to open houses...I love looking at houses and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DREAMING of our someday home&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_1969.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_1972.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_1976.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look who is SOOOOOO close...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_1988.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_1990.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_1992.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to rolling over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2006-2.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_2008-2.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You want to know what's making my boy smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's telling me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"I love daddy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things I want to remember right now about my boys:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have grown so much as a mother this second time around.  Last time was about surviving, this time is about thriving.  This teeny tiny baby stage is so short that I want to enjoy each moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt is my sweet, sweet baby.  I have never known a more smiley child.  He has bright eyes and (it sure seems like) a big heart.  When I look at him I feel like his eyes are willing me to understand him.  When he coos I feel like he is talking to me.  He is so strong.  He is always trying to sit up and stand.  This means he is constantly propelling himself out of my lap.  He is such a fun baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston is evolving each day.  I can actually see him changing from a two year old to a three year old.  A few months ago every day was all about challenging me on EVERY ISSUE.  Now sometimes he's reasonable, sometimes he's not but he's growing and evolving.  I love that he can sometimes be reasoned with.  I feel like we are learning so much about being each other.  He amazes me with his understanding of emotions.  If I look the least bit distressed or if I wipe my eyes he asks"You sad mom?"  If there is tension between people he asks "They mad mom?"  And if Wyatt is crying he always assumes "Wyatt hungry, mom?" because he is always is.  He grasps so much more than I give him credit for.  I just wish I was more patient with him.  He is such an amazing person and I need to remember to give him space and time to grow into himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true what they say, you know.  Parenting is the most challenging but also the most amazing experience a person can ever have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-5474201410451701045?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5474201410451701045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=5474201410451701045&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5474201410451701045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5474201410451701045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/ungrateful.html' title='Ungrateful...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/th_DSC_1859.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-2984660621070832342</id><published>2011-01-07T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T21:32:40.410-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Guess Who...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_1098.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a rough month and a half.  I have honestly forgotten how many colds we have had.  IS IT 5 OR 6...OR MAYBE 7???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any who here I am now.  And while I would love to take the time to blog each fun thing we have done it's just not realistic.  So instead we are going to play a game of guess who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guess who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is no longer stationed in Hawaii and can now come "home" for the holidays:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_1281.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica, Aaron and their beautiful girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guess who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;asks me, "Are you going to BLOG that?" every time I take a picture of him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_1289.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be my uncle Mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guess who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; almost peed his pants when he opened his Christmas present from Nana Lori?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_1305.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole set of "Toy Story" characters was almost too much for my boy to handle.  (Notice his eye?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_1381.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Guess who&lt;/span&gt; spent his Christmas eve, Christmas day and day after Christmas in the hospital?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_1379.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Mr. P.  (It was a sinus infection that turned into an eye infection called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Periorbital_cellulitis"&gt;periorbital cellulitis.  We are lucky he didn't lose his eye!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;So guess &lt;/span&gt;who had a totally anticlimactic Christmas celebrated &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;days&lt;/span&gt; after the actual holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_1450.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston didn't seem to care but I have to say it was NOT the same.  Hopefully next year will be memorial for all different reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guess who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has the most AMAZING eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_1485.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is a toss up between my niece Tamsin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_1285.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my niece Naomi.  I am SO jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Guess who&lt;/span&gt; is NOT the favorite aunt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_1502.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_1468.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going with me judging from these two pictures.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Guess who&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; LOVES hanging out with his cousins?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  (He was so bummed when they left.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/1-2.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Preston!  (And his eye is back to normal now.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Phew&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guess who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has my favorite big brown eyes?&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_1514.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wy, Wy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Guess who &lt;/span&gt;went to the zoo but really should have just gone to ride the train?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_1581.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Guess who&lt;/span&gt; got a "new" (used off craigslist) baby gym that he LOVES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_1711.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Wy-man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Guess who &lt;/span&gt;is ALMOST done with his "break-in" period of work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_1760.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love, and thank goodness for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guess who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; looks SO cute in a his new hat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_1833.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_1846.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Want to know why he has his hands in his mouth?  My THREE MONTH OLD has sprouted two teeth and had TWO MORE on their way through!?!  It should be illegal for nursing babies to grow teeth before six months.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_1844.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_1836.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This boy is CRAZY cute, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Guess who&lt;/span&gt; is out of town?  (I am so ready for them to be back in town!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/2-1.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We miss you Linda and Colin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Guess who&lt;/span&gt; is sick and tired of being sick (yes, we all have yet another cold!) and is way done with this blog post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_1748copy.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-2984660621070832342?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2984660621070832342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=2984660621070832342&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2984660621070832342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2984660621070832342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/guess-who.html' title='Guess Who...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-4575937119967920803</id><published>2010-12-10T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T20:27:12.955-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><title type='text'>Aches be gone...</title><content type='html'>I am typing this with a (finally) sleeping newborn in my arms who refuses to be put down.  My neck, back, temples and, well, body ache.  Preston is also finally asleep after 45 minutes of, "One more (song) mom," "I feel sick, mom," and "Please...I sleep in your bed, mom's."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing worse than your child(ren) being sick is being sick along with them so you don't have the energy to comfort them in the ways you wish you could.  Or so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While nursing Wyatt to sleep for the 3rd time I happened upon &lt;a href="http://koellikerfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/birth.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; story (via &lt;a href="http://elizabethbryant.blogspot.com/"&gt;her&lt;/a&gt;).  I cried my eyes out then snuggled my sweet little Wyatt a little closer.  If he needs to be held all night then so be it.  If Preston wakes again wanting to snuggle in my bed he will be welcomed.  If I only survive the next few days instead of thriving and celebrating the holidays I will do it with a grateful tear in my eye because I have two beautiful children that I get to spend my holidays with; sick or not they are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they are mine to serve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-4575937119967920803?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4575937119967920803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=4575937119967920803&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/4575937119967920803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/4575937119967920803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2010/12/aches-be-gone.html' title='Aches be gone...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-2260858671050362182</id><published>2010-12-04T22:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T22:34:12.630-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><title type='text'>No Words...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/P1080223.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have no words to adequately express how much I love him so all I will say is I love him "to the moon and back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-2260858671050362182?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2260858671050362182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=2260858671050362182&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2260858671050362182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2260858671050362182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2010/12/no-words.html' title='No Words...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/th_P1080223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-6073209079655963656</id><published>2010-12-03T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T20:08:24.405-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>So Sweet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_0187small.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was totally lame over Thanksgiving and got basically no pictures of my family.  Way to go me.  I did, though, take some pictures of my cousins kids.  Are they cute or what?  I was going to try and take family pictures for them but the weather didn't agree with our plans.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_0241small.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0319small.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-6073209079655963656?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6073209079655963656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=6073209079655963656&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/6073209079655963656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/6073209079655963656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-sweet.html' title='So Sweet...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/th_DSC_0319small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-7422456061672042206</id><published>2010-11-17T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T21:16:48.473-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>I'm Lovin' It...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_0026.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love autumn.&lt;/span&gt;  I know I say this often but it's true. I love the long shadows that are cast in the early afternoon.  I love the vibrant colors adorning all of the trees.  I love the varying weather patterns that bring us storms with intermittent days of warm sunny perfection.  I love the feel of the approaching holidays in the air.  It's all positively blissful I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was one of those wonderfully warm-but-not-hot days that are perfect to spend out of doors with the ones you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's what we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/Untitled-1.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I cannot believe how big and grown up Preston is getting&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday he surprises me with something new.  A new phrase, new thoughts, or new talents.  The "terrible twos" really can be terrible a lot of the time but the thing they don't tell you is that they are also a positively enchanting age.  Watching your baby suddenly become a child is miraculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/Untitled-2.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/Untitled-4.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I'm thinking he might find his thumb one of these days.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just when I think I cannot take another moment of "terrible two" insanity&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Wyatt catches my eye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and my tension seems to melt away.  This little, round guy is such a joy.  He is easy to please and quick to smile.  Oh, and to top it all off, 4 of the last 5 nights he has slept for at least an 8 hour stretch.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hallelujah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/Untitled-3.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_0149.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I addition to having the two cutest kids on the planet, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I also have the most gorgeous man I have ever seen on my arm this week.&lt;/span&gt;  Not only is he the epitome of tall, dark and handsome he is also smart, generous, honest, kind, tender heart-ed. Oh and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;did I mention resplendent&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_0146-2.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This guy is seriously &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stunning&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Can you say that about a fella?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/Untitled-5.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_0176.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_0198.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is the Thanksgiving holiday just around the corner or maybe it is all of my mixed up postpartum hormones that are causing me to wax poetic about the people I love but whatever the reason all of this love is making me euphoric.  Gratitude is an amazing feeling, especially when many days I have a hard time simply surviving.  I need to be better at remembering that this is all temporary.  Unfortunately it's not just the hard times that are brief.  The good is equally fleeting which means I need to do &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; savoring and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;less&lt;/span&gt; complaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_0211.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to savoring &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;these&lt;/span&gt; moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/DSC_0214.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and I'm done for now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-7422456061672042206?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7422456061672042206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=7422456061672042206&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/7422456061672042206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/7422456061672042206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-lovin-it.html' title='I&apos;m Lovin&apos; It...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-1741116256439330685</id><published>2010-11-15T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T21:36:15.319-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Twins?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Up until a few days ago I thought my boys looked nothing alike.  Eyes,  nose, mouth, even body shape are nothing alike.  Then I took this  picture that reminded me a whole lot of a picture I had seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/same.jpg" width="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt is the top picture and Preston is the bottom one.&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-1741116256439330685?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1741116256439330685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=1741116256439330685&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/1741116256439330685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/1741116256439330685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/twins.html' title='Twins?'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/th_same.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-3530870004344193991</id><published>2010-11-14T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T21:00:15.693-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of doors'/><title type='text'>My boy loves the country...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0618.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the best time today.  Nana took us to see her horses.  I swear my kid was meant to be a cowboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0624.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/horses3.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginger and Rio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0602.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vicious guard dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/today2.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rio sure is pretty and Preston found a turkey feather. (I wish I had snapped a picture of the flock of turkeys we saw on the road home.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/today1.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston at twilight and someone tricked Colt into holding Wyatt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0668.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Is this the sweetest looking old lab you have ever seen?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-3530870004344193991?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3530870004344193991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=3530870004344193991&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3530870004344193991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/3530870004344193991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-boy-loves-country.html' title='My boy loves the country...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/th_DSC_0618.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-7537067082550247978</id><published>2010-11-13T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T09:28:41.060-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><title type='text'>Behind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0463.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate getting behind on blogging.  I don't even know how to begin to catch up so I am going to just show you some of my favorite pictures from the past couple of days and call it good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0347copy.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0397.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/smiles.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/theboys.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/moreboys.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0384-1.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0418.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0454.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0429.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-7537067082550247978?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7537067082550247978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=7537067082550247978&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/7537067082550247978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/7537067082550247978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/behind.html' title='Behind...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/th_DSC_0463.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-474690408506453380</id><published>2010-11-05T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T19:23:59.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Say Pumpkin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0014-1.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have a new favorite tradition for autumn. &lt;/span&gt; I have had a few different friends say how fun &lt;a href="http://www.bishopspumpkinfarm.com/"&gt;Bishop's Pumpkin Farm&lt;/a&gt; is but I had no idea how really awesome it was until my mom and I made it out a couple of weeks ago.  I have to say it was totally worth the 30 minute long tantrum that ensued upon our departure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Train rides, tractor rides, a petting zoo&lt;/span&gt;, and so much more.  I wish we could have gone again with Nathan but, alas, another trip will have to wait until next year.  (sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/preston-1.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0129-2.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0035-2.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting ever so impatiently for the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0058-2.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0044-2copy.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here comes the train.  *toot*toot*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0079-2.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/prestonandnana.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He digs it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0130.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0115-2.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0111-2.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to believe anyone can sleep through a tractor ride!&lt;br /&gt;(Just leave it to the newborns.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/pumpkins.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/prestonpopo.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to ease the pain of Nana having to go home Nana got Preston a "police man" kit.&lt;br /&gt;(Thank you dollar store!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0138copy.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana loves the Wy-man too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-474690408506453380?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/474690408506453380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=474690408506453380&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/474690408506453380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/474690408506453380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-say-pumpkin.html' title='I Say Pumpkin...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/th_DSC_0014-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-5837824057730519985</id><published>2010-10-31T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T22:07:34.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween 2010...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/halloween5.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;/span&gt;  We had so much fun we celebrated twice.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we trekked to Gridley for their "trunk-or-treat" &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(or whatever they called it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Since I was flying solo I was only able to manage a few pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/halloween3.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today my friend invited us over for chili and a scavenger hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/halloween4.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/halloween2.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/halloween1.jpg" width="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In each picture I was hollering, "Put the gun down, Pres."&lt;br /&gt;You can see how obedient my son is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/P1080032.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A special thank you to everyone (namely my mom and Celeste) for helping me corral Preston.  You made Halloween possible for us this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-5837824057730519985?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5837824057730519985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=5837824057730519985&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5837824057730519985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/5837824057730519985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween-2010.html' title='Happy Halloween 2010...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/th_halloween5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-125118928361789651</id><published>2010-10-27T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T17:06:22.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>Slow Down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is this season going CRAZY fast for anyone else.  I feel myself trying to slow down and savor the moments but they insist upon spiraling past me at break neck speeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silly autumn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And toddlers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Alright, maybe just silly life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my attempt to savor we traveled up to one of my favorite local fall destinations, Apple Hill.  I even convinced (conned is more like it) Colin (and Nate, really) into joining us.  Not that Apple Hill is not a fun place.  I love it.  It's just not what I would consider a "hot spot" for (almost) 21 year old males to hang at.  (Let's be honest.  I don't think too many males in general would choose to spend the day at Apple Hill.)  Luckily Nate and Colin pretended to enjoy themselves and I was happy to be spending time with my loves with only a twinge of guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/apples2.jpg" width="810" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0018.jpg" width="810" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0019.jpg" width="810" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0021.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0039.jpg" width="810" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0032.jpg" width="810" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/apples.jpg" width="810" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0029.jpg" width="810" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/family.jpg" width="810" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0054.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they look like brothers to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/nate.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to be married to him.  Are you jealous?  (You should be!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0080.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like father like son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/nateandpres.jpg" width="810" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0088.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston digs being in charge of the fudge.&lt;br /&gt;(It was delish, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you want to know.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0070.jpg" width="810" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0042.jpg" width="810" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0085.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet boy slept the whole time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Thank you baby wrap!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0095.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-125118928361789651?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/125118928361789651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=125118928361789651&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/125118928361789651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/125118928361789651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2010/10/slow-down.html' title='Slow Down...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/th_apples2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-902029414024720885</id><published>2010-10-19T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T20:57:22.044-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Panic Attack...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For some reason my card reader will not read my compact flash card and now my camera is saying the card needs to be formatted.  I am having a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; PANIC ATTACK&lt;/span&gt; as we speak.  I hope (i hope i hope i hope...) I didn't lose all of those images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(breath in) (breath out) (breath in) (breath out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone have a paper bag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-902029414024720885?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/902029414024720885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=902029414024720885&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/902029414024720885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/902029414024720885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2010/10/panic-attack.html' title='Panic Attack...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-486691527043757585</id><published>2010-10-18T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:23:41.844-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>Walk This Way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/P1070954.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We survived&lt;/span&gt; our first day with dad back at work...barely!  It was rough, to say the least.  Unfortunately the fact that it was so hard was TOTALLY &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my doing.&lt;/span&gt;  I decided to stay up way to late last night making me crazy cranky today.  Luckily we are all still here and in one piece.  Thank goodness tomorrow is a new day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happy note we did make it outside for a walk this afternoon.  It was my first solo walk...just me and the boys.  It was so nice to get outside and enjoy the cool(ish) weather, fallen acorns and a change of scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/smile.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/P1070970.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wyatt LOVES his fake-y Moby wrap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I had to take a bazillion of these to get one without cleavage.  You are welcome.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/acorns.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Collecting acorns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/P1070967.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/plane.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw TWO helicopters.  (Thrilling, I know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/yawn.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that hard work who could help but to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yawn&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Monday&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And here's to hoping Tuesday is a better day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-486691527043757585?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/486691527043757585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=486691527043757585&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/486691527043757585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/486691527043757585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2010/10/walk-this-way.html' title='Walk This Way...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/th_P1070954.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-2152681808793241158</id><published>2010-10-15T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T21:35:31.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love'/><title type='text'>Not A Lot...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We had a grand day full of not a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I so enjoy doing a lot of nothing with my boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0678.jpg" width="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate has been my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super star&lt;/span&gt; this week waking up with our early riser (aka Preston) and taking Wyatt so I can get a few hours of (mostly) uninterrupted sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Preston and Wyatt have had colds so I have been getting even less sleep then you would expect with a newborn.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0686.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheeks filling in nicely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0726.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Waiting for bread to bake has never been so wonderful!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our oven is still out of commission so we made a trip to Nana Linda's to use her oven.&lt;br /&gt;I just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NEEDED&lt;/span&gt; to make pumpkin bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(With temperatures in the 90's this week we needed something to remind us that it is, indeed, autumn!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/10-14-2.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston LOVES Nana's toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0775.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"You know how much fun a boy has had by how dirty he is."&lt;br /&gt;~Nana Linda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And while daddy was away this afternoon we made our way out of doors for some playtime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/10-15.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; in love with this little guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-2152681808793241158?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2152681808793241158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=2152681808793241158&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2152681808793241158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2152681808793241158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2010/10/not-lot.html' title='Not A Lot...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/th_DSC_0678.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-2503900057575090359</id><published>2010-10-14T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T22:45:58.057-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love'/><title type='text'>If your are intererested...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If your interested in seeing the pictures from&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Nate's graduation&lt;/span&gt; head on over to &lt;a href="http://terrifictaylors.blogspot.com/2010/10/chp-graduation.html"&gt;Time With the Taylors&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For privacy (and safety) reasons you can only view them if you have been invited (just sign in with your gmail account).  If you know us, want to see the pictures and have not been invited please email me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0655.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Otherwise I will try an update this blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&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/6376417500743964863-2503900057575090359?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2503900057575090359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=2503900057575090359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2503900057575090359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2503900057575090359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2010/10/if-your-are-intererested.html' title='If your are intererested...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/th_DSC_0655.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-2471693908269496577</id><published>2010-10-13T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T21:41:37.912-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><title type='text'>technical difficulties...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0558.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Having &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;technical&lt;/span&gt; difficulties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to update you on our comings and goings sooner than later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-2471693908269496577?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2471693908269496577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=2471693908269496577&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2471693908269496577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/2471693908269496577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2010/10/technical-difficulties.html' title='technical difficulties...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/th_DSC_0558.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-616937379170987656</id><published>2010-10-05T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T22:27:28.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love'/><title type='text'>The End is Nigh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/funny.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(these cheeks kill me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember way back in April when we started &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-after-easter.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; journey?  Well the end is not only in sight but is practically moments away. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Nate graduates THIS Friday &lt;/span&gt;and I can think of three people (in this house alone) who think Friday cannot come fast enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/dinner-1.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(My handsome firstborn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/baby.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; boys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-616937379170987656?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/616937379170987656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=616937379170987656&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/616937379170987656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/616937379170987656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2010/10/end-is-nigh.html' title='The End is Nigh...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/th_funny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-1886552627870255848</id><published>2010-09-28T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T21:07:14.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><title type='text'>Baby and P love...</title><content type='html'>Today was our first day without any help.  Luckily we had an outing planned (thanks a million &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=6577533&amp;amp;fbid=470655893932&amp;amp;id=123307673932&amp;amp;ref=nf#%21/photo.php?pid=6577533&amp;amp;fbid=470655893932&amp;amp;id=123307673932"&gt;Susanne&lt;/a&gt;.  As always you are AMAZING) so the day went by fairly quickly.  We didn't do much but we did have fun.  We watched movies and destroyed the house. (I should be picking up instead of blogging...)  Welcome to my new life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/preston3-1.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0458-1.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston deemed the pink fruit basket his "helmet" for space travel, motorcycle riding and gun fighting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/sleep3.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wy-man slept ALL DAY LONG.  Hopefully he sleeps some tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0434.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0440-2.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/DSC_0259.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took these the other day but never go around to posting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/sleep2.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my little guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-1886552627870255848?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1886552627870255848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376417500743964863&amp;postID=1886552627870255848&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/1886552627870255848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376417500743964863/posts/default/1886552627870255848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/2010/09/baby-and-p-love.html' title='Baby and P love...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMYN27W3Bw/TfGm-DB2qPI/AAAAAAAAGMI/FGFdfvlCb_c/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/th_preston3-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376417500743964863.post-1222173967573825912</id><published>2010-09-26T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T16:01:55.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preston'/><title type='text'>Brothers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i195/basurfergurl/blog%20upload/brothers.jpg" width="810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/295/E5DDD3AC0EE5FB562B3A7830E69B256B.png" style="border: medium none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376417500743964863-1222173967573825912?l=smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallfarmdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1222173967573825912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='t
