<?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-2609001054110780123</id><updated>2011-07-30T18:56:44.328-07:00</updated><category term='First the worst....'/><title type='text'>The Richmans</title><subtitle type='html'>A little bit about our little family.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-579410397456277602</id><published>2010-06-05T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T18:46:29.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Law Day Run, 5-15-10</title><content type='html'>In May, most of my family agreed to run the Law Day 5k.  My sister, Robyn, and her husband are co-chairs of the event.  From the get-go, there was trash talk between me and my oldest brother Alan about who would win the race.  Below are all of the runners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/TAr8gZAar7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/x20cY6a0bps/s1600/IMG_1531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479469530048278450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/TAr8gZAar7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/x20cY6a0bps/s320/IMG_1531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, I am not much of a runner.  I had started training but really slacked off as the race got close.  Here you can see Alan's victorious finish.  Fists in the air and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/TAr8g6jmqmI/AAAAAAAAANA/GCg37nDWmTQ/s1600/IMG_1546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479469539054234210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/TAr8g6jmqmI/AAAAAAAAANA/GCg37nDWmTQ/s320/IMG_1546.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I come.   Actually, I did pretty well for myself.  I finished around 31 minutes which for me- was fabulous.  The kicker?  On the far left bottom of the photograph is my 8 year old nephew, Parker, who had just beat me in the race.  That was a bit humiliating.  It was a fun race anyway, and I'll get Alan next year!   Or at least Parker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/TAr8hYH3e_I/AAAAAAAAANI/5wczwwZ99-g/s1600/IMG_1549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479469546990959602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/TAr8hYH3e_I/AAAAAAAAANI/5wczwwZ99-g/s320/IMG_1549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2609001054110780123-579410397456277602?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/579410397456277602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=579410397456277602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/579410397456277602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/579410397456277602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2010/06/law-day-run-5-15-10.html' title='Law Day Run, 5-15-10'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/TAr8gZAar7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/x20cY6a0bps/s72-c/IMG_1531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-4695114571602968204</id><published>2010-04-23T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T14:21:12.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March/April</title><content type='html'>Man. I can't believe it's almost May. So far our spring has been really busy. Soccer and baseball are in full swing for Will, which keeps us busier than I had planned. Right now we're on day 5 of "screen-free" week, meaning we haven't watched television for going on five days. The kids haven't played video or computer games either. This means, that we are all so pooped by the end of the day that I couldn't even stay awake to watch TV even if I wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I find myself alone in the middle of the day with two sleeping children, and a chance to catch up on blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First- an envelope Will addressed to us as a school assignment. He knows our address, but I thought it was super cute that Blaine Avenue translated as "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Blan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Abenoo&lt;/span&gt;." This kid seriously makes me smile. Usually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S9IKasSvH2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/4j97m0OQmGM/s1600/IMG_1465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463440751636455266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S9IKasSvH2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/4j97m0OQmGM/s320/IMG_1465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, a few snaps of Lydia's 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday. It came and went in a hurry.  She had two small parties.  She pretty much wasn't aware of the concept, but she does love to blow out candles.  Here are the pics of her blowing out the candles on her donut cake, and her real birthday cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S9IM4ntN9BI/AAAAAAAAAMw/_9zEGLQ-naU/s1600/IMG_1460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463443464824681490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S9IM4ntN9BI/AAAAAAAAAMw/_9zEGLQ-naU/s320/IMG_1460.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S9IM4NvN9CI/AAAAAAAAAMo/XlExLGHcpKs/s1600/IMG_1444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463443457853748258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S9IM4NvN9CI/AAAAAAAAAMo/XlExLGHcpKs/s320/IMG_1444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night I found Will attempting to brush his teeth while holding the toothbrush with his feet.  Lydia wanted to be part of the good times but she didn't quite get the joke, and ended up brushing her feet with her toothbrush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S9IM3hAI7dI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Bs3ORhDZImA/s1600/IMG_1462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463443445845126610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S9IM3hAI7dI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Bs3ORhDZImA/s320/IMG_1462.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last, Will and Lydia enjoying some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;oversized&lt;/span&gt; lollipops, courtesy of Aunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shannie&lt;/span&gt; and Uncle Paul's trip to Disneyland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S9IM3Hw6HXI/AAAAAAAAAMY/svajLkmtxvk/s1600/IMG_1495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463443439070354802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S9IM3Hw6HXI/AAAAAAAAAMY/svajLkmtxvk/s320/IMG_1495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S9IM2otGw-I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/s5qbVh92b3A/s1600/IMG_1494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463443430732907490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S9IM2otGw-I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/s5qbVh92b3A/s320/IMG_1494.JPG" /&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/2609001054110780123-4695114571602968204?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/4695114571602968204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=4695114571602968204' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/4695114571602968204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/4695114571602968204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2010/04/marchapril.html' title='March/April'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S9IKasSvH2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/4j97m0OQmGM/s72-c/IMG_1465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-5731382084001580189</id><published>2010-02-22T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T13:55:18.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 days of school!</title><content type='html'>So, in celebrating 100 days of kindergarten, Will brought home the following list. He had to fill in the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had 100: Wes (translation: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wii's&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could eat 100: Cats (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.....)&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could see 100: Wes (Again, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wii's&lt;/span&gt;. Obsessed much?)&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had 100: Dads (what? Moms are better)&lt;br /&gt;But I'd never want 100: Poops (obviously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And truly, if he was referring to 100 poops at the same time, I can say I wouldn't like that either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2609001054110780123-5731382084001580189?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/5731382084001580189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=5731382084001580189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/5731382084001580189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/5731382084001580189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2010/02/100-days-of-school.html' title='100 days of school!'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-7140290242245842525</id><published>2010-01-04T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T18:21:46.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December</title><content type='html'>Man, I love the holidays and man, I love when they are over. Back to 'healthy' eating (which for me just means not eating everything in sight all day long) and the much needed routine. Here are some pictures from Christmas and other December events. Please congratulate me on posting, as I haven't done so since August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0KgOnY_EGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/YAXvfXqqQUE/s1600-h/IMG_1303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423073074259890274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0KgOnY_EGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/YAXvfXqqQUE/s320/IMG_1303.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0KgOImSLRI/AAAAAAAAAL4/s21YeJeXW9Y/s1600-h/IMG_1291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423073065994169618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0KgOImSLRI/AAAAAAAAAL4/s21YeJeXW9Y/s320/IMG_1291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love having Santa come to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; family parties!  Here's hoping they got what they wished for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0KgNpyUmJI/AAAAAAAAALw/c3MafcE9D2Y/s1600-h/IMG_1267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423073057723160722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0KgNpyUmJI/AAAAAAAAALw/c3MafcE9D2Y/s320/IMG_1267.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early Christmas presents at Aunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shannie's&lt;/span&gt;.  Lydia had a poo-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;plosion&lt;/span&gt; and her slacker mother didn't have extra clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0KgNBGnPNI/AAAAAAAAALo/E-N0xmlfSfU/s1600-h/IMG_1346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423073046802414802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0KgNBGnPNI/AAAAAAAAALo/E-N0xmlfSfU/s320/IMG_1346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pretty much sums up our Christmas break.  We were lazy. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jammies&lt;/span&gt; all day kind of lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0KgM_zZfFI/AAAAAAAAALg/7NW8R1o70TA/s1600-h/IMG_1255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423073046453386322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0KgM_zZfFI/AAAAAAAAALg/7NW8R1o70TA/s320/IMG_1255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what you get when you say, "Lydia- show me your grumpy face!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0Kddr3fuHI/AAAAAAAAALY/vsiaRpLQMRk/s1600-h/IMG_1370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423070034624755826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0Kddr3fuHI/AAAAAAAAALY/vsiaRpLQMRk/s320/IMG_1370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will, irritated and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; with his having to pose his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Snuggie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0KddbgFVII/AAAAAAAAALQ/q5I6buLV2bA/s1600-h/IMG_1359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423070030231590018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0KddbgFVII/AAAAAAAAALQ/q5I6buLV2bA/s320/IMG_1359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he loved his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leapster&lt;/span&gt;.  I swear, he's awake and playing 'Batman' but he looked asleep in all three photos I tried to take.  He's obsessed.  We'll have to place limits soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0KdcpWEmaI/AAAAAAAAALI/_h0_dD--2Z0/s1600-h/IMG_1355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423070016767826338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0KdcpWEmaI/AAAAAAAAALI/_h0_dD--2Z0/s320/IMG_1355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was some Christmas morning fun.  Both of them loved Lydia's present.  Balls popping all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0KdcGzpSII/AAAAAAAAALA/7FLwvQ8r6YE/s1600-h/IMG_1354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423070007496624258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0KdcGzpSII/AAAAAAAAALA/7FLwvQ8r6YE/s320/IMG_1354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas gifts included warmth.  Coat, hat, scarf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0KdbhTeIpI/AAAAAAAAAK4/w_dDwoQobJQ/s1600-h/IMG_1351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423069997429564050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0KdbhTeIpI/AAAAAAAAAK4/w_dDwoQobJQ/s320/IMG_1351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia found some glasses in her stocking, and despite the fact that she got some cool stuff- I think this was her favorite thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a fun month!  I hope to blog with  more frequency. My goal is once a month.  That's not too bad eh  ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2609001054110780123-7140290242245842525?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/7140290242245842525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=7140290242245842525' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/7140290242245842525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/7140290242245842525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2010/01/december.html' title='December'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/S0KgOnY_EGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/YAXvfXqqQUE/s72-c/IMG_1303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-2660493826740779021</id><published>2009-08-10T20:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:23:41.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Huff Reunion etc.</title><content type='html'>We just got back from the Huff Reunion this past weekend.  The weather was nice and cool, but not freezing.  Good times!  We camp in Huntington Canyon, which is near Price. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDip3d5KKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/jrunkrKmto4/s1600-h/IMG_0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368539964717476002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDip3d5KKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/jrunkrKmto4/s320/IMG_0923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sandy doing the 'washer toss,' which along with horseshoes, is a Huff family tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDipbmkJKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/07BhpJ1l7Ck/s1600-h/IMG_0922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368539957237654690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDipbmkJKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/07BhpJ1l7Ck/s320/IMG_0922.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Will and Blaze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDipGPvYDI/AAAAAAAAAKY/oPGpAuHMFhA/s1600-h/IMG_0916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368539951504777266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDipGPvYDI/AAAAAAAAAKY/oPGpAuHMFhA/s320/IMG_0916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia kissing grandma Janet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDiojGPIoI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/wgQxZDLI2nE/s1600-h/IMG_0913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368539942069674626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDiojGPIoI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/wgQxZDLI2nE/s320/IMG_0913.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will with his uncle Lee, making bracelets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDioV9S1vI/AAAAAAAAAKI/tM42Fxknwsw/s1600-h/IMG_0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368539938542507762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDioV9S1vI/AAAAAAAAAKI/tM42Fxknwsw/s320/IMG_0912.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDh5iKLGhI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iwfBCg7IbrI/s1600-h/IMG_0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368539134363900434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDh5iKLGhI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iwfBCg7IbrI/s320/IMG_0909.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will, Cheyanne, Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is Will, who told me, "mom, take off my training wheels.  I know how to ride a two-wheeler now."  I kind of brushed him off, but he kept asking so Sandy took the wheels off tonight.  Sandy tried to show him but Will wanted to do it alone.  He was right!  He does know how to do it.  After an hour, he was mastering turns and getting really steady.  What a big guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDh5EE0HiI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/y6YEx8IgvnE/s1600-h/IMG_0927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368539126288358946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDh5EE0HiI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/y6YEx8IgvnE/s320/IMG_0927.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDh4kG5XmI/AAAAAAAAAJw/edtct-1Gr_I/s1600-h/IMG_0926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368539117707157090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDh4kG5XmI/AAAAAAAAAJw/edtct-1Gr_I/s320/IMG_0926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDh4XA1lPI/AAAAAAAAAJo/gGOaK5eMlAo/s1600-h/IMG_0925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368539114192082162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDh4XA1lPI/AAAAAAAAAJo/gGOaK5eMlAo/s320/IMG_0925.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDh32fWv8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/e2JG92in-vc/s1600-h/IMG_0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368539105461714882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDh32fWv8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/e2JG92in-vc/s320/IMG_0924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2609001054110780123-2660493826740779021?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/2660493826740779021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=2660493826740779021' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/2660493826740779021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/2660493826740779021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2009/08/huff-reunion-etc.html' title='Huff Reunion etc.'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SoDip3d5KKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/jrunkrKmto4/s72-c/IMG_0923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-1630972351201063411</id><published>2009-04-10T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T12:50:20.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lydia</title><content type='html'>As it turns out, I'm not much of a blogger. Oh well. Lydia turned one at the beginning of March and I neglected to blog it. She was sick on her big day, so only got to eat a cupcake without frosting (diarrhea and dairy aren't friends) but she loved it anyway. Now she's walking all over the place and just looking like a toddler instead of a baby. Where did the time go?!?!? We are so glad to have Lydia in our family. I have a hunch that she's going to be a goof, just like her brother. She's always cracking us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/Sd-iMx46dlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/uWB9U5m5k8g/s1600-h/IMG_0609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323151625009395282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/Sd-iMx46dlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/uWB9U5m5k8g/s320/IMG_0609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia opening what turned out to be her very favorite toy in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/Sd-iMlgEXJI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/FlGfc50YxoA/s1600-h/IMG_0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323151621683960978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/Sd-iMlgEXJI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/FlGfc50YxoA/s320/IMG_0642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Home-girl can shove a lot of food in her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/Sd-iMd13-GI/AAAAAAAAAJI/HZs3q0fPYsU/s1600-h/IMG_0621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323151619627939938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/Sd-iMd13-GI/AAAAAAAAAJI/HZs3q0fPYsU/s320/IMG_0621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Totally loving the uninhibited cake eating. It didn't end up being too messy&lt;br /&gt;with no frosting, plus she ate just about every crumb possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2609001054110780123-1630972351201063411?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/1630972351201063411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=1630972351201063411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/1630972351201063411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/1630972351201063411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2009/04/lydia.html' title='Lydia'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/Sd-iMx46dlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/uWB9U5m5k8g/s72-c/IMG_0609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-6133414918293542549</id><published>2009-03-04T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T14:22:50.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn wind.</title><content type='html'>The wind has been blowing really hard for a few days.  The fence got tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/Sa7-pIYK0vI/AAAAAAAAAI0/B7B81v70rTg/s1600-h/IMG_0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309460993293341426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/Sa7-pIYK0vI/AAAAAAAAAI0/B7B81v70rTg/s320/IMG_0597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/Sa7-ozb5WeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/4-jIo21EjDo/s1600-h/IMG_0596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309460987671828962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/Sa7-ozb5WeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/4-jIo21EjDo/s320/IMG_0596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2609001054110780123-6133414918293542549?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/6133414918293542549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=6133414918293542549' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/6133414918293542549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/6133414918293542549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2009/03/damn-wind.html' title='Damn wind.'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/Sa7-pIYK0vI/AAAAAAAAAI0/B7B81v70rTg/s72-c/IMG_0597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-2218287090123046016</id><published>2009-02-22T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T10:30:41.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm gonna get their cruds."</title><content type='html'>Will had been introduced to 'trash talk.'  He's recently learned to play Mario Kart on our Nintendo 64 (yes, I know we're technologically behind the times).  This morning he was playing and just started saying, "I'm gonna get their cruds."  And if he did get their cruds, he would say- "See, that's what I mean." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will and his Dad tease a lot back and forth, and I just wanted to include a few samples of Will's greatest comebacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're a stinky shoe that smells like a stinky boot."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, because you're a poopdog."  (he learned poopdog from his Dad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll add to the list later when I can remember some more, but just had to post before I forgot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2609001054110780123-2218287090123046016?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/2218287090123046016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=2218287090123046016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/2218287090123046016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/2218287090123046016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-gonna-get-their-cruds.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m gonna get their cruds.&quot;'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-2813491143681637291</id><published>2009-02-14T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T08:38:23.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday and baby proofing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;A happy belated birthday to Sandy (32!) among other things. He turned a year older on February 10t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;. Below he's sharing some birthday cake with Will. We think Sandy's a great part of our family, and we love him even though he's old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SZbxaEysloI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zPC9XEXfzlk/s1600-h/IMG_0556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302691041540609666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SZbxaEysloI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zPC9XEXfzlk/s320/IMG_0556.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out and getting cozy in bed. I don't know what's all over Will's face, but he always seems to have food on there somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SZbxbHphEnI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8m6A2KbG5wE/s1600-h/IMG_0545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302691059487281778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SZbxbHphEnI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8m6A2KbG5wE/s320/IMG_0545.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, I have kind of forgotten about baby proofing certain parts of the house. In our old house, our cupboards were old and didn't easily open. The drawers weren't on rollers so Will was never able to get into anything. Not so in this house. Lydia is forever emptying drawers. Her current favorites are the dishtowel and the foil/plastic wrap/baggies drawer. Very messy. Not to mention the pinched fingers. I guess I'll have to break down and buy some of those drawer locking things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SZbxa7hcC4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/FeHKj-0_d0k/s1600-h/IMG_0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302691056232172418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SZbxa7hcC4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/FeHKj-0_d0k/s320/IMG_0558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's a good thing she's cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SZbxaTU-OdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/k0DpBI3AJV8/s1600-h/IMG_0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302691045442468306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SZbxaTU-OdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/k0DpBI3AJV8/s320/IMG_0557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2609001054110780123-2813491143681637291?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/2813491143681637291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=2813491143681637291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/2813491143681637291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/2813491143681637291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday-and-baby-proofing.html' title='birthday and baby proofing'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SZbxaEysloI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zPC9XEXfzlk/s72-c/IMG_0556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-5428359780960105336</id><published>2009-01-31T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T14:08:49.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will's Christmas program, yes I know it's almost February.</title><content type='html'>This is some random and belated blogging.  Facebook has taken over my blogging ability.  As it turns out, posting pictures is something of a chore and it only gets done in one location.  I wanted to post some pictures of Will's Christmas program at school.  It was really cute!  It was over in about fifteen minutes, and none of the kids really knew words to the songs.  We'd missed a few days of school due to a vacation and then an illness, so you can see Will below in the yellow shirt watching his friends to see how to do the 'choreography'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SYTJUu0bTgI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6OwwglhVIkU/s1600-h/IMG_0494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297580419697036802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SYTJUu0bTgI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6OwwglhVIkU/s320/IMG_0494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a closer shot of Will standing by some friends.  I love the look on the face of the kid in the green sweater.   That's Rex, Will's buddy.  Except that it's been revealed that Rex &lt;em&gt;already has&lt;/em&gt; a friend named Will, and it's caused some hurt feelings.  Apparently four year olds can't have multiple friends with the same name.  I understand, it would be confusing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SYTJUSST4WI/AAAAAAAAAH8/E_sl3OIoeo8/s1600-h/IMG_0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297580412037751138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SYTJUSST4WI/AAAAAAAAAH8/E_sl3OIoeo8/s320/IMG_0497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last but not least, Lydia has learned to crawl up onto Will's bed.  They were sitting one night for about fifteen minutes reading books together.  I was glad to catch a pictures before the 'precious moment' ended.  Luckily Will's bed is really close to the floor, because she falls off of it frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SYTJUdObnSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/cbrIgWFnp3w/s1600-h/IMG_0528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297580414974270754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SYTJUdObnSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/cbrIgWFnp3w/s320/IMG_0528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2609001054110780123-5428359780960105336?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/5428359780960105336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=5428359780960105336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/5428359780960105336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/5428359780960105336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2009/01/wills-christmas-program-yes-i-know-its.html' title='Will&apos;s Christmas program, yes I know it&apos;s almost February.'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SYTJUu0bTgI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6OwwglhVIkU/s72-c/IMG_0494.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-8522177706354950024</id><published>2008-11-17T20:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:06:16.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Halloween and other things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been a slackish blogger. Here are the kiddo's Halloween costumes, and then a random bath tub pic, because it was pretty darn cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SSJL5iEB93I/AAAAAAAAAHk/OG60pUTlY6o/s1600-h/IMG_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269857965745239922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SSJL5iEB93I/AAAAAAAAAHk/OG60pUTlY6o/s320/IMG_0398.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are a few of Will's buddies, Ryan and Lars.  They go to "bowling daycare" with him, and on this particular day they did a Halloween parade and trick or treated.  Bowling daycare is where he hangs out while I bowl in my Chieftans Ladies League.  Yes, I am that cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SSJL5cWVw5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/dxpnm3SSOHQ/s1600-h/IMG_0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269857964211422098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SSJL5cWVw5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/dxpnm3SSOHQ/s320/IMG_0402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A somewhat shy Scooby Doo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SSJL5K18nJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/XOxlXiwjWr0/s1600-h/IMG_0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269857959512153234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SSJL5K18nJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/XOxlXiwjWr0/s320/IMG_0403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lil' Punkin.  Her head was really just too big for the hat. She gets that from me.  Sorry Lydia, and just so you know you'll never look good in hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SSJL51BQLZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/k_y3K06CHdY/s1600-h/IMG_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269857970833862034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SSJL51BQLZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/k_y3K06CHdY/s320/IMG_0406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Will thought it was WAY cool to take a bath with his sister.  He probably won't think so for very much longer, so I'll enjoy it now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2609001054110780123-8522177706354950024?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/8522177706354950024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=8522177706354950024' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/8522177706354950024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/8522177706354950024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2008/11/belated-halloween-and-other-things.html' title='Belated Halloween and other things.'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SSJL5iEB93I/AAAAAAAAAHk/OG60pUTlY6o/s72-c/IMG_0398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-491198715533480239</id><published>2008-10-25T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T10:42:19.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were invited to a costume party last night, and instructed to come as rock stars. Well, I think we're pretty awesome- so I had to post our pics. I may regret posting these later. Oh wait, I already regret posting them, but I've put in all this time so here they go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SQNYruvr9qI/AAAAAAAAAHE/HSmmnom-xZg/s1600-h/IMG_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261146298004534946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SQNYruvr9qI/AAAAAAAAAHE/HSmmnom-xZg/s320/IMG_0351.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Isn't that...Travis Barker from Blink 182? Wow, what a hottie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SQNYqrOPwjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ZBLiMP4Rcbs/s1600-h/IMG_0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261146279879098930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SQNYqrOPwjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ZBLiMP4Rcbs/s320/IMG_0349.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh wait, it's just Sandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SQNYoex6fcI/AAAAAAAAAG0/4NAKbIsLjxM/s1600-h/IMG_0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261146242179300802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SQNYoex6fcI/AAAAAAAAAG0/4NAKbIsLjxM/s320/IMG_0347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whoah! You're probably wondering, when did Amy Winehouse hang out in Alison and Sandy's back yard?!?! No worries, it's not really Amy. Just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SQNYn9QptDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/QgBtpst8Feg/s1600-h/IMG_0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261146233181418546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SQNYn9QptDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/QgBtpst8Feg/s320/IMG_0348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize I'm not emaciated enough to play the part. But hey, what are you gonna do? I did my best with my D.I. outfit and my itchy wig. Good times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2609001054110780123-491198715533480239?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/491198715533480239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=491198715533480239' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/491198715533480239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/491198715533480239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2008/10/rock-on.html' title='Rock On'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SQNYruvr9qI/AAAAAAAAAHE/HSmmnom-xZg/s72-c/IMG_0351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-5915360562938201627</id><published>2008-10-12T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T13:35:44.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowy Sunday</title><content type='html'>I know it's not unheard of, but snow before Halloween really bugs me. I'd like a few more weeks of balmy fall. It didn't bug Will however, and he had a great time running around in it. I'm busy being jealous of friends who live in warmer climates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SPJd1WYDuQI/AAAAAAAAAGk/fwrnJkmjwlQ/s1600-h/IMG_0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256366886215727362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SPJd1WYDuQI/AAAAAAAAAGk/fwrnJkmjwlQ/s320/IMG_0317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SPJc_YqjOkI/AAAAAAAAAGU/634xgwii6dg/s1600-h/IMG_0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256365959117224514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SPJc_YqjOkI/AAAAAAAAAGU/634xgwii6dg/s320/IMG_0322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SPJc_t40vFI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9yY3BeYY70c/s1600-h/IMG_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256365964814236754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SPJc_t40vFI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9yY3BeYY70c/s320/IMG_0319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2609001054110780123-5915360562938201627?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/5915360562938201627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=5915360562938201627' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/5915360562938201627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/5915360562938201627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2008/10/snowy-sunday.html' title='Snowy Sunday'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SPJd1WYDuQI/AAAAAAAAAGk/fwrnJkmjwlQ/s72-c/IMG_0317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-2030477499903848421</id><published>2008-09-30T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T20:30:15.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smith and Morehouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sandy planned a fishing trip for us last Sunday, and we drove up to Smith and Morehouse. I've never been there, and I'm glad we went. So pretty! Will was the only one who caught anything- a stick- but we still had good times. We saw some deer, and the autumn colors were amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SOLtzbZ_F3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/sw1JmzOxfcw/s1600-h/IMG_0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252021583253280626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SOLtzbZ_F3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/sw1JmzOxfcw/s320/IMG_0282.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only catch of the day- Will's stick. He was pretty excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SOLtzxGCErI/AAAAAAAAAF0/_qxHWX_rH68/s1600-h/IMG_0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252021589075169970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SOLtzxGCErI/AAAAAAAAAF0/_qxHWX_rH68/s320/IMG_0296.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture didn't do the fall colors justice- it was way prettier in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SOLtz3moo-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/QBBvwxxPqXM/s1600-h/IMG_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252021590822527970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SOLtz3moo-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/QBBvwxxPqXM/s320/IMG_0283.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sandy trying very hard to catch a fish, he's normally pretty good at this stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SOLt0JwFX0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/zQx-2hnMNZg/s1600-h/IMG_0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252021595693997890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SOLt0JwFX0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/zQx-2hnMNZg/s320/IMG_0294.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lydia always has a great time doing whatever we are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2609001054110780123-2030477499903848421?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/2030477499903848421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=2030477499903848421' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/2030477499903848421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/2030477499903848421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2008/09/smith-and-morehouse.html' title='Smith and Morehouse'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SOLtzbZ_F3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/sw1JmzOxfcw/s72-c/IMG_0282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-220547696418127357</id><published>2008-09-23T08:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T09:03:51.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not in MY house</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SNkTVEc1kUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/h29yX8myySs/s1600-h/IMG_0253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249248093369897282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SNkTVEc1kUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/h29yX8myySs/s320/IMG_0253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon the discovery of this beast in my laundry room, I nearly vomited. I quickly covered him with a bowl and waited for Sandy to get home. Does anyone know anything about spiders? What kind is he? All I know, is he was the kind that's too big for me to forget about. I realize this is nothing like Amy's scorpion, but to me...it might as well be. Yuck. Ignore the backdrop of southern Utah. Sandy escorted him out of the house on a page of our Utah calendar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2609001054110780123-220547696418127357?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/220547696418127357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=220547696418127357' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/220547696418127357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/220547696418127357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-in-my-house.html' title='Not in MY house'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SNkTVEc1kUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/h29yX8myySs/s72-c/IMG_0253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-782632553917274072</id><published>2008-09-13T18:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T18:42:08.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will's First Soccer Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Firebirds&lt;/span&gt;! Will played his first soccer game today. He had a fun running around and pretending like he knew what was going on. He was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; only that his team got orange slices for a snack instead of frosted cookies, like his friend Lars had. My only disappointment was the really, really intense soccer dad on our team who would yell, "Win it! Win it! Win it!" whenever his son got near the ball. I suppose I have to get used to that stuff if Will does any type of team sport in the future- but come on...the kids are 4. Am I right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SMxrIlrAqVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/AgR5udpZxFQ/s1600-h/IMG_0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245685461275421010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SMxrIlrAqVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/AgR5udpZxFQ/s320/IMG_0216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SMxrI94csLI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tTv-Z7uT-AU/s1600-h/IMG_0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245685467774234802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SMxrI94csLI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tTv-Z7uT-AU/s320/IMG_0210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia was a fantastic cheerleader, thanks to a super nice 7 year old who dressed her all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SMxrJY1anOI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XbdQ5z1o32E/s1600-h/IMG_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245685475009273058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SMxrJY1anOI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XbdQ5z1o32E/s320/IMG_0212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SMxrJz5dc6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/LG8dR7x0xuw/s1600-h/IMG_0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245685482273993634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SMxrJz5dc6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/LG8dR7x0xuw/s320/IMG_0206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's trying to get the ball away from the two kids who actually knew what they were doing.  These same two kids scored all the goals.  It was pretty comical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2609001054110780123-782632553917274072?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/782632553917274072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=782632553917274072' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/782632553917274072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/782632553917274072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2008/09/wills-first-soccer-game.html' title='Will&apos;s First Soccer Game'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SMxrIlrAqVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/AgR5udpZxFQ/s72-c/IMG_0216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-7348452321608686447</id><published>2008-08-31T07:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T07:33:48.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nielson Reunion</title><content type='html'>Off to Roosevelt yesterday for the Nielsen Reunion. More specifically, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Uinta&lt;/span&gt; Mountains near Roosevelt. The weather was great, and Will got filthy which is a good indication that he had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLqmEAQUAsI/AAAAAAAAADk/WIxD4piX6eQ/s1600-h/IMG_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240683704117101250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLqmEAQUAsI/AAAAAAAAADk/WIxD4piX6eQ/s320/IMG_0096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In this picture, is an angry Lydia being held by her dad of course. Sandy's grandpa (Grandpa Sandy) is trying to get her to stop to no avail. This is Lydia and Will's great grandpa. Sitting down in the green is Sandy's grandma, and in the white is grandma Nielsen, the kids' great, great grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLqqXP069VI/AAAAAAAAAEU/inx5rrWU_Ig/s1600-h/IMG_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240688432761206098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLqqXP069VI/AAAAAAAAAEU/inx5rrWU_Ig/s320/IMG_0105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evidence of Will's filthy self, hanging out with Lexi, who is Will's 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; or 3rd cousin. Not sure. He collected 'treasures' (i.e.- garbage) and carried them around in his shirt pocket all day. After we got home, no amount of bathing could get all the dirt out of his hair. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLqp5yOzz4I/AAAAAAAAAEM/4fhkNYepEP0/s1600-h/IMG_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240687926600519554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLqp5yOzz4I/AAAAAAAAAEM/4fhkNYepEP0/s320/IMG_0089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will not attempt to name all of these relatives, but they were all very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLqqy3if2DI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9PDz4jVG3hs/s1600-h/IMG_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240688907277817906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLqqy3if2DI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9PDz4jVG3hs/s320/IMG_0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;I was there too. Overall, a nice short trip, despite the long drive and a kind of grumpy baby. &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/2609001054110780123-7348452321608686447?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/7348452321608686447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=7348452321608686447' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/7348452321608686447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/7348452321608686447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2008/08/nielson-reunion.html' title='Nielson Reunion'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLqmEAQUAsI/AAAAAAAAADk/WIxD4piX6eQ/s72-c/IMG_0096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-8346874706718080647</id><published>2008-08-29T20:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T21:02:43.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovery Gateway, and Our New Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLjEApDvi1I/AAAAAAAAADE/HBXPEZD4G7Q/s1600-h/IMG_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240153681746168658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLjEApDvi1I/AAAAAAAAADE/HBXPEZD4G7Q/s320/IMG_0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of terrifying, but we bought a new camera that seems to be pretty cool. Perhaps a bit too cool, I think the camera's IQ is higher than mine. I took it to the park today for a few random shots, I think they turned out pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLjEA7tY2dI/AAAAAAAAADM/17-svEoC-Pg/s1600-h/IMG_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240153686752680402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLjEA7tY2dI/AAAAAAAAADM/17-svEoC-Pg/s320/IMG_0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLjEBXz5FwI/AAAAAAAAADU/6-AaOL8434s/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240153694296151810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLjEBXz5FwI/AAAAAAAAADU/6-AaOL8434s/s320/IMG_0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, my kids are cute. We also went to Discovery Gateway today with Amy, Olivia, and Makena. Good times! We love hanging out with them when they are in town. Vegas is just too far away :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLjCbDMY3-I/AAAAAAAAACc/brQyaXK1g_0/s1600-h/IMG_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240151936415096802" style="WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px" height="302" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLjCbDMY3-I/AAAAAAAAACc/brQyaXK1g_0/s320/IMG_0013.JPG" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLjCba4N9TI/AAAAAAAAACk/DtgZvGa67oU/s1600-h/IMG_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240151942772946226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLjCba4N9TI/AAAAAAAAACk/DtgZvGa67oU/s320/IMG_0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makena (1) and Olivia (3) are perhaps the two cutest girls I know.&lt;br /&gt;(Except for my own, and anyone else who is reading this that has a girl- yours are also the cutest.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLjCblLse7I/AAAAAAAAACs/FJ_ds8HgFm4/s1600-h/IMG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240151945538993074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLjCblLse7I/AAAAAAAAACs/FJ_ds8HgFm4/s320/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLjCb1r6prI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aZTQhsOftdE/s1600-h/IMG_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240151949969106610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLjCb1r6prI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aZTQhsOftdE/s320/IMG_0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLjCcWHAMyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fRNwJAMmWeA/s1600-h/IMG_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Will totally digs the cash register. It was quite popular today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2609001054110780123-8346874706718080647?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/8346874706718080647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=8346874706718080647' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/8346874706718080647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/8346874706718080647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2008/08/discovery-gateway-and-our-new-camera.html' title='Discovery Gateway, and Our New Camera'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SLjEApDvi1I/AAAAAAAAADE/HBXPEZD4G7Q/s72-c/IMG_0055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-5092342682258756691</id><published>2008-08-16T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T21:49:34.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My funny little man</title><content type='html'>Will said some of the funniest things today.  Sorry there's not photo to post, but I had to write these down somewhere so I would remember them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Rubbing the side of his head he said, "I get a headache right here when I run out of ideas."&lt;br /&gt;- He's been playing tennis with his dad, and he loves to say that he's "getting real easy at tennis."&lt;br /&gt;- He told me tonight that if Sandy ever said I was dumb, he'd "fight him up" for me.   Specifically, that he'd poke him in the stomach with a stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, that kid cracks me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2609001054110780123-5092342682258756691?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/5092342682258756691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=5092342682258756691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/5092342682258756691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/5092342682258756691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-funny-little-man.html' title='My funny little man'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-1355075098041359159</id><published>2008-08-06T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T12:08:04.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping and marshmallows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SJn1VtfNWfI/AAAAAAAAABc/KVjUXeysb2Q/s1600-h/camping+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231482195504093682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SJn1VtfNWfI/AAAAAAAAABc/KVjUXeysb2Q/s200/camping+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SJn1IUwSrZI/AAAAAAAAABU/7JN4ijo_V4s/s1600-h/camping+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231481965526560146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="168" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SJn1IUwSrZI/AAAAAAAAABU/7JN4ijo_V4s/s200/camping+007.jpg" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went camping for the 'Larry Richman Reunion' this past weekend, down in Huntington Canyon. We couldn't keep Will away from the marshmallows. He probably roasted fifty of them. A large majority of the melted mallows ended up on his hands, face, hair and clothing. He did manage to eat a few, but they were covered in ash. Mmm...yummy. (minerals, right?) We're going camping again this weekend for the Huff Reunion. I think I'll pack extra clothes. &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/2609001054110780123-1355075098041359159?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/1355075098041359159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=1355075098041359159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/1355075098041359159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/1355075098041359159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2008/08/camping-and-marshmallows.html' title='Camping and marshmallows'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SJn1VtfNWfI/AAAAAAAAABc/KVjUXeysb2Q/s72-c/camping+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-7689379159484480341</id><published>2008-07-06T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T09:35:43.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SHDzbyVFIrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/p2felI3LkPc/s1600-h/March+2008+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219939626814612146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SHDzbyVFIrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/p2felI3LkPc/s320/March+2008+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:sale-742088369@craigslist.org?subject=Double%20Jogging%20%20Stroller%20-%20$80%20(university%20of%20utah)"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cutest and grumpiest kid you'll ever meet. I realized last night that if he can brush his own teeth, wipe his own butt, change into his own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt;, and navigate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pbs&lt;/span&gt;.org all by himself, we must be doing something right, even if he can get downright ornery. We love the crap out of him though, and he is a great big brother.   He is always saying funny things tries very hard to entertain everyone.  Will loves sports, games, puzzles, but most of all he loves his friends and family.  We're lucky he's a part of our family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2609001054110780123-7689379159484480341?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/7689379159484480341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=7689379159484480341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/7689379159484480341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/7689379159484480341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2008/07/will.html' title='Will'/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q_3FJH5Q5-0/SHDzbyVFIrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/p2felI3LkPc/s72-c/March+2008+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609001054110780123.post-8767652873245020164</id><published>2008-07-05T20:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T20:42:56.366-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First the worst....'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging. I swore I never would, but I've been sucked in and I don't care who knows it. I'll try and avoid obnoxiousness, but I'll warn you that I obsess about the small things my children do. So read at your own risk.  This blog is about Alison, Sandy, Will and Lydia Richman and the everyday things we do that we think are extra special.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2609001054110780123-8767652873245020164?l=aliandsander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/feeds/8767652873245020164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2609001054110780123&amp;postID=8767652873245020164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/8767652873245020164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2609001054110780123/posts/default/8767652873245020164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliandsander.blogspot.com/2008/07/blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>aliandsander</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468513297272995904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
