<?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-36373336</id><updated>2012-01-24T23:26:42.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>stuckihouse</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>743</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-3018798594076419954</id><published>2012-01-22T12:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T12:13:59.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Gt36CyuDwU/TxxD1awcqYI/AAAAAAAANvE/kc0DfkbIn-A/s1600/DSC_0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Gt36CyuDwU/TxxD1awcqYI/AAAAAAAANvE/kc0DfkbIn-A/s400/DSC_0522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just quick, baby Kate ready for cold weather (although it has been in the 50's a lot, crazy Winter!) This sweater was with my old doll clothes but my Mom told me I wore it as a baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ga7RUnPckw8/TxxD1h9LDvI/AAAAAAAANvM/QfombCEI1hw/s1600/DSC_0527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ga7RUnPckw8/TxxD1h9LDvI/AAAAAAAANvM/QfombCEI1hw/s400/DSC_0527.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has such a cute elfish look! When Colin was a baby people frequently said he looked like a little elf, which I was a little offended by. I now full embrace my cute elf baby! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/36373336-3018798594076419954?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3018798594076419954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=3018798594076419954' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/3018798594076419954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/3018798594076419954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2012/01/winter-baby.html' title='Winter baby'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Gt36CyuDwU/TxxD1awcqYI/AAAAAAAANvE/kc0DfkbIn-A/s72-c/DSC_0522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-2442521020238662452</id><published>2012-01-08T12:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T19:53:49.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>With great sadness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U9JNQxX-l0o/TwuKa9FjNfI/AAAAAAAANtQ/7ATE--c8bJk/s1600/DSC_0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U9JNQxX-l0o/TwuKa9FjNfI/AAAAAAAANtQ/7ATE--c8bJk/s400/DSC_0500.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" height="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few days after Christmas, Brian's Mom Marilyn passed away from complication with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ALS&lt;/span&gt;. We have been very sad for her loss, but are relieved she does not need to suffer anymore. Brian and I were able to travel to the Seattle area for her funeral last week and I am very grateful we both were there. It was a beautiful memorial. It think Marilyn has very good reason to be proud of her family. Brian's parents have done a lot of things right to raise such good kids. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Below are some words from Brian: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;As the youngest for 5 years (before Brandon came along and ruined everything), I was my Mom's little pal. She was the most influential person in my young life, and even as a young man, she was the first person I wanted to share good news with, and the first person I would ask for advice from when I was confused. She was such a wonderful sounding board. I treasure the friendship that grew out of the regular conversations we had as I became an adult. It was hard when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ALS&lt;/span&gt; took her voice, and we couldn't discuss life, the gospel, music, ideas, current events or anything else under the sun. I started trying to communicate by email more, and Mom sent me some beautiful messages that are so full of wisdom and insight. Here is an excerpt from one: "My life for almost the last decade has taught me more than the first 50 years combined. I certainly did not anticipate the serious trials... but looking back now I feel gratitude for the experience of living in a dark unknown and finding out for myself that the Lord really knows me by name and grants me sweet peace in the midst of frightening turmoil. Now dealing with loss of physical strength is almost automatic for laying my burdens on the Lord, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I have been lovingly schooled by the Spirit in the past. I feel so grateful for our children, their spouses, and our grandchildren. I feel that the Lord truly knew me and Dad to send us such amazing spirits to teach us the power of love. I am so thankful for eternal marriage and family relationships. I find myself very content with my lot with Dad giving me such loving care and the local family helping Dad as much as they can." Who else but Mom could confront the stark realities that lay ahead with such faith and grace? Her entire existence became a living extension of her testimony. I love you, Mom. And I know that there will be many times when I will want to reach for the phone to tell you about something exciting or ask for your opinion. But I know that you won't be far away, and I know that all that you shared with me will be a compass for any situation I could ever be confronted with. I wanted to send you the "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Et&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Resurrexit&lt;/span&gt;" from Bach's Mass in b minor in those last days, because it is the music I think of when I consider where you now are- a place of utter light, complete triumph, joy and limitless possibility. (I can't wait to talk to you about the music you're listening to now). 'Til we meet again!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36373336-2442521020238662452?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2442521020238662452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=2442521020238662452' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2442521020238662452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2442521020238662452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2012/01/title.html' title='With great sadness'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U9JNQxX-l0o/TwuKa9FjNfI/AAAAAAAANtQ/7ATE--c8bJk/s72-c/DSC_0500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-316533456578781340</id><published>2012-01-06T00:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T00:47:25.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2012!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B-QqYpqOa_8/TwaDW8V2xEI/AAAAAAAANrc/hmmi3OkqZTo/s1600/DSC_0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B-QqYpqOa_8/TwaDW8V2xEI/AAAAAAAANrc/hmmi3OkqZTo/s400/DSC_0388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We happily said goodbye to 2011!!  We had a quiet evening at home with some party hats,  pizza,  and fizzy apple juice.  Brian set an alarm on his phone so we could do a count down at about 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5CuuESzXQ5c/TwaDXJXbBRI/AAAAAAAANrk/bnHPy4FzHO8/s1600/DSC_0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5CuuESzXQ5c/TwaDXJXbBRI/AAAAAAAANrk/bnHPy4FzHO8/s400/DSC_0393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kate is our best from 2011.  Trips to Rome and Warsaw were pretty good, but other things in the year were very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i5o4t7kYolw/TwaDXAjcC7I/AAAAAAAANr0/_cWsQDrZmGw/s1600/DSC_0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i5o4t7kYolw/TwaDXAjcC7I/AAAAAAAANr0/_cWsQDrZmGw/s400/DSC_0402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I adore both those faces!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I2hA4eNEJa0/TwaDYn9ildI/AAAAAAAANsA/pU-_oUTMU54/s1600/DSC_0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I2hA4eNEJa0/TwaDYn9ildI/AAAAAAAANsA/pU-_oUTMU54/s400/DSC_0405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jane even has jammie get-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QX0jX90ISW8/TwaDY2-VXwI/AAAAAAAANsI/H12NC9memuA/s1600/DSC_0411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QX0jX90ISW8/TwaDY2-VXwI/AAAAAAAANsI/H12NC9memuA/s400/DSC_0411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Martinelli's was quickly gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1VGKrnV-wEI/TwaDY6DKeTI/AAAAAAAANsY/drtaXWbFDBM/s1600/DSC_0419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1VGKrnV-wEI/TwaDY6DKeTI/AAAAAAAANsY/drtaXWbFDBM/s400/DSC_0419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we made faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u_ckJzDZhBY/TwaDZ3AKS0I/AAAAAAAANsk/-VzCzhLbw-o/s1600/DSC_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u_ckJzDZhBY/TwaDZ3AKS0I/AAAAAAAANsk/-VzCzhLbw-o/s400/DSC_0422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next morning I found that Jane had made a little party hat city with the fancy goblets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are very much looking forward to the new year!!&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/36373336-316533456578781340?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/316533456578781340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=316533456578781340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/316533456578781340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/316533456578781340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-2012.html' title='Happy 2012!!'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B-QqYpqOa_8/TwaDW8V2xEI/AAAAAAAANrc/hmmi3OkqZTo/s72-c/DSC_0388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-9209684239859534990</id><published>2012-01-06T00:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T00:38:21.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More holiday mis-adventures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EYxsJoobcM8/TwaCX1DKN2I/AAAAAAAANrE/qhuzt-T1xuk/s1600/DSC_0378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EYxsJoobcM8/TwaCX1DKN2I/AAAAAAAANrE/qhuzt-T1xuk/s400/DSC_0378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would love a re-do of the entire month on December.  After 5 years of pretty great family health (a few things here and there but nothing super terrible) we were all sick just in time for the holidays.  Colin and Jane had it first, gave it to me, and then to my Mom.  Very thankfully, Brian missed it during his 8 performances, but he and Kate got it the week before Christmas.  All the people I wanted to see, all the neighbor gifts we hoped to give, all the gatherings we hoped to attend or host, all gone.  We found out from Brian's ER run on Christmas Eve that we were passing around strep.  (Guess how much an ER visit Christmas Eves runs?  Over $800!!)  Brian has had several complications with his ear, the most recent being partial facial paralysis.  Oh my.  We just hope he is getting better and regains his hearing! It is quite miserable to have an eardrum burst. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5BaC_M2PF9g/TwaCYK2BiJI/AAAAAAAANrQ/knt48cDMWAM/s1600/DSC_0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5BaC_M2PF9g/TwaCYK2BiJI/AAAAAAAANrQ/knt48cDMWAM/s400/DSC_0382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To make things more fun, we added a stomach flu to the mix!  We had been stuck in the house for a few days and wanted to do something as a family.  I had bought a membership to the planetarium so we headed downtown.  On the way, Jane was complaining of a sick tummy.  I was not sure if she had just wanted attention since Colin had been sick.  She was pretty funny though because she told me she had thrown up by our couch but was "saving it for a surprise for later".  She fell asleep but was happy to wake up at the Gateway, where she then threw up on Brian.  When our kids are sick, we let them sleep in our room on a "sickie bed" but we had to have two sickie beds in our infirmary.  Thankfully kids are better now and although I have technically not been sick since early December, I feel like I am still recovering! &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/36373336-9209684239859534990?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/9209684239859534990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=9209684239859534990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/9209684239859534990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/9209684239859534990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-holiday-mis-adventures.html' title='More holiday mis-adventures'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EYxsJoobcM8/TwaCX1DKN2I/AAAAAAAANrE/qhuzt-T1xuk/s72-c/DSC_0378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-2841778668839832640</id><published>2011-12-25T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T23:21:32.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jpCf4i2G2hY/Tvf2NdcCg0I/AAAAAAAANos/Pb-RJGOKK4o/s1600/DSC_0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jpCf4i2G2hY/Tvf2NdcCg0I/AAAAAAAANos/Pb-RJGOKK4o/s400/DSC_0361.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fun, not quite as planned day, but still, a lovely Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KgmR6zbjJrg/Tvf2NgNjRzI/AAAAAAAANo4/mO2JRx-w2Ws/s1600/DSC_0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KgmR6zbjJrg/Tvf2NgNjRzI/AAAAAAAANo4/mO2JRx-w2Ws/s400/DSC_0359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane got some new dress-ups (on 75% off after Halloween) and she asked Santa for Princess &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Legos&lt;/span&gt;. Thankfully, he found them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3nq3HGVl86o/Tvf2OYr_UmI/AAAAAAAANpE/9rFxREdbMtI/s1600/DSC_0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3nq3HGVl86o/Tvf2OYr_UmI/AAAAAAAANpE/9rFxREdbMtI/s400/DSC_0342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin's Santa present was a blue Transformer motorcycle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FNjCWCVh3Qg/Tvf2OiOs0gI/AAAAAAAANpM/REkrv6Ndr-E/s1600/DSC_0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FNjCWCVh3Qg/Tvf2OiOs0gI/AAAAAAAANpM/REkrv6Ndr-E/s400/DSC_0335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The transformer is a little tricky and needed some Daddy help. Poor Brian, here he is still with his hospital wristband. He had to go to the ER in the middle of the night with an extreme ear infection. His membrane ruptured, which we found out is not fun. He's starting to feel better but not the Christmas Eve we had hoped for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ubRRBp0orX8/Tvf2Oy8rijI/AAAAAAAANpc/GBbx73BzXNE/s1600/DSC_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ubRRBp0orX8/Tvf2Oy8rijI/AAAAAAAANpc/GBbx73BzXNE/s400/DSC_0344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas carnage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z5wtLaYBTEI/Tvf2P7EWFLI/AAAAAAAANpo/vPdPeZtXcb4/s1600/DSC_0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z5wtLaYBTEI/Tvf2P7EWFLI/AAAAAAAANpo/vPdPeZtXcb4/s400/DSC_0347.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin found the pickle ornament and got the pickle prize. He was delighted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f6ltdhJViuQ/Tvf2QfcmD_I/AAAAAAAANp0/4rnoS6DL47w/s1600/DSC_0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f6ltdhJViuQ/Tvf2QfcmD_I/AAAAAAAANp0/4rnoS6DL47w/s400/DSC_0349.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Kate was a little unsure of this unusual day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8O4Y85EyQLA/Tvf2Q17Ku4I/AAAAAAAANqA/JCQ1jAAt0Xo/s1600/DSC_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8O4Y85EyQLA/Tvf2Q17Ku4I/AAAAAAAANqA/JCQ1jAAt0Xo/s400/DSC_0352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w0SLtUOwnvQ/Tvf2R18BkpI/AAAAAAAANqM/an6UwKgpGvU/s1600/DSC_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w0SLtUOwnvQ/Tvf2R18BkpI/AAAAAAAANqM/an6UwKgpGvU/s400/DSC_0354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7y1kj_b1a_k/Tvf2SP5EluI/AAAAAAAANqU/oNTcjJUaEnY/s1600/DSC_0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7y1kj_b1a_k/Tvf2SP5EluI/AAAAAAAANqU/oNTcjJUaEnY/s400/DSC_0369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved her new toy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o1T7n0KKfK4/Tvf2SNbl5OI/AAAAAAAANqk/NdJH6agaH9M/s1600/DSC_0376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o1T7n0KKfK4/Tvf2SNbl5OI/AAAAAAAANqk/NdJH6agaH9M/s400/DSC_0376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long before I took this photo, she had a blow out that was dripping down my leg and onto my shoe. She then spit up all over her new sweater, and had a second blow out later in the day. Still a nice Christmas, it has just taken more out of us than we expected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/36373336-2841778668839832640?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2841778668839832640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=2841778668839832640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2841778668839832640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2841778668839832640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jpCf4i2G2hY/Tvf2NdcCg0I/AAAAAAAANos/Pb-RJGOKK4o/s72-c/DSC_0361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-6607958580470648144</id><published>2011-12-25T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T23:01:27.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pkr-q_CWbJg/TvfxiqjqosI/AAAAAAAANnM/-HO82jzKUMI/s1600/DSC_0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pkr-q_CWbJg/TvfxiqjqosI/AAAAAAAANnM/-HO82jzKUMI/s400/DSC_0306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a wild month. Brian was gone for about 8 days while I was sick which thankfully, I survived better than I thought we would. The weekend before Christmas Brian had two more Messiahs in Boise. As it is not too far, we loaded everyone up for the weekend. Above are the kids in the hotel. They were delighted to go on a little trip. Colin said several times how he wished we could stay longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downtown Boise is really cute. I had intended to take photos but everything is just a little harder with 3 kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4zrW8yG3k28/Tvfxi8PjfFI/AAAAAAAANnY/QdaUupIcSDU/s1600/DSC_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4zrW8yG3k28/Tvfxi8PjfFI/AAAAAAAANnY/QdaUupIcSDU/s400/DSC_0309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel room was fun for a while, before Colin and Jane got sick of each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8YNVKE76_TM/TvfxjSAAcjI/AAAAAAAANng/PTVinTZD3eg/s1600/DSC_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8YNVKE76_TM/TvfxjSAAcjI/AAAAAAAANng/PTVinTZD3eg/s400/DSC_0311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian and the same conductor and soloists were also in VA. Our kids got to play with two of the singers' daughter. Colin and Jane were delighted, and she was a very cute girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tf4gbL2Abqg/TvfxjRwK_eI/AAAAAAAANns/imUswoNx4hU/s1600/DSC_0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tf4gbL2Abqg/TvfxjRwK_eI/AAAAAAAANns/imUswoNx4hU/s400/DSC_0315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after we were home from Boise, Kate and Brian got the cold that we had been passing around the house. Kate was so sad sick, and Brian's illness has taken some unexpected turns. They were cute napping together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KRBmU9gJjIo/TvfxkX7hhmI/AAAAAAAANn8/za624N_y73w/s1600/DSC_0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KRBmU9gJjIo/TvfxkX7hhmI/AAAAAAAANn8/za624N_y73w/s400/DSC_0322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the camera close and got a handful of everyday happenings on Winter Break. Lunch in jammies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Txo96wAGe1w/TvfxlEgeLlI/AAAAAAAANoI/i3DC6X9RvSQ/s1600/DSC_0324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Txo96wAGe1w/TvfxlEgeLlI/AAAAAAAANoI/i3DC6X9RvSQ/s400/DSC_0324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have also been painting rocks. Colin can't decide if he should keep his rocks or sell them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KUeRjzg81YI/TvfxlZvwppI/AAAAAAAANoU/UilZ4Es_218/s1600/DSC_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KUeRjzg81YI/TvfxlZvwppI/AAAAAAAANoU/UilZ4Es_218/s400/DSC_0325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just general craziness here. It was not quite the week before Christmas we thought we would have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/36373336-6607958580470648144?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6607958580470648144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=6607958580470648144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6607958580470648144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6607958580470648144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/12/pre-christmas.html' title='Pre-Christmas'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pkr-q_CWbJg/TvfxiqjqosI/AAAAAAAANnM/-HO82jzKUMI/s72-c/DSC_0306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-4607975098172764385</id><published>2011-12-11T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T00:31:00.198-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cIlVyNzwQX0/TuRADjX-53I/AAAAAAAANmc/QcvJJQINbqU/s1600/DSC_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cIlVyNzwQX0/TuRADjX-53I/AAAAAAAANmc/QcvJJQINbqU/s400/DSC_0131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian got these cute photos of Colin when we were unpacking Christmas decorations. I got this Nutcracker at a 5k fundraiser that my friends and I did in 2000. It was a ballet fundraiser and we ran in dramatic tutus made of garbage bags, tiaras, lots of make-up, etc. Kind of glad a lot of my young adult life was before digital cameras, blogs, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xAMdneOs87I/TuRAD-T0OtI/AAAAAAAANmo/KjDZRlJvl1M/s1600/DSC_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xAMdneOs87I/TuRAD-T0OtI/AAAAAAAANmo/KjDZRlJvl1M/s400/DSC_0132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No photo, but the other day I caught Colin and Jane setting up our Little People Nativity set and rolling a ball to bowl them. I had to tell them that we do not bowl the Holy Family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-inIpdanoyTc/TuRAEVI4-hI/AAAAAAAANm0/6uEZvqzk9bI/s1600/DSC_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-inIpdanoyTc/TuRAEVI4-hI/AAAAAAAANm0/6uEZvqzk9bI/s400/DSC_0137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane is always excited about anything electronic these days. We have had many, many &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tantrums&lt;/span&gt; involving Nana's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ipad&lt;/span&gt; or Daddy's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;smartphone&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CBu-32HYEi4/TuRAE7ak4cI/AAAAAAAANnA/s58pjSVI2IU/s1600/DSC_0280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CBu-32HYEi4/TuRAE7ak4cI/AAAAAAAANnA/s58pjSVI2IU/s400/DSC_0280.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both kids love to cuddle Kate. So cute! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are rounding out a week without Brian. It has been very long, but we are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surviving&lt;/span&gt;. Thankfully my mom is close but I try to not ask too much of her. My heart goes out to single and military moms. Brian is in Virginia singing Messiahs but back Monday morning. Just one more Messiah gig this season, then full focus on Christmas and a nice break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/36373336-4607975098172764385?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4607975098172764385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=4607975098172764385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/4607975098172764385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/4607975098172764385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/12/excited-kids.html' title='Excited kids'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cIlVyNzwQX0/TuRADjX-53I/AAAAAAAANmc/QcvJJQINbqU/s72-c/DSC_0131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-8691835757195220958</id><published>2011-12-09T17:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T17:28:52.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday mis-adventures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5gwOCFaGzMM/TuKLMNPAhiI/AAAAAAAANls/h8K4WYx56jw/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5gwOCFaGzMM/TuKLMNPAhiI/AAAAAAAANls/h8K4WYx56jw/s400/DSC_0098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after Thanksgiving we went to a great tree farm in Alpine, Utah to get this beautiful tree. This is where our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mis&lt;/span&gt;-adventure began. Since Brian is very, very particular about the tree, we were planning to have him drop the kids and me off to play somewhere while he made his choice. That did not quite work. He and the older kids &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tromped&lt;/span&gt; around while I nursed in the car. I then took the kids to get hot chocolate and cupcakes while Brian refined the tree search. He found one he liked, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;geomarked&lt;/span&gt; it on his phone but then could not find it again. While he was lost (although he says he was not lost) Jane was loosing it and making waiting very hard for me with baby and Colin. I had brought the camera and thought we would have a fun time at the tree farm but no, not so fun. Every year getting a tree is kind of hard so Brian said maybe that is the new tradition. Next year we are going to send Brian well ahead of time to make the choice as the farm lets you tag a tree as early as Labor Day. It is a lovely tree and needs to last until Epiphany. We are excited for a visit from Befana since she found our kids in Italy last year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JZdoS1VD2nc/TuKLMQuJ7nI/AAAAAAAANl8/Vo_HLY72GEE/s1600/DSC_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JZdoS1VD2nc/TuKLMQuJ7nI/AAAAAAAANl8/Vo_HLY72GEE/s400/DSC_0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mis&lt;/span&gt;-adventure #2: We let the kids camp out under the tree for just this one special night. (Maybe hard to tell in the photo, stories by Ikea night light light.) They were very excited and got to bed way too late. Colin woke up sick the next day and complained the light of the tree did not let him get a wink of sleep. Great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XKNBm0ZJvac/TuKLNIFWJLI/AAAAAAAANmE/wjqVvYTgtds/s1600/DSC_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XKNBm0ZJvac/TuKLNIFWJLI/AAAAAAAANmE/wjqVvYTgtds/s400/DSC_0106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course both kids ended up in bed with us. With baby Kate this does not work so well. We hope for better luck next year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PtwIQWAeSnE/TuKLNE4TOXI/AAAAAAAANmM/Cb38ECPEarg/s1600/DSC_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PtwIQWAeSnE/TuKLNE4TOXI/AAAAAAAANmM/Cb38ECPEarg/s400/DSC_0111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a gorgeous tree. The icicles look really great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-8691835757195220958?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8691835757195220958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=8691835757195220958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8691835757195220958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8691835757195220958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/12/holiday-mis-adventures.html' title='Holiday mis-adventures'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5gwOCFaGzMM/TuKLMNPAhiI/AAAAAAAANls/h8K4WYx56jw/s72-c/DSC_0098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-2429465728512578387</id><published>2011-12-09T16:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T16:43:33.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Michaels' photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gb66O_Dbnis/TuKAuWURXjI/AAAAAAAANlg/yvu9c-tx5Is/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gb66O_Dbnis/TuKAuWURXjI/AAAAAAAANlg/yvu9c-tx5Is/s400/DSC_0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back, Colin was thinking about how we have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stucki&lt;/span&gt; family photos and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hinckley&lt;/span&gt; family photos, but since he has Michael in his name, he wanted a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Michaels'&lt;/span&gt; photo. We got 3/4 of the family &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Michaels&lt;/span&gt; (sadly one Michael nephew was missing). The first Michael &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hinckley&lt;/span&gt; is in the frame. Strangely, all the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Michaels&lt;/span&gt; had similar stripped shirts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-2429465728512578387?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2429465728512578387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=2429465728512578387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2429465728512578387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2429465728512578387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/12/michaels-photo.html' title='Michaels&apos; photo'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gb66O_Dbnis/TuKAuWURXjI/AAAAAAAANlg/yvu9c-tx5Is/s72-c/DSC_0084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-281508027357490929</id><published>2011-12-06T13:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T13:13:53.492-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More extreme baby cuteness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1G3iue-yDFY/Tt5alBrjEyI/AAAAAAAANio/sgZKmqLHy3c/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1G3iue-yDFY/Tt5alBrjEyI/AAAAAAAANio/sgZKmqLHy3c/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I realize we may be exceeding the legal limit for extreme baby cuteness.  She is so sweet and I just want to play and coo at her all day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HIgdAayfsyU/Tt5alcwE8xI/AAAAAAAANi0/N5HC6G-gJo4/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HIgdAayfsyU/Tt5alcwE8xI/AAAAAAAANi0/N5HC6G-gJo4/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MLA5Jxv2hHs/Tt5amCSQz4I/AAAAAAAANjA/70fu125_QX4/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MLA5Jxv2hHs/Tt5amCSQz4I/AAAAAAAANjA/70fu125_QX4/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QLyWsGqSP3Y/Tt5anJ0immI/AAAAAAAANjM/BSIXCGQha4Y/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QLyWsGqSP3Y/Tt5anJ0immI/AAAAAAAANjM/BSIXCGQha4Y/s400/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kLBTG1Nc4DQ/Tt5anVqYkvI/AAAAAAAANjU/J4ofOJyJGNk/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kLBTG1Nc4DQ/Tt5anVqYkvI/AAAAAAAANjU/J4ofOJyJGNk/s400/DSC_0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9qlOz2dLdw4/Tt5aniNox4I/AAAAAAAANjk/8kIdmA785zE/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9qlOz2dLdw4/Tt5aniNox4I/AAAAAAAANjk/8kIdmA785zE/s400/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fia5y9FWZoM/Tt5ao-N5SiI/AAAAAAAANjw/gmqxqBGos1o/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fia5y9FWZoM/Tt5ao-N5SiI/AAAAAAAANjw/gmqxqBGos1o/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xCer173YZbg/Tt5apRlsGEI/AAAAAAAANj8/JC1NnaFxOG0/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xCer173YZbg/Tt5apRlsGEI/AAAAAAAANj8/JC1NnaFxOG0/s400/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jane loves her too.  I'm happy to have some photos of the sisters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VPlQy8uFzxU/Tt5aqJfnUWI/AAAAAAAANkI/Bq_iPy9Lbak/s1600/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VPlQy8uFzxU/Tt5aqJfnUWI/AAAAAAAANkI/Bq_iPy9Lbak/s400/DSC_0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6eU_neLn6Sc/Tt5aqbcLOYI/AAAAAAAANkU/lt9w84vrf8s/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6eU_neLn6Sc/Tt5aqbcLOYI/AAAAAAAANkU/lt9w84vrf8s/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O1zblxN13OY/Tt5ard38TVI/AAAAAAAANkg/jf7RKJ9vuPo/s1600/DSC_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O1zblxN13OY/Tt5ard38TVI/AAAAAAAANkg/jf7RKJ9vuPo/s400/DSC_0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NDuqlIxDSjc/Tt5asAFTySI/AAAAAAAANks/Gs3TC6e52bA/s1600/DSC_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NDuqlIxDSjc/Tt5asAFTySI/AAAAAAAANks/Gs3TC6e52bA/s400/DSC_0065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nIKn1Fl-R5M/Tt5asv5j2PI/AAAAAAAANk8/NnyawweM9ac/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nIKn1Fl-R5M/Tt5asv5j2PI/AAAAAAAANk8/NnyawweM9ac/s400/DSC_0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-281508027357490929?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/281508027357490929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=281508027357490929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/281508027357490929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/281508027357490929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-extreme-baby-cuteness.html' title='More extreme baby cuteness'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1G3iue-yDFY/Tt5alBrjEyI/AAAAAAAANio/sgZKmqLHy3c/s72-c/DSC_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-8631345167811891996</id><published>2011-12-06T12:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T12:57:42.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate's Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pJe5edZ6gYA/Tt5UG2VBMnI/AAAAAAAANgk/u2IwSFOf_xI/s1600/DSC_0900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pJe5edZ6gYA/Tt5UG2VBMnI/AAAAAAAANgk/u2IwSFOf_xI/s400/DSC_0900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;About a month ago now, Kate had her blessing.   (So hard to blog with 3 kids! And so behind on our family books I make from the blog.  I was making good progress but then got stuck in our Japan trip from the summer of 2010.  I hope to catch up, our kids love looking at the blurb books.) Anyhow, in our church father's give new babies a name and blessing.  Brian gave a beautiful blessing, which I wish I could have paid more attention to rather than dealing with Jane.  Jane did settle down in not much time. She had been excited for the blessing and frequently in her prayers would bless Kate for special blessing.  Now Colin and Jane both ask for Kate to have health and strength in their prayers, so sweet!  And Jane went through a long period in her prayers where she would bless Nana to set the hoses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q9wlmIYCTfo/Tt5UHMFlTGI/AAAAAAAANgs/RZIGolNWA94/s1600/DSC_0906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q9wlmIYCTfo/Tt5UHMFlTGI/AAAAAAAANgs/RZIGolNWA94/s400/DSC_0906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kate wore the family dress that goes back 50 years now. She slept through most of her photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SzWQx-Vp8FE/Tt5UHX7lWHI/AAAAAAAANg8/JxsxA1DxABY/s1600/DSC_0910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SzWQx-Vp8FE/Tt5UHX7lWHI/AAAAAAAANg8/JxsxA1DxABY/s400/DSC_0910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TrtJgmKNxQY/Tt5UH6itstI/AAAAAAAANhM/ENNfL9s15oc/s1600/DSC_0913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TrtJgmKNxQY/Tt5UH6itstI/AAAAAAAANhM/ENNfL9s15oc/s400/DSC_0913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5TjebLKG1U/Tt5UIrYMimI/AAAAAAAANhU/HZuuKgO0hhg/s1600/DSC_0917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5TjebLKG1U/Tt5UIrYMimI/AAAAAAAANhU/HZuuKgO0hhg/s400/DSC_0917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0oZwQWjN3o/Tt5UI8-SiUI/AAAAAAAANhk/bmhDL331gKE/s1600/DSC_0926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0oZwQWjN3o/Tt5UI8-SiUI/AAAAAAAANhk/bmhDL331gKE/s400/DSC_0926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G7lkHNLMwwM/Tt5UJkj-RVI/AAAAAAAANhs/PHFyH0r-0hI/s1600/DSC_0872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G7lkHNLMwwM/Tt5UJkj-RVI/AAAAAAAANhs/PHFyH0r-0hI/s400/DSC_0872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in-zM9e4bVY/Tt5UJ8638vI/AAAAAAAANh4/MFQhnRoY-Ug/s1600/DSC_0882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in-zM9e4bVY/Tt5UJ8638vI/AAAAAAAANh4/MFQhnRoY-Ug/s400/DSC_0882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iJG0NaCkk-Q/Tt5UNGGUSuI/AAAAAAAANiI/Th7AMLK_hUk/s1600/DSC_0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iJG0NaCkk-Q/Tt5UNGGUSuI/AAAAAAAANiI/Th7AMLK_hUk/s400/DSC_0958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She finally got a little smiley once she was in more comfy clothes.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36373336-8631345167811891996?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8631345167811891996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=8631345167811891996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8631345167811891996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8631345167811891996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/12/kates-blessing.html' title='Kate&apos;s Blessing'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pJe5edZ6gYA/Tt5UG2VBMnI/AAAAAAAANgk/u2IwSFOf_xI/s72-c/DSC_0900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-9196410238963698565</id><published>2011-12-04T18:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T00:19:57.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xOhIMrwA-xI/Ttv_0zXUclI/AAAAAAAANfI/RG4bz7v4L9k/s1600/DSC_0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xOhIMrwA-xI/Ttv_0zXUclI/AAAAAAAANfI/RG4bz7v4L9k/s400/DSC_0286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's our second or third year counting down the Sundays of Advent with our kids.  Trying to keep Christ in Christmas you know.  I love the symbolism of the light of Christ slowly growing leading up to His birth.  The kids love it.  Brian has been annoyed recently by kids Christmas specials on TV where Christmas is threatened by a missing Santa.  Thanks to the Grinch for showing us that Christmas does not come from a store.  Perhaps Christmas means a little bit more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TBl6QfgWrXY/Ttv_1H8wpEI/AAAAAAAANfU/soAwBfGg-l4/s1600/DSC_0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TBl6QfgWrXY/Ttv_1H8wpEI/AAAAAAAANfU/soAwBfGg-l4/s400/DSC_0297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today we lit the 2 candles and read our lovely Tommie dePaola pop up Christmas story (thanks to April who got me the copy!)  Our kids love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--C5i2v0qFN0/Ttv_16FbSgI/AAAAAAAANfg/OyeTnQ0aonw/s1600/DSC_0298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--C5i2v0qFN0/Ttv_16FbSgI/AAAAAAAANfg/OyeTnQ0aonw/s400/DSC_0298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fT3mAtrLrr4/Ttv_2MfhdEI/AAAAAAAANfo/1xYPWpjWfyg/s1600/DSC_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fT3mAtrLrr4/Ttv_2MfhdEI/AAAAAAAANfo/1xYPWpjWfyg/s400/DSC_0303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colin also had to show off his new Christmas activity book from Nana. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2FkJGLf2WC0/Ttv_2e5hnzI/AAAAAAAANf4/SafxjJ8wyjg/s1600/DSC_0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2FkJGLf2WC0/Ttv_2e5hnzI/AAAAAAAANf4/SafxjJ8wyjg/s400/DSC_0269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To celebrate Kate's first 3 months, we got out her zero candle. We intended to make her a cake but have not gotten that far yet.  She'll be zero for a while yet, no rush.   She is starting to grab things, it is very cute for now.  Too bad, she was tired and not super smiley for the photos.  She is getting easy in some ways, andvery, very cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e13TjiLt6h0/Ttv_3IocqVI/AAAAAAAANgE/tMoquG3qr-k/s1600/DSC_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e13TjiLt6h0/Ttv_3IocqVI/AAAAAAAANgE/tMoquG3qr-k/s400/DSC_0242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Below it looks like she is planning some baby mischief, like not staying asleep in her bed as she is doing right now.  I have seriously put her down four times and she keeps waking up.  She is a great sleeper if someone will lay down right next to her.  I am more than happy to do that but I have these details of two other kids and Brian out of town for the next 8 days.  Heaven help us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-paTdsD7aOrc/Ttv_3s-tjsI/AAAAAAAANgQ/d555jLCSaXU/s1600/DSC_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-paTdsD7aOrc/Ttv_3s-tjsI/AAAAAAAANgQ/d555jLCSaXU/s400/DSC_0271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-9196410238963698565?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/9196410238963698565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=9196410238963698565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/9196410238963698565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/9196410238963698565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/12/2nd-sunday.html' title='2nd Sunday'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xOhIMrwA-xI/Ttv_0zXUclI/AAAAAAAANfI/RG4bz7v4L9k/s72-c/DSC_0286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-1805438560906318945</id><published>2011-11-20T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T00:00:57.825-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yJdV0Tkw8cQ/Tsna9b6Qr4I/AAAAAAAANcI/lxlyBq5XK7Q/s1600/DSC_0780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yJdV0Tkw8cQ/Tsna9b6Qr4I/AAAAAAAANcI/lxlyBq5XK7Q/s400/DSC_0780.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before the big snow, Brian worked to bring in as much food as possible. He had a great garden year and we had a very serious harvest. Jane likes to play in the dirt near the potatoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SeeCOV7YgqM/Tsna9bx8x2I/AAAAAAAANcQ/bwbX1x40niM/s1600/DSC_0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SeeCOV7YgqM/Tsna9bx8x2I/AAAAAAAANcQ/bwbX1x40niM/s400/DSC_0783.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We plan to bake and eat this pumpkin. NPR had a great recipe for a cooked pumpkin &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=130704456"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. The recipe is well worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cr6f-7_Idhk/Tsna9sq9WII/AAAAAAAANck/Vq9gQmNAeCY/s1600/DSC_0785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cr6f-7_Idhk/Tsna9sq9WII/AAAAAAAANck/Vq9gQmNAeCY/s400/DSC_0785.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the last tomatoes. Brian got over 300 pounds of tomatoes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g9VtRq7ta0U/Tsna-n1jpnI/AAAAAAAANcs/jVfGLFQOub4/s1600/DSC_0747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g9VtRq7ta0U/Tsna-n1jpnI/AAAAAAAANcs/jVfGLFQOub4/s400/DSC_0747.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin thought just a warm hat would do it but no, had to get a jacket too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tTn5XD6kntw/Tsna-9K-tAI/AAAAAAAANc0/EmsEuLXyA_U/s1600/DSC_0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tTn5XD6kntw/Tsna-9K-tAI/AAAAAAAANc0/EmsEuLXyA_U/s400/DSC_0750.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bringing in the squash. We have a great stash of lovely winter squash!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w-lca6hO9n8/Tsna_L2X-aI/AAAAAAAANdE/XR6WKaRkv_A/s1600/DSC_0754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w-lca6hO9n8/Tsna_L2X-aI/AAAAAAAANdE/XR6WKaRkv_A/s400/DSC_0754.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of the grapes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U2r2IK4P2_k/Tsna_tahpjI/AAAAAAAANdM/EY3MU0tZXJ4/s1600/DSC_0757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U2r2IK4P2_k/Tsna_tahpjI/AAAAAAAANdM/EY3MU0tZXJ4/s400/DSC_0757.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first earlier snow, Brian made corn &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tee pees&lt;/span&gt;, which worked well. We had very yummy corn all through October. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-spec10sjTwk/Tsna_hYmZiI/AAAAAAAANdc/gyai4zfmh2U/s1600/DSC_0764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-spec10sjTwk/Tsna_hYmZiI/AAAAAAAANdc/gyai4zfmh2U/s400/DSC_0764.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lovely, lovely Fall!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uQZ2utXTPU4/TsnbAKSx86I/AAAAAAAANds/ZhEwGYal8Es/s1600/DSC_0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uQZ2utXTPU4/TsnbAKSx86I/AAAAAAAANds/ZhEwGYal8Es/s400/DSC_0771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad we did not get garden photos &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;earlier&lt;/span&gt; in the year, it was a very beautiful garden this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SLwpCTTcKeU/TsnbA3zQabI/AAAAAAAANd0/tAa3cykOFVc/s1600/DSC_0773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SLwpCTTcKeU/TsnbA3zQabI/AAAAAAAANd0/tAa3cykOFVc/s400/DSC_0773.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4FzU0cf9tC8/TsnbBDLxEGI/AAAAAAAANeA/snHcdpYtOzU/s1600/DSC_0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4FzU0cf9tC8/TsnbBDLxEGI/AAAAAAAANeA/snHcdpYtOzU/s400/DSC_0777.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1HNRxuvckNg/TsnbBfICkMI/AAAAAAAANeQ/46fumcinSA0/s1600/DSC_0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1HNRxuvckNg/TsnbBfICkMI/AAAAAAAANeQ/46fumcinSA0/s400/DSC_0788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Green Man, covered in Fall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NJUJBvXeM8Q/TsnbCayyDYI/AAAAAAAANeY/HPil_T5sgVI/s1600/DSC_0790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NJUJBvXeM8Q/TsnbCayyDYI/AAAAAAAANeY/HPil_T5sgVI/s400/DSC_0790.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/36373336-1805438560906318945?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1805438560906318945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=1805438560906318945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/1805438560906318945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/1805438560906318945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/11/goodnight-garden.html' title='Goodnight Garden'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yJdV0Tkw8cQ/Tsna9b6Qr4I/AAAAAAAANcI/lxlyBq5XK7Q/s72-c/DSC_0780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-4026039124287556446</id><published>2011-11-20T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T23:47:02.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RH9AHdSTuDQ/TsnXwiRYEVI/AAAAAAAANbk/njTpKKeyGMY/s1600/DSC_0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RH9AHdSTuDQ/TsnXwiRYEVI/AAAAAAAANbk/njTpKKeyGMY/s400/DSC_0859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few Saturdays ago, we woke up to a lot of snow! The kids were so cute and excited. They had me drag out all their their snow clothes and had to go outside even before breakfast. Colin did not last too long, but Jane stayed outside playing for a long time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3fmbg5N-6KI/TsnXw-IkxXI/AAAAAAAANbs/fm-gn-f6oNo/s1600/DSC_0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3fmbg5N-6KI/TsnXw-IkxXI/AAAAAAAANbs/fm-gn-f6oNo/s400/DSC_0860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stayed so long that I brought her some hot chocolate outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ldGfn3Cg6Jk/TsnXw7b00XI/AAAAAAAANb8/phi9m1pUwbc/s1600/DSC_0861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ldGfn3Cg6Jk/TsnXw7b00XI/AAAAAAAANb8/phi9m1pUwbc/s400/DSC_0861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am most disliking about winter is sock wearing. I hate washing and trying to mate the socks. Other than that, winter is still fun right now. It will be fun until maybe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/36373336-4026039124287556446?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4026039124287556446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=4026039124287556446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/4026039124287556446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/4026039124287556446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/11/more-snow.html' title='More snow!'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RH9AHdSTuDQ/TsnXwiRYEVI/AAAAAAAANbk/njTpKKeyGMY/s72-c/DSC_0859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-5238648650315037193</id><published>2011-11-20T23:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T23:35:10.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0X-szmysymY/TsnT4JD0tfI/AAAAAAAANZs/mfyXhdvfd34/s1600/DSC_0853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0X-szmysymY/TsnT4JD0tfI/AAAAAAAANZs/mfyXhdvfd34/s400/DSC_0853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our first of hopefully many Halloween &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;parades&lt;/span&gt; at Colin's school. It was very cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7W_KBFSei6Q/TsnT4fVGn-I/AAAAAAAANZ0/_TJiuwAv9jM/s1600/DSC_0850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7W_KBFSei6Q/TsnT4fVGn-I/AAAAAAAANZ0/_TJiuwAv9jM/s400/DSC_0850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane pouts on the floor a lot these days. I thought we were set having her be 3 by the time we had another baby but no, it is proving to be quite hard sometimes. Colin got much easier at 3 and was a very hard 2 year old, but Jane was an easy 2 year old and has proven to be a very hard 3 year old. She tells me "never ever!" a lot, and she can be less than pleasant at times. Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MswmHBuM6FE/TsnT4Z4gqTI/AAAAAAAANaE/8uuEc51VgGk/s1600/DSC_0849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MswmHBuM6FE/TsnT4Z4gqTI/AAAAAAAANaE/8uuEc51VgGk/s400/DSC_0849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian waiting for the Halloween Parade. We got this awesome &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;carseat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; strap. It is very nice especially in the cold weather as we don't need to take Kate out once she is bundled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yW58sRpjGk4/TsnT5Bmhs-I/AAAAAAAANaQ/UQGgw5-bxZ4/s1600/DSC_0802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yW58sRpjGk4/TsnT5Bmhs-I/AAAAAAAANaQ/UQGgw5-bxZ4/s400/DSC_0802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane on the ground yet again, not wanting to leave somewhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iLeY8YlYqx0/TsnT5ccqsEI/AAAAAAAANaY/z5OigXrRTr8/s1600/DSC_0798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iLeY8YlYqx0/TsnT5ccqsEI/AAAAAAAANaY/z5OigXrRTr8/s400/DSC_0798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane also found that when you stick your head through these things, you get stuck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wY-tERSZiyI/TsnT5mSyp1I/AAAAAAAANas/5y6Ku-mf0ys/s1600/DSC_0800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wY-tERSZiyI/TsnT5mSyp1I/AAAAAAAANas/5y6Ku-mf0ys/s400/DSC_0800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy had to rescue her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6SZ0m_JPm0E/TsnT6nY62_I/AAAAAAAANa0/Tih1duGP4F4/s1600/DSC_0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6SZ0m_JPm0E/TsnT6nY62_I/AAAAAAAANa0/Tih1duGP4F4/s400/DSC_0804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the Saturday before Halloween at the Aviary with some friends and got to do a Halloween scavenger hunt. Very fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zpkt2LaHPRw/TsnT6n5xAAI/AAAAAAAANbE/qfvsHYQMyAQ/s1600/DSC_0832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zpkt2LaHPRw/TsnT6n5xAAI/AAAAAAAANbE/qfvsHYQMyAQ/s400/DSC_0832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin's scavenger hunt paper, and crazy hair from the ninja hood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gZRfVneRNRY/TsnUXo0HVdI/AAAAAAAANbY/le3tcFAb9bs/s1600/DSC_0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gZRfVneRNRY/TsnUXo0HVdI/AAAAAAAANbY/le3tcFAb9bs/s400/DSC_0855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For Halloween, Brian had the idea to have us dress up as a Senior Missionary couple.  I don't think people really got it when we were trick or treating with the kids.  I am sure it just helped the neighbors further think we are weird. &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/36373336-5238648650315037193?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5238648650315037193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=5238648650315037193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5238648650315037193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5238648650315037193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/11/belated-halloween.html' title='Belated Halloween'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0X-szmysymY/TsnT4JD0tfI/AAAAAAAANZs/mfyXhdvfd34/s72-c/DSC_0853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-2182911380306963844</id><published>2011-11-13T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T23:26:20.242-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lzca5TkRWN8/TsCYY9WVpTI/AAAAAAAANXw/scO2Xcb0SdM/s1600/DSC_0731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lzca5TkRWN8/TsCYY9WVpTI/AAAAAAAANXw/scO2Xcb0SdM/s400/DSC_0731.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone is getting very cute. We need to work harder to get more photos of her, and I don't think we have any video yet (we are disasters with video). She is starting to discover her hands and her voice which is so , so sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cXZwqImr7Xw/TsCYZCyUNnI/AAAAAAAANX4/l7nij2Rulm0/s1600/DSC_0727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cXZwqImr7Xw/TsCYZCyUNnI/AAAAAAAANX4/l7nij2Rulm0/s400/DSC_0727.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pPGOEUuTrAQ/TsCYZDabQSI/AAAAAAAANYE/E8afPCCjCIk/s1600/DSC_0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pPGOEUuTrAQ/TsCYZDabQSI/AAAAAAAANYE/E8afPCCjCIk/s400/DSC_0733.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QcoWp6S9kz8/TsCYaFOJVKI/AAAAAAAANYU/3MKy9VEb6sA/s1600/DSC_0734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QcoWp6S9kz8/TsCYaFOJVKI/AAAAAAAANYU/3MKy9VEb6sA/s400/DSC_0734.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ru8ChmTBdSQ/TsCYaZncZ8I/AAAAAAAANYg/7CfocBozbnk/s1600/DSC_0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ru8ChmTBdSQ/TsCYaZncZ8I/AAAAAAAANYg/7CfocBozbnk/s400/DSC_0736.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when you are only 2 months old, you fall over a bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/36373336-2182911380306963844?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2182911380306963844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=2182911380306963844' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2182911380306963844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2182911380306963844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/11/kate.html' title='Kate'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lzca5TkRWN8/TsCYY9WVpTI/AAAAAAAANXw/scO2Xcb0SdM/s72-c/DSC_0731.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-6215497380896338965</id><published>2011-11-13T23:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T23:20:25.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9-W8OrJF4io/TsCWQi_F7OI/AAAAAAAANVE/FEhYMcfqBHk/s1600/DSC_0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9-W8OrJF4io/TsCWQi_F7OI/AAAAAAAANVE/FEhYMcfqBHk/s400/DSC_0676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in Washington, we also got to see another young cousin who was in town from the DC area. We had not seen him since he was 6 weeks old and was very fun to see the little big guy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tah6EK-2vVM/TsCWQ1UZEEI/AAAAAAAANVQ/WBnPNspah-0/s1600/DSC_0677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tah6EK-2vVM/TsCWQ1UZEEI/AAAAAAAANVQ/WBnPNspah-0/s400/DSC_0677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves playing outside. I love the slightly sad face when his mom grabs onto him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dxuQz_IC-qw/TsCWREXdlXI/AAAAAAAANVg/KZk4scchs0Y/s1600/DSC_0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dxuQz_IC-qw/TsCWREXdlXI/AAAAAAAANVg/KZk4scchs0Y/s400/DSC_0681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thought the Schwan truck was a bus and started chasing it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u95t3NGMVV0/TsCWRw-gX-I/AAAAAAAANVo/2SftDMDsYw0/s1600/DSC_0684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u95t3NGMVV0/TsCWRw-gX-I/AAAAAAAANVo/2SftDMDsYw0/s400/DSC_0684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy outside! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jV1m1wUbW88/TsCWR1IjevI/AAAAAAAANV0/O5QBoQTIq1k/s1600/DSC_0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jV1m1wUbW88/TsCWR1IjevI/AAAAAAAANV0/O5QBoQTIq1k/s400/DSC_0693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian got this great series with the rocks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yrAVZGvJdXk/TsCWSWIiR9I/AAAAAAAANWE/SnWUPqsREQk/s1600/DSC_0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yrAVZGvJdXk/TsCWSWIiR9I/AAAAAAAANWE/SnWUPqsREQk/s400/DSC_0696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contmeplating the rocks. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vnWN72oE3-c/TsCWS1pO4WI/AAAAAAAANWM/Omf02mBQL-Y/s1600/DSC_0697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vnWN72oE3-c/TsCWS1pO4WI/AAAAAAAANWM/Omf02mBQL-Y/s400/DSC_0697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And eating them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sqxSnCERO9w/TsCWSzNeGuI/AAAAAAAANWU/pkZhL6Z1dUI/s1600/DSC_0699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sqxSnCERO9w/TsCWSzNeGuI/AAAAAAAANWU/pkZhL6Z1dUI/s400/DSC_0699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love his Mom's blurry hand to remove the rock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RP2SlQ_aA3Y/TsCWTP5E5RI/AAAAAAAANWk/hWWTmoVxCkU/s1600/DSC_0701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RP2SlQ_aA3Y/TsCWTP5E5RI/AAAAAAAANWk/hWWTmoVxCkU/s400/DSC_0701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FYRm-cVBcrU/TsCWT4TfCNI/AAAAAAAANWw/MCZv58e7saM/s1600/DSC_0702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FYRm-cVBcrU/TsCWT4TfCNI/AAAAAAAANWw/MCZv58e7saM/s400/DSC_0702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must taste multiple rocks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yMPoWacUEYg/TsCWUF3-RDI/AAAAAAAANW8/Rnz9EC8lGW4/s1600/DSC_0706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yMPoWacUEYg/TsCWUF3-RDI/AAAAAAAANW8/Rnz9EC8lGW4/s400/DSC_0706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--TS7fvPLubg/TsCWUb1t_uI/AAAAAAAANXE/w8ZLWefuGcA/s1600/DSC_0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--TS7fvPLubg/TsCWUb1t_uI/AAAAAAAANXE/w8ZLWefuGcA/s400/DSC_0708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fun to be one! So busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-6215497380896338965?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6215497380896338965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=6215497380896338965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6215497380896338965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6215497380896338965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-year.html' title='One year'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9-W8OrJF4io/TsCWQi_F7OI/AAAAAAAANVE/FEhYMcfqBHk/s72-c/DSC_0676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-8264742874879085049</id><published>2011-11-13T23:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T23:05:30.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Washington</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nfhNz30V4Bk/TsCTd6CAnwI/AAAAAAAANSs/KVTn1CYVffs/s1600/DSC_0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nfhNz30V4Bk/TsCTd6CAnwI/AAAAAAAANSs/KVTn1CYVffs/s400/DSC_0568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used the days off for Fall break the end of October to head up to Washington for Stuckis to meet Kate. Here are a few photos from a sunny afternoon at the park. I have more of these prints to send to various family members as I went a little crazy making prints the other day. It is fun to have young cousins to play with as Colin and Jane also have first cousins in their late 20's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AG6RHvPydrk/TsCTeMcWvnI/AAAAAAAANS0/oA-ROhg4Zcs/s1600/DSC_0583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AG6RHvPydrk/TsCTeMcWvnI/AAAAAAAANS0/oA-ROhg4Zcs/s400/DSC_0583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J8LrQdj_eAk/TsCTeJJQeqI/AAAAAAAANTI/5u-wi48MnBc/s1600/DSC_0585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J8LrQdj_eAk/TsCTeJJQeqI/AAAAAAAANTI/5u-wi48MnBc/s400/DSC_0585.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jzgr_ZuG-Ns/TsCTfBvmjtI/AAAAAAAANTQ/mnUf8WuhxDY/s1600/DSC_0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jzgr_ZuG-Ns/TsCTfBvmjtI/AAAAAAAANTQ/mnUf8WuhxDY/s400/DSC_0575.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MUKVTv7BCUk/TsCTfSxLRiI/AAAAAAAANTc/u52dJFjkGM0/s1600/DSC_0591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MUKVTv7BCUk/TsCTfSxLRiI/AAAAAAAANTc/u52dJFjkGM0/s400/DSC_0591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wtU4j4Z4edk/TsCTfphy-WI/AAAAAAAANTo/bYkhmBHTS6g/s1600/DSC_0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wtU4j4Z4edk/TsCTfphy-WI/AAAAAAAANTo/bYkhmBHTS6g/s400/DSC_0614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dcYF_NBygFs/TsCTgLwLbzI/AAAAAAAANT0/PtkyRIogDZw/s1600/DSC_0619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dcYF_NBygFs/TsCTgLwLbzI/AAAAAAAANT0/PtkyRIogDZw/s400/DSC_0619.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y2ax8PHyzqg/TsCTgev1ujI/AAAAAAAANUA/FK3C2GSp7SM/s1600/DSC_0623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y2ax8PHyzqg/TsCTgev1ujI/AAAAAAAANUA/FK3C2GSp7SM/s400/DSC_0623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Km3iS4UsGQQ/TsCTgkFqf0I/AAAAAAAANUM/Lw6TDdRVpGs/s1600/DSC_0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Km3iS4UsGQQ/TsCTgkFqf0I/AAAAAAAANUM/Lw6TDdRVpGs/s400/DSC_0638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3qQkDNBuC1g/TsCThYq_yHI/AAAAAAAANUU/rUFmiODDokU/s1600/DSC_0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3qQkDNBuC1g/TsCThYq_yHI/AAAAAAAANUU/rUFmiODDokU/s400/DSC_0644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3nF97p9X9ak/TsCThQAlcEI/AAAAAAAANUo/QMiz9ipEHrY/s1600/DSC_0656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3nF97p9X9ak/TsCThQAlcEI/AAAAAAAANUo/QMiz9ipEHrY/s400/DSC_0656.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for cousin friends! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/36373336-8264742874879085049?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8264742874879085049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=8264742874879085049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8264742874879085049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8264742874879085049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/11/trip-to-washington.html' title='Trip to Washington'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nfhNz30V4Bk/TsCTd6CAnwI/AAAAAAAANSs/KVTn1CYVffs/s72-c/DSC_0568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-8650721857259803097</id><published>2011-11-13T22:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T22:55:09.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alpine Loop 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D71xmWxIzl4/TsCNuNWTqQI/AAAAAAAANQU/JYXQa9h9cLo/s1600/DSC_0520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D71xmWxIzl4/TsCNuNWTqQI/AAAAAAAANQU/JYXQa9h9cLo/s400/DSC_0520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A month ago now, we headed to check out Fall up the Alpine Loop.  (Wow I'm behind on blogging!  Three kids seems to take 98-99% of my time.)  It was a perfect afternoon.  We did not drive the above  car but it was fun that it was there to greet us in the parking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KNOC007o7AY/TsCNuQxB1_I/AAAAAAAANQk/w9cTLqWCzck/s1600/DSC_0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KNOC007o7AY/TsCNuQxB1_I/AAAAAAAANQk/w9cTLqWCzck/s400/DSC_0521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is our first full Fall in Utah since we moved here (just one trip to Washington, no extended absences thankfully with the new baby).  It has been lovely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1VQ8wL2B4c/TsCNvO9oKqI/AAAAAAAANQs/Kwd24WQH5C0/s1600/DSC_0524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1VQ8wL2B4c/TsCNvO9oKqI/AAAAAAAANQs/Kwd24WQH5C0/s400/DSC_0524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aOLyX_jpslE/TsCNvVYxxwI/AAAAAAAANQ8/NlCszPwedfM/s1600/DSC_0525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aOLyX_jpslE/TsCNvVYxxwI/AAAAAAAANQ8/NlCszPwedfM/s400/DSC_0525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom was in the middle of making the grape juice from the 1/3 acre of grapes.  Jane had a grape juice face for several days.  Who are her parents that let her go out like this? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_6vn_RHAIsM/TsCNv5_SOVI/AAAAAAAANRE/P0ZG4C2YJa4/s1600/DSC_0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_6vn_RHAIsM/TsCNv5_SOVI/AAAAAAAANRE/P0ZG4C2YJa4/s400/DSC_0535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kate slept during our little hike and was very sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ZtTZdj-Huc/TsCNwPx1yRI/AAAAAAAANRM/huEiVsv20QM/s1600/DSC_0546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ZtTZdj-Huc/TsCNwPx1yRI/AAAAAAAANRM/huEiVsv20QM/s400/DSC_0546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hiking was a bit slow going with Jane.  She enjoyed stopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CZ5fhuGtCYM/TsCNwXe2DeI/AAAAAAAANRc/2Tq2evuC67g/s1600/DSC_0549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CZ5fhuGtCYM/TsCNwXe2DeI/AAAAAAAANRc/2Tq2evuC67g/s400/DSC_0549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2X34I7-oZrw/TsCNxIflg3I/AAAAAAAANRo/K9eGHGUXdZk/s1600/DSC_0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2X34I7-oZrw/TsCNxIflg3I/AAAAAAAANRo/K9eGHGUXdZk/s400/DSC_0553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bright sun.  We hit the light perfectly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-amR5vW64EG0/TsCNxfj0yHI/AAAAAAAANR4/oHET0Fdpn4c/s1600/DSC_0564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-amR5vW64EG0/TsCNxfj0yHI/AAAAAAAANR4/oHET0Fdpn4c/s400/DSC_0564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jane enjoys standing on any large rocks she can find. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-83cZ6gfbn08/TsCNyU479EI/AAAAAAAANSA/ulK94lKrroU/s1600/DSC_0566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-83cZ6gfbn08/TsCNyU479EI/AAAAAAAANSA/ulK94lKrroU/s400/DSC_0566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Colin has been working on his leaf collection.  He found a soft leave that he loved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AyZt2BbbkIU/TsCNyay4-vI/AAAAAAAANSM/4H54S6Zk_vI/s1600/DSC_0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AyZt2BbbkIU/TsCNyay4-vI/AAAAAAAANSM/4H54S6Zk_vI/s400/DSC_0550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-8650721857259803097?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8650721857259803097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=8650721857259803097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8650721857259803097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8650721857259803097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/11/alpine-loop-2011.html' title='Alpine Loop 2011'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D71xmWxIzl4/TsCNuNWTqQI/AAAAAAAANQU/JYXQa9h9cLo/s72-c/DSC_0520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-1111181772897069729</id><published>2011-11-13T22:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T22:31:28.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f4F7TxHNfoI/TsCLi2b65kI/AAAAAAAANPw/dWm5_99ZUzo/s1600/DSC_0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f4F7TxHNfoI/TsCLi2b65kI/AAAAAAAANPw/dWm5_99ZUzo/s400/DSC_0460.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian has made a couple triple chocolate pies recently. We are pretty sure they could win some pie prizes. One of my favorite parts are the slightly salty crust with all the chocolate layers, yum! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wxixyuf9APs/TsCLjNMWLVI/AAAAAAAANP4/PzNyfjFvFcY/s1600/DSC_0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wxixyuf9APs/TsCLjNMWLVI/AAAAAAAANP4/PzNyfjFvFcY/s400/DSC_0458.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian's manager Kristin was in town from New York and as we had never had her over, she and Carol joined us for some pie and Mormon coffee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C_xzodWmypY/TsCLjI1Sr7I/AAAAAAAANQI/HwNNp-QCJTc/s1600/DSC_0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C_xzodWmypY/TsCLjI1Sr7I/AAAAAAAANQI/HwNNp-QCJTc/s400/DSC_0461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very nice afternoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5wlWWKpQxU/Tq4dng5kr0I/AAAAAAAANNg/l-wnVoB6Hts/s1600/DSC_0825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5wlWWKpQxU/Tq4dng5kr0I/AAAAAAAANNg/l-wnVoB6Hts/s400/DSC_0825.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware the Red Ninja!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-75sPzUtJQvo/Tq4dnqtU9wI/AAAAAAAANNo/yE6XtjfGXb4/s1600/DSC_0792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-75sPzUtJQvo/Tq4dnqtU9wI/AAAAAAAANNo/yE6XtjfGXb4/s400/DSC_0792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She usually also adds bunny ears to be a Bat Bunny but for some reason when we did a trial run on Saturday, just wanted to be a bat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W3hd-4YHeiE/Tq4dn5iBr4I/AAAAAAAANN8/93wLjRQ0-n4/s1600/DSC_0797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W3hd-4YHeiE/Tq4dn5iBr4I/AAAAAAAANN8/93wLjRQ0-n4/s400/DSC_0797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super sweet baby Bunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; 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margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5OXdS56IXU4/TphMl_NGz9I/AAAAAAAANKI/Y_LETndq1hQ/s1600/DSC_0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5OXdS56IXU4/TphMl_NGz9I/AAAAAAAANKI/Y_LETndq1hQ/s400/DSC_0464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had our first snow on Oct 6th!  It basically went from about 80 degrees to snow.  The kids were delighted, Jane especially was so cute stomping around in delight.  The snow did not last long at our house, but the following Sunday we took a lazy drive up Millcreek Canyon.  This was the snow at the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GzC5QkNJSQY/TphMmdqGFhI/AAAAAAAANKY/9gpugxe4RAk/s1600/DSC_0465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GzC5QkNJSQY/TphMmdqGFhI/AAAAAAAANKY/9gpugxe4RAk/s400/DSC_0465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our yard still looks like this.  It has been such a lovely Fall.  I need to nurse the baby more outside and enjoy this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xdeJSXmWrB8/TphMm-KnlXI/AAAAAAAANKg/XMSjXezS990/s1600/DSC_0466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xdeJSXmWrB8/TphMm-KnlXI/AAAAAAAANKg/XMSjXezS990/s400/DSC_0466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clever Brian, while at the top of Millcreek, thought to bring some snow down the canyon for the kids to have a snowball fight.  We still had 2 dutch ovens in our trunk from the family reunion in the beginning of August.  Our car does not get cleaned out much and presently is very stinky.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LYN7CA5bg8I/TphMnVD_a3I/AAAAAAAANKo/DFj38DjwyPc/s1600/DSC_0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LYN7CA5bg8I/TphMnVD_a3I/AAAAAAAANKo/DFj38DjwyPc/s400/DSC_0467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a great little snowball fight.&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; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LurkQzYrT_s/TphMn9NKJVI/AAAAAAAANK8/HsSF5yhZRVI/s1600/DSC_0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LurkQzYrT_s/TphMn9NKJVI/AAAAAAAANK8/HsSF5yhZRVI/s400/DSC_0470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ig4beciN8c/TphMpGFHsTI/AAAAAAAANLE/aQv96xK3NJM/s1600/DSC_0472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ig4beciN8c/TphMpGFHsTI/AAAAAAAANLE/aQv96xK3NJM/s400/DSC_0472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WJuKX7EXVko/TphMpiDINDI/AAAAAAAANLQ/SKXc1ERPRnw/s1600/DSC_0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WJuKX7EXVko/TphMpiDINDI/AAAAAAAANLQ/SKXc1ERPRnw/s400/DSC_0474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xs_4uWQvlpg/TphMqQPEzJI/AAAAAAAANLc/MuPh6z2M1_k/s1600/DSC_0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xs_4uWQvlpg/TphMqQPEzJI/AAAAAAAANLc/MuPh6z2M1_k/s400/DSC_0479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jane had been asleep in the car but was happy to wake up to a snowball fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2Ulk_zFThk/TphMrHYjMpI/AAAAAAAANLo/7ierYqqfmwA/s1600/DSC_0488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2Ulk_zFThk/TphMrHYjMpI/AAAAAAAANLo/7ierYqqfmwA/s400/DSC_0488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some random McDonald's toy that helped Colin to hold a snowball.  I suppose it gave Colin's hand a break from the cold.  Sadly our kids have an amazing collection of Happy Meal toys from all over the world.  We can't  get rid of them because the kids really play with them a lot and keep stock.  Colin spent several days very upset because he had some Happy Meal toy and could not find a piece of it.  It drove us all crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fm5D2YwhiM0/TphMrmKeFAI/AAAAAAAANL0/xX7YGy87iUM/s1600/DSC_0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fm5D2YwhiM0/TphMrmKeFAI/AAAAAAAANL0/xX7YGy87iUM/s400/DSC_0491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jane got cold quickly and wanted gloves and her warm hat.  I love her red hat.  Phil&amp;amp;teds sent it to me last year as they are a parent company of a lovely line of wool clothing for kids, &lt;a href="http://shop.mokopuna.com/baby/accessories/cosy-hat"&gt;mokopuna&lt;/a&gt;.  In other phil&amp;amp;teds news, I won a new hiking pack back and port a crib from an inline stroller photo contest recently, yay!! On their blog we will soon be rolling out a series of fun things to do with kids around the world.  It has not been published on the phil&amp;amp;teds blog yet, but my first entry on Mexico City can be previewed &lt;a href="http://annthetravelmama.blogspot.com/2011/09/fun-cities-to-explore-with-kids-mexico.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  And &lt;a href="http://www.networkedblogs.com/blog/blog.philandteds.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; is a link the the phil&amp;amp;teds blog.  Kate's birth announcement was on there not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cfAgjQqDIlY/TphMskQj19I/AAAAAAAANMA/lixBN2HPB20/s1600/DSC_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cfAgjQqDIlY/TphMskQj19I/AAAAAAAANMA/lixBN2HPB20/s400/DSC_0493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WjWlrMP4GM8/TphMtLOgMZI/AAAAAAAANMM/L-eU6ylQlyU/s1600/DSC_0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WjWlrMP4GM8/TphMtLOgMZI/AAAAAAAANMM/L-eU6ylQlyU/s400/DSC_0497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is one of my new favorite photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XoI800v9dAg/TphMtpVgvqI/AAAAAAAANMY/MHH9Zc45nFE/s1600/DSC_0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XoI800v9dAg/TphMtpVgvqI/AAAAAAAANMY/MHH9Zc45nFE/s400/DSC_0501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We do like these kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3RpRwL5jbA/TphMuc3caoI/AAAAAAAANMo/Q7bEiRVXkBs/s1600/DSC_0505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3RpRwL5jbA/TphMuc3caoI/AAAAAAAANMo/Q7bEiRVXkBs/s400/DSC_0505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And since Kate spent the snowball fight in her car seat and cuddling her Nana, here are a couple of photos of her (so she does not feel left out someday).  She gets seriously cuter every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GC_eHR25Vrc/TphMvl6axVI/AAAAAAAANMw/4E9KhhHzLZI/s1600/DSC_0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GC_eHR25Vrc/TphMvl6axVI/AAAAAAAANMw/4E9KhhHzLZI/s400/DSC_0508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-4811330908401277791?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4811330908401277791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=4811330908401277791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/4811330908401277791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/4811330908401277791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/10/first-snow.html' title='First snow'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5OXdS56IXU4/TphMl_NGz9I/AAAAAAAANKI/Y_LETndq1hQ/s72-c/DSC_0464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-3784362468795932969</id><published>2011-10-14T01:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T01:09:17.585-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Dress-ups</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_gAAzBq2ZkQ/TpfD_A4L31I/AAAAAAAANJ8/j16DShX9e6Q/s1600/DSC_0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_gAAzBq2ZkQ/TpfD_A4L31I/AAAAAAAANJ8/j16DShX9e6Q/s400/DSC_0454.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane likes this dress-up dress since it touches the floor, making it a princess dress. She came down to ask me where her princess crown was. I was pleased that when she could not find her crown, a pirate hat would do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/36373336-3784362468795932969?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3784362468795932969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=3784362468795932969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/3784362468795932969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/3784362468795932969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/10/recent-dress-ups.html' title='Recent Dress-ups'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_gAAzBq2ZkQ/TpfD_A4L31I/AAAAAAAANJ8/j16DShX9e6Q/s72-c/DSC_0454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-2792988284598431249</id><published>2011-10-11T19:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T19:44:53.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes open</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XTSzKmSKit8/TpTU7Is4KcI/AAAAAAAANI8/GUbp0BOymzg/s1600/DSC_0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XTSzKmSKit8/TpTU7Is4KcI/AAAAAAAANI8/GUbp0BOymzg/s400/DSC_0417.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are behind on photos, but about a month ago Kate started to have more alert times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--_3SCgXCkjM/TpTU7Vrr6uI/AAAAAAAANJE/Rk2DueTZ6_I/s1600/DSC_0420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--_3SCgXCkjM/TpTU7Vrr6uI/AAAAAAAANJE/Rk2DueTZ6_I/s400/DSC_0420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is up 2 pounds from this photo and seems so much bigger already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GYiFUnpv28Q/TpTU7mD815I/AAAAAAAANJU/dhhoZ7WFyos/s1600/DSC_0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GYiFUnpv28Q/TpTU7mD815I/AAAAAAAANJU/dhhoZ7WFyos/s400/DSC_0425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QKcKArUoOws/TpTU8R8BaaI/AAAAAAAANJk/KMD8BwGzcUA/s1600/DSC_0433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QKcKArUoOws/TpTU8R8BaaI/AAAAAAAANJk/KMD8BwGzcUA/s400/DSC_0433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wD_Dczm-98o/TpTU9AeNteI/AAAAAAAANJs/rtzeKNZIldU/s1600/DSC_0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wD_Dczm-98o/TpTU9AeNteI/AAAAAAAANJs/rtzeKNZIldU/s400/DSC_0290.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian made this clever co-sleeper. It is very nice to have more room in our bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/36373336-2792988284598431249?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2792988284598431249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=2792988284598431249' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2792988284598431249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2792988284598431249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/10/eyes-open.html' title='Eyes open'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XTSzKmSKit8/TpTU7Is4KcI/AAAAAAAANI8/GUbp0BOymzg/s72-c/DSC_0417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-7389353015973712944</id><published>2011-10-11T18:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T19:34:25.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent adventures with marshmallows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T8B-fSJ_rws/TpTENWSxZoI/AAAAAAAANIA/b0olXJfoy1k/s1600/DSC_0437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T8B-fSJ_rws/TpTENWSxZoI/AAAAAAAANIA/b0olXJfoy1k/s400/DSC_0437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are few things I love more than home made marshmallows.  We were having some friends over for a fire and as we had no marshmallows, Brian made some.  When I was looking for Colin and Jane, I found them outside sitting in the rocks and licking the marshmallow making instruments. It was very cute.  I love little moments like this.  I hope their childhoods are full of simple memories like sitting outside to lick the spoon and whip.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DkHjSjSsmpM/TpTENr-yHZI/AAAAAAAANIQ/mU29gWqYi2w/s1600/DSC_0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DkHjSjSsmpM/TpTENr-yHZI/AAAAAAAANIQ/mU29gWqYi2w/s400/DSC_0441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBbRz9ZExw4/TpTEObWx_3I/AAAAAAAANIY/DNbKA8Fwf4M/s1600/DSC_0444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBbRz9ZExw4/TpTEObWx_3I/AAAAAAAANIY/DNbKA8Fwf4M/s400/DSC_0444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gjrQKXZIRZc/TpTEOpq_w0I/AAAAAAAANIo/tIh78U_mDrQ/s1600/DSC_0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gjrQKXZIRZc/TpTEOpq_w0I/AAAAAAAANIo/tIh78U_mDrQ/s400/DSC_0445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lrvaiwOqO5Q/TpTEPMLwC2I/AAAAAAAANIw/7uCclKkO18w/s1600/DSC_0447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lrvaiwOqO5Q/TpTEPMLwC2I/AAAAAAAANIw/7uCclKkO18w/s400/DSC_0447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And for good measure, baby Kate asleep in our bed.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36373336-7389353015973712944?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7389353015973712944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=7389353015973712944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/7389353015973712944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/7389353015973712944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/10/recent-adventures-with-marshmallows.html' title='Recent adventures with marshmallows'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T8B-fSJ_rws/TpTENWSxZoI/AAAAAAAANIA/b0olXJfoy1k/s72-c/DSC_0437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-1536346005066565541</id><published>2011-09-16T22:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T12:09:07.471-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C9vxw1hYnWk/TnQK9ncUTEI/AAAAAAAANFI/W9GyxlqJ9fI/s1600/DSC_0330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C9vxw1hYnWk/TnQK9ncUTEI/AAAAAAAANFI/W9GyxlqJ9fI/s400/DSC_0330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already need to take many, many more photos of this baby. This is from 5 days old and she is already twice that age! I love the baby ball. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6EXqNir1asE/TnQK97eJEAI/AAAAAAAANFQ/xq_daPOWB44/s1600/DSC_0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6EXqNir1asE/TnQK97eJEAI/AAAAAAAANFQ/xq_daPOWB44/s400/DSC_0294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-taX19DiQWXU/TnQK-CMuvcI/AAAAAAAANFY/Crki-NBSCRI/s1600/DSC_0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-taX19DiQWXU/TnQK-CMuvcI/AAAAAAAANFY/Crki-NBSCRI/s400/DSC_0296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sfKTVmfuY94/TnQK-CT1CkI/AAAAAAAANFg/6kvDWMJhBbs/s1600/DSC_0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sfKTVmfuY94/TnQK-CT1CkI/AAAAAAAANFg/6kvDWMJhBbs/s400/DSC_0297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she will be a jolly little soul. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LphrmxhN_wQ/TnTFz5Ir6nI/AAAAAAAANGI/9SVFyEV_Ln0/s1600/DSC_0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LphrmxhN_wQ/TnTFz5Ir6nI/AAAAAAAANGI/9SVFyEV_Ln0/s400/DSC_0322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She has some great dimples. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GA9cii8MkZ0/TnQK-QHK2fI/AAAAAAAANFo/cQ_EzZWiTlg/s1600/DSC_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GA9cii8MkZ0/TnQK-QHK2fI/AAAAAAAANFo/cQ_EzZWiTlg/s400/DSC_0303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9D0PwspJvrI/TnQK-RmsVrI/AAAAAAAANFw/g7YAR0ihhmc/s1600/DSC_0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9D0PwspJvrI/TnQK-RmsVrI/AAAAAAAANFw/g7YAR0ihhmc/s400/DSC_0320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vg_yCXi48QU/TnQK-5ZDdvI/AAAAAAAANF4/kUtsqeVl6kQ/s1600/DSC_0333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vg_yCXi48QU/TnQK-5ZDdvI/AAAAAAAANF4/kUtsqeVl6kQ/s400/DSC_0333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ke8iYQEu5w/TnQK-4hU_CI/AAAAAAAANGA/X0Gfk-Lpolo/s1600/DSC_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ke8iYQEu5w/TnQK-4hU_CI/AAAAAAAANGA/X0Gfk-Lpolo/s400/DSC_0325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized I should have cleaned off her milk face, but I love the milk face. I work very hard for that milk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-1536346005066565541?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1536346005066565541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=1536346005066565541' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/1536346005066565541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/1536346005066565541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/09/baby-photos.html' title='Baby Photos'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C9vxw1hYnWk/TnQK9ncUTEI/AAAAAAAANFI/W9GyxlqJ9fI/s72-c/DSC_0330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-5827579596310381842</id><published>2011-09-16T21:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T22:43:18.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Kindergarten/Kate's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thought I would get a few quick details in from recent events.  The last couple weeks are a bit of a blur from lack of sleep/constant nursing a cute little baby, etc.  SO, Sunday night on the 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; I was feeling a little funny, which is the first time Brian took me seriously I was maybe going to go into labor.  My funny feeling lead me to do about 5 loads of laundry, just in case.  I went to bed but woke up with some broken water around 3:30 am.  (It was funny because Colin's labor started just about the same time, even on the same day of the week.)  I woke up Brian and thought things would pick up pretty quick as they had with past labors.  I tried to go back to sleep but could not, so I folded some laundry.  I wrote my mom a whole one page note about getting Colin to kindergarten since that was his first day.  I was a little worried about not being there for him as I wanted to see that detail through.  We called our midwives and went over to the &lt;a href="http://www.utahbirthcenter.com/"&gt;birth center&lt;/a&gt; about 5am.  When we got there, I was only about 2 cm and things were moving very slowly.  The birth center was happy to have us hang out there, but we opted to go and walk around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; that was just down the road (we needed a few things and picked up a new matchbox car and some play dough to give the the kids when we came home with the baby.)  By about 6:30am since not much was happening, we decided to head home for a while.   The midwife could tell only my fore bag of water had broken which was nice, still making labor easy and allowed it to stall out.  I really think I was more worried about Colin than labor which let me go home to see him.  My mom laughed and laughed when we pulled up still pregnant.  She had already told Colin we would come home with the baby so he was a little confused that I was still pregnant.  I was able to take a shower, make the kids some pancakes, and we even walked to school to see Colin off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EY3lQjLKjb8/TnP-lWQbMQI/AAAAAAAANEo/_sgz3O2NOtY/s1600/IMAG0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EY3lQjLKjb8/TnP-lWQbMQI/AAAAAAAANEo/_sgz3O2NOtY/s400/IMAG0058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some cell phone photos, the other camera was already at the birth center.  I love the big back pack on Colin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoRTRMGIyXY/TnP-lVWA0eI/AAAAAAAANEw/A9-pVFAjVNw/s1600/IMAG0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoRTRMGIyXY/TnP-lVWA0eI/AAAAAAAANEw/A9-pVFAjVNw/s400/IMAG0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still a little pregnant. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dKsWsitgZcM/TnP-li3C5gI/AAAAAAAANE4/g81vRgiIar0/s1600/IMAG0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dKsWsitgZcM/TnP-li3C5gI/AAAAAAAANE4/g81vRgiIar0/s400/IMAG0061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colin walking into school for the first time.  I am glad Dora is in his class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CauWF9__wC4/TnP-lvf7OoI/AAAAAAAANFA/tE7Yfc5P-cA/s1600/IMAG0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CauWF9__wC4/TnP-lvf7OoI/AAAAAAAANFA/tE7Yfc5P-cA/s400/IMAG0062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love his little nervous smile.  He really was not too nervous, he has taken to school brilliantly. He is a very flexible child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Colin was at school, I was able to focus on our third child (since Jane was fine to watch PBS kids with her Nana).  I had had a few good contractions walking to and from school and I went downstairs to try and focus.  After a while things got more serious so we headed back to the birth center around 10am.  They have such a beautiful new birth suite. Brian is such a pro at helping me through labor, there is really no way I could do it without him!  He was supposed to go to a cello gig that morning but thankfully was able to cancel.  I spent a lot of time just on my hands and knees, we labored in their big birth tub for a while, and when things had really progressed, they have an awesome birth stool that I was curious to try.  We had a great birth assistant looking in on us and bringing heat and cold when I needed it, and a very great midwife.  Most of our labor it was just me and Brian, they would just check in on us to make sure we were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, check baby's heart tones, etc.  It was so nice just to have some space to get the baby work done.  It was kind of funny (and I don't think I have even told Brian this) but one thought I kept having over and over in labor was about Harry Potter and the Prisoner of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Azcaban&lt;/span&gt;.   I think these thoughts came from a quote that was up in the birth center about how my contractions are not stronger than I am because they are me.  Once I personally get through the fact that I cannot run away from the intensity of birth but that I have to get through it and work with it, then I am much more able to get the work done.      I do feel like unmediated labor kind of takes a woman to a different place mentally, and mine took me to Harry Potter.  Since it was my third labor, I was thinking about the end of the story when Harry was waiting for who he thought was his father but was actually him and he knew he could do it because he had done it before.  Anyway, not sure I am really explaining my laboring thought process super well, but it was comforting to know my body had labored well before meaning I had the power to birth this baby too.   I had a very intense transition where it was just contractions on top of contractions without any breaks but I was able to move around bring the baby down.  Once I was ready ready to push I had some more breaks between contractions.  I should have Brian comment here too, he is the one who caught Kate.  She was crying before she was even all the way born, very full of life and ready for this world.  We are so happy she is here, even though the newborn period can be a little tricky for me.  It is such a short time and she is really so, so sweet. &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/36373336-5827579596310381842?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5827579596310381842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=5827579596310381842' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5827579596310381842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5827579596310381842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-day-of-kindergartenkates-birthday.html' title='First Day of Kindergarten/Kate&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EY3lQjLKjb8/TnP-lWQbMQI/AAAAAAAANEo/_sgz3O2NOtY/s72-c/IMAG0058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-6791707658638646484</id><published>2011-09-04T23:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T23:54:50.592-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AND some baby Kate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-APMX7IgRm08/TmRHD48aIuI/AAAAAAAAND4/PevZ0E3xmGA/s1600/DSC_0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-APMX7IgRm08/TmRHD48aIuI/AAAAAAAAND4/PevZ0E3xmGA/s400/DSC_0216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The week has been a bit of a blur as it was almost a week ago that we became a family of 5. Here is our little Katherine Noelle, born Aug. 29&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; at 1:40 pm. 8 pounds 10 oz, 21 inches. She had a very peaceful birth and it has been fun getting to know her this week. We think she is very lovely. Colin and Jane have been very sweet and love to give her kisses. Things on a whole have gone very well with only a few rough spots. We are very, very happy to have her here safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmGA8GkmBz8/TmRHEK20mCI/AAAAAAAANEA/jUYQvgnVL34/s1600/DSC_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmGA8GkmBz8/TmRHEK20mCI/AAAAAAAANEA/jUYQvgnVL34/s400/DSC_0212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6a35Ze1K1Q/TmRHEOBeHAI/AAAAAAAANEI/8QOWObSt7IE/s1600/DSC_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6a35Ze1K1Q/TmRHEOBeHAI/AAAAAAAANEI/8QOWObSt7IE/s400/DSC_0232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MWCE5XwlHlk/TmRHEVxmWhI/AAAAAAAANEQ/LdBIQ1xNiTc/s1600/DSC_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MWCE5XwlHlk/TmRHEVxmWhI/AAAAAAAANEQ/LdBIQ1xNiTc/s400/DSC_0222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fR1Znc2RPDc/TmRHER5Aw0I/AAAAAAAANEY/iirxySUjfkI/s1600/DSC_0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fR1Znc2RPDc/TmRHER5Aw0I/AAAAAAAANEY/iirxySUjfkI/s400/DSC_0198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrXAYVoLxW8/TmRHEtvvlHI/AAAAAAAANEg/2Clt7GUCB40/s1600/DSC_0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrXAYVoLxW8/TmRHEtvvlHI/AAAAAAAANEg/2Clt7GUCB40/s400/DSC_0199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;We will write more details soon, too tired right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-6791707658638646484?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6791707658638646484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=6791707658638646484' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6791707658638646484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6791707658638646484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/09/and-some-baby-kate.html' title='AND some baby Kate!'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-APMX7IgRm08/TmRHD48aIuI/AAAAAAAAND4/PevZ0E3xmGA/s72-c/DSC_0216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-1675876285681537511</id><published>2011-08-28T22:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T23:35:38.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and some Jane</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9LRrzdNS88s/TlsACh8RshI/AAAAAAAANC4/H44P3iWqxLw/s1600/DSC_0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9LRrzdNS88s/TlsACh8RshI/AAAAAAAANC4/H44P3iWqxLw/s400/DSC_0178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jane also got a very cute new hair cut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T2jLRMFEjjI/TlsAC4XcLvI/AAAAAAAANDA/1wJ5jhODpMA/s1600/DSC_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T2jLRMFEjjI/TlsAC4XcLvI/AAAAAAAANDA/1wJ5jhODpMA/s400/DSC_0173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LBklzfD8h6k/TlsAC4_rRfI/AAAAAAAANDI/r-SyEuRdUNw/s1600/DSC_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LBklzfD8h6k/TlsAC4_rRfI/AAAAAAAANDI/r-SyEuRdUNw/s400/DSC_0166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She still has a week before her preschool starts.  She is very excited and I think she will do very, very well.  She has taken a couple of summer classes and I think she'll enjoy the structure.  She is very smart, which is almost a little scary sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GZCSuIBxs60/TlsADNH4uqI/AAAAAAAANDQ/g2I1VHwBxDg/s1600/DSC_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GZCSuIBxs60/TlsADNH4uqI/AAAAAAAANDQ/g2I1VHwBxDg/s400/DSC_0168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b8u6j6dBahk/TlsADUVI24I/AAAAAAAANDY/2X9ZzpuIQFY/s1600/DSC_0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b8u6j6dBahk/TlsADUVI24I/AAAAAAAANDY/2X9ZzpuIQFY/s400/DSC_0169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Classic Jane.  She has been reminded that there is no nose picking at school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LmJGHCcNnbU/TlsADnR4YeI/AAAAAAAANDg/P5bc-GTdJYI/s1600/DSC_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LmJGHCcNnbU/TlsADnR4YeI/AAAAAAAANDg/P5bc-GTdJYI/s400/DSC_0171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ji-pN9XKDFA/TlsADz0JanI/AAAAAAAANDo/PuePqFvH2q0/s1600/DSC_0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ji-pN9XKDFA/TlsADz0JanI/AAAAAAAANDo/PuePqFvH2q0/s400/DSC_0175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She has been so sweet during the end of my pregnancy and during my recent cold (which has dragged on 12 days now, so not normal for me!  My midwife said it is not uncommon for labor to delay while the mom is sick, really, really great.)  Anyway, Jane cuddles with me most afternoons so we get some rest.  We slept until almost 6pm tonight, which was a little over the top.  She is going to be chatting and singing to herself in her bed probably until 10:30-11pm.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ga50JXtY438/TlsAD7_wb3I/AAAAAAAANDw/UrnoEcPweE8/s1600/DSC_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ga50JXtY438/TlsAD7_wb3I/AAAAAAAANDw/UrnoEcPweE8/s400/DSC_0179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-1675876285681537511?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1675876285681537511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=1675876285681537511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/1675876285681537511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/1675876285681537511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-some-jane.html' title='and some Jane'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9LRrzdNS88s/TlsACh8RshI/AAAAAAAANC4/H44P3iWqxLw/s72-c/DSC_0178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-22390968846707701</id><published>2011-08-28T22:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T23:26:16.417-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New school hair cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yZ6Z-5UBsXs/Tlr_T1kdXwI/AAAAAAAANCI/gMNly-wYcU8/s1600/DSC_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yZ6Z-5UBsXs/Tlr_T1kdXwI/AAAAAAAANCI/gMNly-wYcU8/s400/DSC_0180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As Colin was getting very shaggy, Brian gave him a new hair cut not long ago to help get ready for school.  I love the photo above, so classic Colin.  The morning school schedule is going to be a bit of a shock to our system, it is almost 9:30 pm right now and kids are still settling down.  We have not been getting up until 8:30 a lot of days and that won't really work anymore. At least it is getting dark earlier, but so much of our kids not getting to bed early is Brian and I not having the energy to get them to bed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wn9qjk0LrQY/Tlr_T_9LIgI/AAAAAAAANCQ/JM8kXJlFNvQ/s1600/DSC_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wn9qjk0LrQY/Tlr_T_9LIgI/AAAAAAAANCQ/JM8kXJlFNvQ/s400/DSC_0183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colin is very excited for kindergarten, which starts tomorrow.  He got to meet individually with his teacher this last week and she seems very, very nice.  I have his favorite Transformers shirt and shiny blue shorts in the dryer right now to make sure they are clean and ready for school.  He also chose out some very crazy light up school shoes (we worry they might cause seizures) but he loves them.  I need to let go of my own vanity a bit as I would keep dressing him in clothes I like, but it is great he dresses himself and has his own ideas too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qto-DOenGAw/Tlr_UD5VF4I/AAAAAAAANCY/LXOJS61V71k/s1600/DSC_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qto-DOenGAw/Tlr_UD5VF4I/AAAAAAAANCY/LXOJS61V71k/s400/DSC_0185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also classic awkward smile, so cute! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hTss4Ee50BY/Tlr_UdGDPGI/AAAAAAAANCg/cYtGv8X2HrA/s1600/DSC_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hTss4Ee50BY/Tlr_UdGDPGI/AAAAAAAANCg/cYtGv8X2HrA/s400/DSC_0188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can hardly believe he is so big!  We hope school does not take away all of his sweet little nature.  There is still something so innocent in Colin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DKVYl4ArJGc/Tlr_UTYASNI/AAAAAAAANCo/J-kmYDBXBdY/s1600/DSC_0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DKVYl4ArJGc/Tlr_UTYASNI/AAAAAAAANCo/J-kmYDBXBdY/s400/DSC_0182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And he still pretty much always has a toy in his hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j2fJEbLYnA0/Tlr_UsAKWmI/AAAAAAAANCw/uxRE2VrjYRo/s1600/DSC_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j2fJEbLYnA0/Tlr_UsAKWmI/AAAAAAAANCw/uxRE2VrjYRo/s400/DSC_0187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is a very delightful child. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-22390968846707701?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/22390968846707701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=22390968846707701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/22390968846707701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/22390968846707701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-school-hair-cut.html' title='New school hair cut'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yZ6Z-5UBsXs/Tlr_T1kdXwI/AAAAAAAANCI/gMNly-wYcU8/s72-c/DSC_0180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-2168042274413669229</id><published>2011-08-28T22:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T22:32:24.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Glow bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-HZVGrMjE8/Tlr5TSP5p0I/AAAAAAAANBw/uc3_Ts50LUA/s1600/DSC_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-HZVGrMjE8/Tlr5TSP5p0I/AAAAAAAANBw/uc3_Ts50LUA/s400/DSC_0158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One morning when I was having trouble sleeping,  I was looking around at the &lt;a href="http://playathomemom3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Play at Home Mom site &lt;/a&gt;and she had some cute ideas with glow sticks.  As our kids already LOVE glow sticks, we thought a Glow Bubble Bath would also be a hit.  It was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fhjx1TzrgBI/Tlr5Tst0joI/AAAAAAAANB4/7qn05J1QD4M/s1600/DSC_0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fhjx1TzrgBI/Tlr5Tst0joI/AAAAAAAANB4/7qn05J1QD4M/s400/DSC_0159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also filled some balloons with glow sticks which turns them into cool lanterns.  And we learned that if you put glow sticks in the freezer, they will last longer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_6AoVj5rSs/Tlr5T84K4OI/AAAAAAAANCA/m03dV6siNiI/s1600/DSC_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_6AoVj5rSs/Tlr5T84K4OI/AAAAAAAANCA/m03dV6siNiI/s400/DSC_0162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-2168042274413669229?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2168042274413669229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=2168042274413669229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2168042274413669229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2168042274413669229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/08/glow-bath.html' title='Glow bath'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-HZVGrMjE8/Tlr5TSP5p0I/AAAAAAAANBw/uc3_Ts50LUA/s72-c/DSC_0158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-5947715240610478786</id><published>2011-08-22T23:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T00:12:00.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKz9H5utQn0/TlMlezL-wlI/AAAAAAAANBA/nbpsq9xQ3SM/s1600/DSC_0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKz9H5utQn0/TlMlezL-wlI/AAAAAAAANBA/nbpsq9xQ3SM/s400/DSC_0580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The photo above is actually from 2009, but it is one of my favorites of Colin and summertime.  It's been a fun summer, but I am mainly ready for it to end and not to be pregnant anymore.  My head cold from our anniversary has moved into my chest.   I never get sick like this so why now?  Brian is ready for me to move onto new things to complain about like postpartum issues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zIxKn7KsB6Y/TlMlfKXe2bI/AAAAAAAANBI/j_pYieddTrE/s1600/DSC_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zIxKn7KsB6Y/TlMlfKXe2bI/AAAAAAAANBI/j_pYieddTrE/s400/DSC_0109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have spent a lot of time this summer in very little clothing.  Both kids love undie time, which has been handy with adventures in potty training.  I do not know how I will handle teenagers since getting through late pregnancy and potty training have about done me in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t49k0QNUqTw/TlMlfEnceNI/AAAAAAAANBQ/tEen1rYL7F8/s1600/DSC_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t49k0QNUqTw/TlMlfEnceNI/AAAAAAAANBQ/tEen1rYL7F8/s400/DSC_0147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of potty training (since it has taken up a lot of my time) we have made some very serious success this week with the number 2 issue.  Number 1 has been no problem for months, but Jane had some very serious psychological hang ups with solid waste.  Poor little thing, it really has been kind of terrible and was making her so upset.  The above bubbles were one of her poopy prizes, and we have had several poppy parties this week to re-enforce her success. And today, all on her own, she hopped up and got it done.  I really, really needed this small miracle this week!   Let's hope there is not too much regression. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cNvPlDrNXKg/TlMlfbXTrhI/AAAAAAAANBY/LStjFzDa7K0/s1600/DSC_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cNvPlDrNXKg/TlMlfbXTrhI/AAAAAAAANBY/LStjFzDa7K0/s400/DSC_0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have also spent a lot of time in jammies.  Why get dressed when we mainly hang out at home? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JdRm-bN4Z_E/TlMlf4pY_MI/AAAAAAAANBg/-aeBX1eTQhk/s1600/DSC_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JdRm-bN4Z_E/TlMlf4pY_MI/AAAAAAAANBg/-aeBX1eTQhk/s400/DSC_0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love Colin's bed head.  Both kids have gotten cute new haircuts I need to take photos.  Colin also met individually with his kindergarten teacher today for an assessment.  She seems very great, can't believe he is a big kindergartner!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O6UB6uxSYGA/TlMlf7HwVBI/AAAAAAAANBo/5L2cyUE73tk/s1600/DSC_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O6UB6uxSYGA/TlMlf7HwVBI/AAAAAAAANBo/5L2cyUE73tk/s400/DSC_0152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So many changes coming up, I will probably miss the jammie days with my 2 cute kids.  They really are delightful children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-5947715240610478786?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5947715240610478786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=5947715240610478786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5947715240610478786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5947715240610478786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/08/more-summer.html' title='More Summer'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKz9H5utQn0/TlMlezL-wlI/AAAAAAAANBA/nbpsq9xQ3SM/s72-c/DSC_0580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-6487091285190506665</id><published>2011-08-19T14:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T00:02:00.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VB5N_Zs39fQ/Tk8xrSE5XCI/AAAAAAAANA4/UIn897D6Kss/s1600/DSC_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VB5N_Zs39fQ/Tk8xrSE5XCI/AAAAAAAANA4/UIn897D6Kss/s400/DSC_0157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642783477775031330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:53702/ab057b5467865aac3df61f80dba2d8a8/image/3bacb984def31a70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:53702/ab057b5467865aac3df61f80dba2d8a8/image/3bacb984def31a70.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had our 8th anniversary this week.  It was pretty low key.  I had a very bad night of sleep that night due to late pregnancy, and to make late pregnancy even more fun, I seem to have a head cold.  I am just really fun to be around these days.  To celebrate, Brian and I went out to lunch at a super great Mediterranean place, it was very, very delicious.  Then I took a nap with Jane, it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked through our wedding photos with Jane after our nap.  She was so sweet because over and over she would say, "Mommy was the Princess and Daddy was the Prince."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did have a very great wedding, and have had 8 action packed years.  I need to formally write down how it all happened but have no energy for all the details right now.  I did look up the email Brian sent to his high school friends after we got engaged so I will let him tell it in a nutshell:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to let you all know that I'm engaged to be married!   I know this may seem like fast work, but actually it's been ten years in the making. I'm proposed 4 days ago to one of my dearest, closest friends (I've always wanted to marry my best friend). Her name is Ann Hinckley and we met our freshman year of college.  We have been kind of a constant reference point to each other since than- and we are in reality certified soul mates (according to a Ladies home journal quiz I recently took).  This January as things were fizzling with another girlfriend, I began to realize that the connection I was craving- the one that made me feel like the best version of myself, that kept me buoyant and made me feel intuitively the richness of life, was the connection I had to my Ann. I had frequently said to myself, "If I could just find someone like Ann...".  Then I realized that I have found someone like Ann. Her name is Ann. I am a complete genius. It only took me ten years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian was worth the 10 year wait.&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/36373336-6487091285190506665?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6487091285190506665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=6487091285190506665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6487091285190506665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6487091285190506665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/08/anniversary.html' title='Anniversary'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VB5N_Zs39fQ/Tk8xrSE5XCI/AAAAAAAANA4/UIn897D6Kss/s72-c/DSC_0157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-1234182324624977527</id><published>2011-08-14T00:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T00:58:13.915-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lquQLDSS-Qs/TkdRRPFo9eI/AAAAAAAAM-Y/hvcr1_gQjt0/s1600/DSC_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lquQLDSS-Qs/TkdRRPFo9eI/AAAAAAAAM-Y/hvcr1_gQjt0/s400/DSC_0395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As part of our reunion, we headed to Cove Fort in Central Utah.  My great great grandfather built the fort so fun to have some family history.  It was Cove Fort days so there were lots of little activities and free hot dogs and chips. Our kids would eat hot dogs everyday if we let them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_EOc1fFjrLE/TkdRRA12Y9I/AAAAAAAAM-g/rN9ccJHfbWM/s1600/DSC_0400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_EOc1fFjrLE/TkdRRA12Y9I/AAAAAAAAM-g/rN9ccJHfbWM/s400/DSC_0400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E4tilR4o2i4/TkdRRXCC3AI/AAAAAAAAM-o/hitHzNtJbrs/s1600/DSC_0401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E4tilR4o2i4/TkdRRXCC3AI/AAAAAAAAM-o/hitHzNtJbrs/s400/DSC_0401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wagon rides!&lt;br /&gt;Jane keeps telling me her wish is to go on a wagon ride/horse ride all by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAmKRcS2h8M/TkdRRsamMjI/AAAAAAAAM-w/sJWxNBxRZyM/s1600/DSC_0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gMu1-5bDtVU/TkdRRoqxv-I/AAAAAAAAM-4/1m_nIJuRn9E/s1600/DSC_0414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gMu1-5bDtVU/TkdRRoqxv-I/AAAAAAAAM-4/1m_nIJuRn9E/s400/DSC_0414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is everyone, all my siblings, most spouses, and majority of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt; minus 5 of them I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YuOh1r1OkpI/TkdRSBaSV8I/AAAAAAAAM_A/oQXflX4gygA/s1600/P1070082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YuOh1r1OkpI/TkdRSBaSV8I/AAAAAAAAM_A/oQXflX4gygA/s400/P1070082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was also a stage coach to ride in, which our family found out had a very, very long line.  Colin thought it was very fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5eLqnWB2Ifc/TkdRSChMtcI/AAAAAAAAM_I/Op4ImQM3fws/s1600/P1070085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5eLqnWB2Ifc/TkdRSChMtcI/AAAAAAAAM_I/Op4ImQM3fws/s400/P1070085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister and a couple of her cute girls. I stood around and looked pregnant most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uRz0qS0wJ7o/TkdRSRt5X2I/AAAAAAAAM_Q/WOJ_bfF70kw/s1600/DSC_0419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uRz0qS0wJ7o/TkdRSRt5X2I/AAAAAAAAM_Q/WOJ_bfF70kw/s400/DSC_0419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We stayed in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Manti&lt;/span&gt;, Utah with this gorgeous view of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Manti&lt;/span&gt; Temple.  My great great Grandfather on my mom's side was the architect of this Temple, so more family history!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mce2UuKsVBE/TkdRSWkd2EI/AAAAAAAAM_Y/akeA1swfGJI/s1600/P1070109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mce2UuKsVBE/TkdRSWkd2EI/AAAAAAAAM_Y/akeA1swfGJI/s400/P1070109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brian made some dutch oven pineapple upside down cakes, that were very quickly gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T2M_9k1-vBQ/TkdRSoD7InI/AAAAAAAAM_g/m3y5B2Ay-4A/s1600/P1070115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T2M_9k1-vBQ/TkdRSoD7InI/AAAAAAAAM_g/m3y5B2Ay-4A/s400/P1070115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think my Mom was very pleased with everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dm5Hqf6-qYs/TkdRS0goL7I/AAAAAAAAM_o/idA81XRtL84/s1600/DSC_0423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dm5Hqf6-qYs/TkdRS0goL7I/AAAAAAAAM_o/idA81XRtL84/s400/DSC_0423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After we were back in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt;, we got together for the baby blessing of our new niece Jill.  I love the photo above of all the kids crowed around to see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SHA9LRs96H4/TkdRSzljKDI/AAAAAAAAM_w/dyhe0DagQZ0/s1600/DSC_0438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SHA9LRs96H4/TkdRSzljKDI/AAAAAAAAM_w/dyhe0DagQZ0/s400/DSC_0438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She looked very sweet, a nice ending to a big family time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9urml4xuLgY/TkdRTO9LEkI/AAAAAAAAM_4/kXnKTX1lXpk/s1600/DSC_0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9urml4xuLgY/TkdRTO9LEkI/AAAAAAAAM_4/kXnKTX1lXpk/s400/DSC_0450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-1234182324624977527?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1234182324624977527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=1234182324624977527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/1234182324624977527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/1234182324624977527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/08/reunion-weekend.html' title='Reunion weekend'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lquQLDSS-Qs/TkdRRPFo9eI/AAAAAAAAM-Y/hvcr1_gQjt0/s72-c/DSC_0395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-8592134225341144125</id><published>2011-08-14T00:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T00:43:45.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z60499q7GlE/TkdQI83nUXI/AAAAAAAAM9I/O6mhBn08YBc/s1600/P1060887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z60499q7GlE/TkdQI83nUXI/AAAAAAAAM9I/O6mhBn08YBc/s400/P1060887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since I have been too busy making a human to take many photos this summer, I was lucky to borrow my sister-in-law's memory card before they left to get some documentation of the summer (thanks April!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eWsj7Gh12uc/TkdQJDq60QI/AAAAAAAAM9Q/E9h0bns-YA8/s1600/P1060882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eWsj7Gh12uc/TkdQJDq60QI/AAAAAAAAM9Q/E9h0bns-YA8/s400/P1060882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our kids had a fun time at Temple Square with their cousins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C3d0QK8RxTI/TkdQJSn0dBI/AAAAAAAAM9Y/eYW5zvWaIvs/s1600/P1060906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C3d0QK8RxTI/TkdQJSn0dBI/AAAAAAAAM9Y/eYW5zvWaIvs/s400/P1060906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-275P9Cv1yaU/TkdQJicVu5I/AAAAAAAAM9g/n8I3ghSsnkA/s1600/P1060924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-275P9Cv1yaU/TkdQJicVu5I/AAAAAAAAM9g/n8I3ghSsnkA/s400/P1060924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We visited their other cousins at Daybreak for some Splash pad fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i0u_C6VLITw/TkdQJlBf5JI/AAAAAAAAM9o/LHpp5byyp78/s1600/P1060956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i0u_C6VLITw/TkdQJlBf5JI/AAAAAAAAM9o/LHpp5byyp78/s400/P1060956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q05ihsuzgxM/TkdQJ_mmlzI/AAAAAAAAM9w/f67qzuQpw2o/s1600/P1060964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q05ihsuzgxM/TkdQJ_mmlzI/AAAAAAAAM9w/f67qzuQpw2o/s400/P1060964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our kids have spent a fair bit of the summer wet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LRFXqNcz1Bw/TkdQJxkiacI/AAAAAAAAM94/ahTMxn7Qlvk/s1600/P1060986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LRFXqNcz1Bw/TkdQJxkiacI/AAAAAAAAM94/ahTMxn7Qlvk/s400/P1060986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Mom had everyone come to the Church History Museum where she works on Mondays.  The kids loved the Mexican dance demonstration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uJVG8mXvyuk/TkdQKQ9sV8I/AAAAAAAAM-A/Dyz5lFFwe_I/s1600/P1060988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uJVG8mXvyuk/TkdQKQ9sV8I/AAAAAAAAM-A/Dyz5lFFwe_I/s400/P1060988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pk8PODupRQA/TkdQKQPMFLI/AAAAAAAAM-I/QhZyunxAaaE/s1600/P1060996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pk8PODupRQA/TkdQKQPMFLI/AAAAAAAAM-I/QhZyunxAaaE/s400/P1060996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colin and Evan were really going for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ut2wINvqeUk/TkdQKg6_YfI/AAAAAAAAM-Q/P8_rCejSyhE/s1600/P1070026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ut2wINvqeUk/TkdQKg6_YfI/AAAAAAAAM-Q/P8_rCejSyhE/s400/P1070026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had my uncle down and have had 30+ family members in town for a little reunion.  It has been a fun, family filled summer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-8592134225341144125?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8592134225341144125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=8592134225341144125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8592134225341144125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8592134225341144125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z60499q7GlE/TkdQI83nUXI/AAAAAAAAM9I/O6mhBn08YBc/s72-c/P1060887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-2628748385241763819</id><published>2011-08-11T23:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T23:42:13.114-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I have not seen my feet while standing for about 4 months. Shoes with shoe laces are very hard to put on. I have been waddling around for a long time, and going from sitting to standing, or moving in general is getting harder and harder. I am getting more and more swollen, I would not recognize my lower extremities as my own. Contractions are coming more and more, but just for practice, nothing really making things happen. I have whole new colonies of visible veins down my legs that will be a fun souvenir to keep after the baby is born. I feel super clumsy, drop things all the time and then picking them up is very hard. I keep running into our 5 and 3 year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; with my belly. I get very nauseated again since my stomach is smashed by a baby, and my abdomen seems stretched to its limit. I am in a constant state of pulling up my trousers, of which I have only a handful that still fit. And the fatigue! And the inability to get much done. Just a few of the joys of late pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still love to feel the baby kick and can't wait to meet her. Our older kids are so excited for a new baby- they both are great with little ones. I love hearing Jane list off the people she loves which always includes her baby sister. I am excited for labor, not only to not be pregnant anymore but I actually have always had a fascination with the process of giving birth. I trained and worked as a labor &lt;a href="http://www.dona.org/mothers/faqs_birth.php"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (to provide non-medical labor support) years before I had my own kids. Knowing how labor works and helping other women through labor before having a baby is very great preparation. I have had two very easy births and hope for an easy third. Maybe we will be surprised as birth is unpredictable but we hope for a peaceful beginning for our little one. And knowing all I know, I would happily go through pregnancy again. I am grateful for our growing family as I have seen too many friends who long for children struggle with fertility issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now to keep waiting. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UCUxDxCgnEI/TkMAxO-oHlI/AAAAAAAAM88/iDp0o6PSZXA/s1600/DSC_0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UCUxDxCgnEI/TkMAxO-oHlI/AAAAAAAAM88/iDp0o6PSZXA/s400/DSC_0403.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I had my final trip of this pregnancy last weekend, a family reunion in Central Utah. This pregnancy has taken me as far as Italy and Poland, but I need to stay a little closer to home for now. I was 37 weeks along (which is when I delivered Colin). While on our trip, we got to go on some mule drawn wagon rides to celebrate our Western heritage. I maybe should have taken a few more rough rides to get labor going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&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/36373336-2628748385241763819?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2628748385241763819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=2628748385241763819' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2628748385241763819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2628748385241763819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/08/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UCUxDxCgnEI/TkMAxO-oHlI/AAAAAAAAM88/iDp0o6PSZXA/s72-c/DSC_0403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-6192623517515333966</id><published>2011-07-31T00:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T00:41:13.725-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recently</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bLD74WjF0v0/TjTZ6BJQNbI/AAAAAAAAM78/VyouJNRsJkk/s1600/DSC_0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bLD74WjF0v0/TjTZ6BJQNbI/AAAAAAAAM78/VyouJNRsJkk/s400/DSC_0518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not so inspired to blog recently.  I need to get out the camera more, our kids are doing very cute summer things but the end of pregnancy is taking all my energy.  Pregnancy is going well but just in the last few days I have started to get more swollen.  Hopefully we will have a baby in 2-6 weeks!  Thankfully, we have lots of family visits in the next couple weeks which makes the time go faster and keeps Colin and Jane happy with cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a few quick family photos a few weeks ago when the kids looked cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U-cPpx_JcIQ/TjTZ6PFLlzI/AAAAAAAAM8E/RMkq3Nne5cs/s1600/DSC_0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U-cPpx_JcIQ/TjTZ6PFLlzI/AAAAAAAAM8E/RMkq3Nne5cs/s400/DSC_0522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ya3VqBlByWg/TjTZ6b4693I/AAAAAAAAM8M/I8Wy0yfsL9g/s1600/DSC_0529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ya3VqBlByWg/TjTZ6b4693I/AAAAAAAAM8M/I8Wy0yfsL9g/s400/DSC_0529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need to take a good after photo also, but this was Brian mid-hair cut from super long to super short.  He was getting a good pony tail (and I do really think he looks awesome in a pony tail) but his short hair is also very attractive.  I just hope the short hair will not bring a serious church responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pC7dLEuAIqk/TjTZ6UeeSRI/AAAAAAAAM8U/6e1MYeIvY7M/s1600/your_drawing%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pC7dLEuAIqk/TjTZ6UeeSRI/AAAAAAAAM8U/6e1MYeIvY7M/s400/your_drawing%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colin drew this family portrait downtown at one of the kid's exhibits.  I like my big baby belly, and Colin thought my crazy hair that seems to envelope the whole family was pretty funny.  I have been slacking on the kids' art time, I need to plan more projects for them but so tired all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NW26jeSpGKY/TjTZ6gTkRhI/AAAAAAAAM8c/wjaBVsR5xZM/s1600/DSC_0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NW26jeSpGKY/TjTZ6gTkRhI/AAAAAAAAM8c/wjaBVsR5xZM/s400/DSC_0653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just some cute photos of Jane, I think back from May actually.  I had the backdrop set up for another shoot and stuck Jane in front of it.  She was darling (of course!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--b1BKXYgl60/TjTZ6lcrpsI/AAAAAAAAM8k/TFH94j1hABE/s1600/DSC_0664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--b1BKXYgl60/TjTZ6lcrpsI/AAAAAAAAM8k/TFH94j1hABE/s400/DSC_0664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ylq12GN3M0I/TjTZ63Q5sxI/AAAAAAAAM8s/3_JeZMSLvHI/s1600/DSC_0678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ylq12GN3M0I/TjTZ63Q5sxI/AAAAAAAAM8s/3_JeZMSLvHI/s400/DSC_0678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-6192623517515333966?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6192623517515333966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=6192623517515333966' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6192623517515333966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6192623517515333966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/07/recently.html' title='Recently'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bLD74WjF0v0/TjTZ6BJQNbI/AAAAAAAAM78/VyouJNRsJkk/s72-c/DSC_0518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-2424838776841699079</id><published>2011-07-01T09:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T09:55:49.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A few more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-366i29cBY7E/Tg3Q39bnhYI/AAAAAAAAM7c/BoeruF6tlJQ/s1600/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-366i29cBY7E/Tg3Q39bnhYI/AAAAAAAAM7c/BoeruF6tlJQ/s400/DSC_0089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I have posted most of our best of photos, but wanted to include this great photo Brian got of the castle.  If we had had kids with us, we would have been begged to get a balloon.  I think this photo would be fun to enlarge for the kids' room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B8IZIesDCvQ/Tg3Q4BFG3OI/AAAAAAAAM7k/ojEnpjK2yFI/s1600/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B8IZIesDCvQ/Tg3Q4BFG3OI/AAAAAAAAM7k/ojEnpjK2yFI/s400/DSC_0099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And for Colin, he was very amazed at these photos of a real Hot Wheel car.  The weekend before I got to Warsaw there was some big car race around the theatre, which Brian said was very, very noisy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mfouA_Y4e3M/Tg3Q4JTaCpI/AAAAAAAAM7s/1JxtJrv8kz4/s1600/DSC_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mfouA_Y4e3M/Tg3Q4JTaCpI/AAAAAAAAM7s/1JxtJrv8kz4/s400/DSC_0100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-2424838776841699079?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2424838776841699079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=2424838776841699079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2424838776841699079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2424838776841699079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/07/few-more.html' title='A few more'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-366i29cBY7E/Tg3Q39bnhYI/AAAAAAAAM7c/BoeruF6tlJQ/s72-c/DSC_0089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-304300695840096243</id><published>2011-06-30T08:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T09:02:02.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night in Warsaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2NDgWIkbWc0/TgxwOHXxjzI/AAAAAAAAM6M/PFq04kkzws0/s1600/DSC_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2NDgWIkbWc0/TgxwOHXxjzI/AAAAAAAAM6M/PFq04kkzws0/s400/DSC_0138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brian had his last show of Usher as a matinee on Saturday, so he was done working by 6pm.  We took advantage of our last night in Warsaw (and last kidless night) by enjoying the twilight and taking a 5 mile walk through Old Town (with a stop at our favorite Indian place, they were so good that night) and then we walked along the river for a long time.  It was perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KjS1eQYrynI/TgxwOYDm7II/AAAAAAAAM6U/pvys-sVPdnQ/s1600/DSC_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KjS1eQYrynI/TgxwOYDm7II/AAAAAAAAM6U/pvys-sVPdnQ/s400/DSC_0140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We stumbled upon some zombie war fare.  Too bad our Polish vocab does not include the word, "why?" It was kind of funny though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BFXdg2PxRXs/TgxwOSMbL-I/AAAAAAAAM6c/oRgT0gcH6dE/s1600/DSC_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BFXdg2PxRXs/TgxwOSMbL-I/AAAAAAAAM6c/oRgT0gcH6dE/s400/DSC_0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cyiLGOdBPF8/TgxwOkgpiGI/AAAAAAAAM6k/VS9SGs2qfDQ/s1600/DSC_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cyiLGOdBPF8/TgxwOkgpiGI/AAAAAAAAM6k/VS9SGs2qfDQ/s400/DSC_0146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vbx36LLqoFM/TgxwOmRMy7I/AAAAAAAAM6s/oUcWNBTqlsU/s1600/DSC_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vbx36LLqoFM/TgxwOmRMy7I/AAAAAAAAM6s/oUcWNBTqlsU/s400/DSC_0150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So many churches, and such pretty light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hx94gAVekP0/TgxwPLHMjXI/AAAAAAAAM60/HfmfrJrgvSc/s1600/DSC_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hx94gAVekP0/TgxwPLHMjXI/AAAAAAAAM60/HfmfrJrgvSc/s400/DSC_0151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ShI4VnivHwo/TgxwPeWvLlI/AAAAAAAAM68/HixICy_9tpc/s1600/DSC_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ShI4VnivHwo/TgxwPeWvLlI/AAAAAAAAM68/HixICy_9tpc/s400/DSC_0153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8JtLlq5S4r8/TgxwPmnCTqI/AAAAAAAAM7E/UD16Hdou8i0/s1600/DSC_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8JtLlq5S4r8/TgxwPmnCTqI/AAAAAAAAM7E/UD16Hdou8i0/s400/DSC_0160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love walking down Nowy Swiat.  It is so great, on the weekends they make the street pedestrian only.  Find Brian in the above photo.  He may look like he is smoking but we just shared a Magnum bar (which we heard will be available in the USA soon.)  Colin, when he used to smell cigarette smoke would say it smelled like Poland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aoRsMauQiL8/TgxwPw0Qy0I/AAAAAAAAM7M/r0hXAw4AXqI/s1600/DSC_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aoRsMauQiL8/TgxwPw0Qy0I/AAAAAAAAM7M/r0hXAw4AXqI/s400/DSC_0168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We wandered down below Old Town more than we had before and found this cute little street dating from the 1830's.  We imagine it was not destroyed in the war, seemed original, but then the reconstructed Old Town seems original to us.  The re-building the Poles were able to do under communism is very impressive.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And below, I wanted an eerie photo of myself in the hallway to our apartment in the theatre.  The hallway is a bit creepy, but we had an awesome apartment.  We love being 2 floors away from Brian's work.  Brian swears he heard very some strange things in the theatre, and I just could not think about it.  It was bombed and the shell was used for some fighting in WWII.  It is am amazing huge structure that is home to the National Opera, the National Ballet, and the National Theatre.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9U1zrMAC7h8/TgxwQFQ4FHI/AAAAAAAAM7U/JE8nIlVUb1Q/s1600/DSC_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9U1zrMAC7h8/TgxwQFQ4FHI/AAAAAAAAM7U/JE8nIlVUb1Q/s400/DSC_0173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-304300695840096243?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/304300695840096243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=304300695840096243' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/304300695840096243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/304300695840096243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/06/last-night-in-warsaw.html' title='Last night in Warsaw'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2NDgWIkbWc0/TgxwOHXxjzI/AAAAAAAAM6M/PFq04kkzws0/s72-c/DSC_0138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-8394643059357527979</id><published>2011-06-29T21:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T08:40:33.934-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Museum of Ethnography</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--HcO4i2PxWs/TgvW_NKcfiI/AAAAAAAAM5M/7EJUi_af4C4/s1600/DSC_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--HcO4i2PxWs/TgvW_NKcfiI/AAAAAAAAM5M/7EJUi_af4C4/s400/DSC_0129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday, we went over to the Museum of Ethnography.  I would have considered myself a very bad former Anthro major (and I spent several years teaching Ethnography) to not go.  It was a great museum, great to see more of what real Polish life was like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L-4QogylJmc/TgvW_XDf8eI/AAAAAAAAM5U/U6u09Flk5ow/s1600/DSC_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L-4QogylJmc/TgvW_XDf8eI/AAAAAAAAM5U/U6u09Flk5ow/s400/DSC_0134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A great display of folk costumes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YPddPoZCo7k/TgvW_WXMaqI/AAAAAAAAM5c/YUrIJAuAEys/s1600/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YPddPoZCo7k/TgvW_WXMaqI/AAAAAAAAM5c/YUrIJAuAEys/s400/DSC_0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And an amazing collection of wooden sculptures.  &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; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F7wcKdCh1LI/TgvW_2ZeujI/AAAAAAAAM5k/KEZRFXyKbsY/s1600/DSC_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F7wcKdCh1LI/TgvW_2ZeujI/AAAAAAAAM5k/KEZRFXyKbsY/s400/DSC_0109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RhcXB0Dc3r4/TgvXANg18tI/AAAAAAAAM5s/3iTRt9UpYTA/s1600/DSC_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RhcXB0Dc3r4/TgvXANg18tI/AAAAAAAAM5s/3iTRt9UpYTA/s400/DSC_0110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I best not show this one to Colin, he would probably get nightmares.  I forgot to read what this was depicting, as I was too  distracted by the cat lady and evil frog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BpPVmQqHpk/TgvXAdgkWPI/AAAAAAAAM50/j50PeAQN-xM/s1600/DSC_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BpPVmQqHpk/TgvXAdgkWPI/AAAAAAAAM50/j50PeAQN-xM/s400/DSC_0130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are major suckers for Polish pottery, so fun to see some old pottery.  We added a lot to our collection, our two roller bag carry-ons were all pottery.  I am very lucky to be married to Brian as he also loves the pottery and does not mind lugging it home.  We will set some beautiful tables, maybe in 10 years or so when kids are old enough to not break things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MBZSaVVtgsQ/TgvXAXndCAI/AAAAAAAAM58/VdG40Vw9lZU/s1600/DSC_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MBZSaVVtgsQ/TgvXAXndCAI/AAAAAAAAM58/VdG40Vw9lZU/s400/DSC_0131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-8394643059357527979?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8394643059357527979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=8394643059357527979' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8394643059357527979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8394643059357527979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/06/museum-of-ethnography.html' title='Museum of Ethnography'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--HcO4i2PxWs/TgvW_NKcfiI/AAAAAAAAM5M/7EJUi_af4C4/s72-c/DSC_0129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-5774547492993735740</id><published>2011-06-29T21:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T21:40:19.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Lazienki Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i6rsdnPQuSY/TgvSfHKYyOI/AAAAAAAAM30/HNqwC6TKNIs/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i6rsdnPQuSY/TgvSfHKYyOI/AAAAAAAAM30/HNqwC6TKNIs/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have been back a few days, may as well post some more photos.  I came home a little sick, but at least I was not sick in Warsaw, that would have been tragic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday we spent a fun day exploring the interiors of all the former royal residences at Lazienki. It really is excessively lovely! This is the Palace on the Water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2K5lZTkaUXk/TgvSfXCMniI/AAAAAAAAM38/2N4OIaQqv2w/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2K5lZTkaUXk/TgvSfXCMniI/AAAAAAAAM38/2N4OIaQqv2w/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R-lsaWfxdJk/TgvSfWilP-I/AAAAAAAAM4E/oNGpin3AAkk/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R-lsaWfxdJk/TgvSfWilP-I/AAAAAAAAM4E/oNGpin3AAkk/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KurNPoZeQmg/TgvSfyUQjBI/AAAAAAAAM4M/3i0aRpAd6O4/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KurNPoZeQmg/TgvSfyUQjBI/AAAAAAAAM4M/3i0aRpAd6O4/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wjq4huHdbbg/TgvSf3ZiYSI/AAAAAAAAM4U/HJB26UzYp4k/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wjq4huHdbbg/TgvSf3ZiYSI/AAAAAAAAM4U/HJB26UzYp4k/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were very impressed with the restoration, as in one part of the palace they showed a lot of before and after photos. Sadly, the Nazis destroyed a lot of things when they were destroying Warsaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6zgAz_YJRJE/TgvSgeBfzQI/AAAAAAAAM4c/TjA8HuNAPnk/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6zgAz_YJRJE/TgvSgeBfzQI/AAAAAAAAM4c/TjA8HuNAPnk/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were amused but this peacock showing off for a lady friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-isG2jic61mg/TgvSgaCvVUI/AAAAAAAAM4k/AeNXi0fpDxM/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-isG2jic61mg/TgvSgaCvVUI/AAAAAAAAM4k/AeNXi0fpDxM/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was not impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tqaF0cf_tdo/TgvSgosAX_I/AAAAAAAAM4s/QLDOdCRu9Pk/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tqaF0cf_tdo/TgvSgosAX_I/AAAAAAAAM4s/QLDOdCRu9Pk/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Admiring the fake ruins at the amphitheater, and looking a bit prego. If I had even been a couple more weeks along there is no way I would have been up to this trip! Thankfully we were never on a British Airways flight as they do not allow travel past 29 weeks without a doctor's note.  (I had medical clearance to travel but did not get a note.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V9zblQ_QB6Y/TgvSg4TQbgI/AAAAAAAAM40/SrhPbuTTeHw/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V9zblQ_QB6Y/TgvSg4TQbgI/AAAAAAAAM40/SrhPbuTTeHw/s400/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OvvZyOR0NQ8/TgvShN5kJwI/AAAAAAAAM48/qbYlc5v1E_o/s1600/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OvvZyOR0NQ8/TgvShN5kJwI/AAAAAAAAM48/qbYlc5v1E_o/s400/DSC_0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love a good Orangery! Lazienki has to of them, this one is now a lovely sculpture garden, and the other one is a fancy restaurant where we had a very fun dinner later that night. Brian had kept the reservation a surprise, it was a great night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DEwZH81l2-M/TgvShT2LBmI/AAAAAAAAM5E/AkqA--39Om8/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DEwZH81l2-M/TgvShT2LBmI/AAAAAAAAM5E/AkqA--39Om8/s400/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The above Orangery also had a full theatre inside, that dated from about the 1770's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-5774547492993735740?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5774547492993735740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=5774547492993735740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5774547492993735740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5774547492993735740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/06/more-lazienki-park.html' title='More Lazienki Park'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i6rsdnPQuSY/TgvSfHKYyOI/AAAAAAAAM30/HNqwC6TKNIs/s72-c/DSC_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-5166093390590207078</id><published>2011-06-25T05:35:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T06:26:07.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Corpus Christi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KR2cgpiZVy0/TgWtjmbgtiI/AAAAAAAAM3s/wEH1v-huTGM/s1600/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 268px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622090536964896290" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KR2cgpiZVy0/TgWtjmbgtiI/AAAAAAAAM3s/wEH1v-huTGM/s400/DSC_0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thursday was a holiday in Poland and Brian was clever enough to figure out what it was beforehand (whereas we usually see something cool and look it up on Wikipedia after). It was Corpus Christi, and Brian had found out there would be a procession just a couple blocks from our apartment in the theatre. We headed over just to look and got totally swept up in it. It was very sweet and simple, everyone singing a hymn quietly and walking in the procession. I really found it quite moving, and thanks to crazy pregnancy hormones, was crying most of the time (so Brian took all the photos. I think it is great to spend time in a country with faith, so much so we can hardly see the churches here since there is very frequently a mass. We also have been talking a lot about ways to make Mormonism less boring, and I don't think the real answer is a Broadway musical. I guess the 24th of July parade is somewhat of a procession for us (and it would probably also make me cry in my current state). Brian feels like I have been very emotional around pageantry with this pregnancy. He sang all the Armed Forces anthems at a Memorial Day service in SLC and I was also crying.  I did not know the anthems meant so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-898YpI3KswA/TgWtjW7JGkI/AAAAAAAAM3k/qg1sjwz0IPU/s1600/DSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 268px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622090532802599490" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-898YpI3KswA/TgWtjW7JGkI/AAAAAAAAM3k/qg1sjwz0IPU/s400/DSC_0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved with the procession up to the Saxon Gardens, just across from the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier.  We seriously could not have been in a better place as right in front of us they had the crowd open for the main part of the procession to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-erKhQnIpP3E/TgWtjN2EWJI/AAAAAAAAM3c/ddzDdASAaO8/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 268px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622090530365397138" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-erKhQnIpP3E/TgWtjN2EWJI/AAAAAAAAM3c/ddzDdASAaO8/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what this was, but secretly hoping it was the Ark of the Covenant.  (And I really do not want to be disrespectful, sarcasm runs too deep.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kbhVOYGsmaQ/TgWtDidQT-I/AAAAAAAAM3U/Ivu_sI2rv6M/s1600/DSC_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 268px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622089986142654434" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kbhVOYGsmaQ/TgWtDidQT-I/AAAAAAAAM3U/Ivu_sI2rv6M/s400/DSC_0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flower girls dressed in white for their first communion were darling.  They would do an elaborate curtsy and throw their petals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yHoYdO4N3wI/TgWtDa_3x6I/AAAAAAAAM3M/TNN0FwigJhg/s1600/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 268px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622089984140363682" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yHoYdO4N3wI/TgWtDa_3x6I/AAAAAAAAM3M/TNN0FwigJhg/s400/DSC_0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We think the man behind the elaborate gold cross is an archbishop or cardinal of Warsaw. Not sure if Warsaw has a cardinal. Wikipedia told us they used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mo144V0guSY/TgWtDWMXKYI/AAAAAAAAM3E/NYF9HUE7hxg/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 268px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622089982850574722" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mo144V0guSY/TgWtDWMXKYI/AAAAAAAAM3E/NYF9HUE7hxg/s400/DSC_0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary got to get some fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6KwbHWBMZ08/TgWtDPZFhsI/AAAAAAAAM28/gDidh01cG3Q/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 268px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622089981024896706" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6KwbHWBMZ08/TgWtDPZFhsI/AAAAAAAAM28/gDidh01cG3Q/s400/DSC_0073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The band was quite good. No Sousa here though. They played with the processional hymn and in little interludes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8jnqinDeZOQ/TgWtC0edJGI/AAAAAAAAM20/4xu06z_0Ae8/s1600/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 268px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622089973799658594" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8jnqinDeZOQ/TgWtC0edJGI/AAAAAAAAM20/4xu06z_0Ae8/s400/DSC_0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loved these guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H2e2IN-EyQ4/TgWsdkFAbMI/AAAAAAAAM2s/1PCICjd9O_E/s1600/DSC_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 268px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622089333742791874" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H2e2IN-EyQ4/TgWsdkFAbMI/AAAAAAAAM2s/1PCICjd9O_E/s400/DSC_0081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_sBf8upiXQY/TgWsdcm6BHI/AAAAAAAAM2k/U1dw6UWZU3s/s1600/DSC_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 316px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622089331737494642" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_sBf8upiXQY/TgWsdcm6BHI/AAAAAAAAM2k/U1dw6UWZU3s/s400/DSC_0082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love the traditional dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yE4CbgfrBjo/TgWsc0bxznI/AAAAAAAAM2c/1pXlTYA7SYc/s1600/DSC_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 391px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622089320953400946" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yE4CbgfrBjo/TgWsc0bxznI/AAAAAAAAM2c/1pXlTYA7SYc/s400/DSC_0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This cute little girl was maybe a little tired of throwing petals. If you click to enlarge, you might find the look in her eyes a little creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xb_vGfWObQg/TgWscn72wcI/AAAAAAAAM2U/tfEmJOgc-KI/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 268px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622089317598282178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xb_vGfWObQg/TgWscn72wcI/AAAAAAAAM2U/tfEmJOgc-KI/s400/DSC_0086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The procession stopped for little mini services in front of several of the churches on the last block of the Royal route. Yes, several churches in one block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ehEK7dRdevA/TgWscbUhsYI/AAAAAAAAM2M/E7S8yrhx5JI/s1600/DSC_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 268px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622089314212098434" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ehEK7dRdevA/TgWscbUhsYI/AAAAAAAAM2M/E7S8yrhx5JI/s400/DSC_0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really enjoyed the solemn show of faith and devotion.  There were throngs of people out for this, and Brian and I had many conversations about how folks in the USA would need a lot more razzle dazzle to turn up for something like this in such large numbers.&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36373336-5166093390590207078?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5166093390590207078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=5166093390590207078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5166093390590207078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5166093390590207078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/06/corpus-christi.html' title='Corpus Christi'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KR2cgpiZVy0/TgWtjmbgtiI/AAAAAAAAM3s/wEH1v-huTGM/s72-c/DSC_0047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-8188833119744827676</id><published>2011-06-23T18:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T18:44:44.789-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I cannot think, I feel too much</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/-ASz-bC612gw/TgO9kffYy-I/AAAAAAAAM2E/0RAG3AiAWAo/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ASz-bC612gw/TgO9kffYy-I/AAAAAAAAM2E/0RAG3AiAWAo/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621545194514598882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Above&lt;/span&gt; is Brian in his dressing room, ready for the second show of the Fall of the House of Usher. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;It&lt;/span&gt; is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pajama&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pants&lt;/span&gt; opera.   Brian has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;couple&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;roles&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;where&lt;/span&gt; he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;preforms&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;basically&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pajamas&lt;/span&gt;, and in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;production&lt;/span&gt;, no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hair&lt;/span&gt;, make-up, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;wear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;contacts&lt;/span&gt;.   Brian has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;enjoyed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; opera &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; the same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;cast&lt;/span&gt; and same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;production&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;It&lt;/span&gt; is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; cool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;production&lt;/span&gt;, many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;details&lt;/span&gt; to look at, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;visually&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt;, and super, super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;creepy&lt;/span&gt;.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; time as his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;wife&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;wondering&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;prefer&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;husband&lt;/span&gt; in a romantic role &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;women&lt;/span&gt; or in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; role &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;where&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; are incestuous overtones &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;although&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; is in a dream &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;sequence&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;kind&lt;/span&gt; of not my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt;.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;whole&lt;/span&gt; story &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; be a dream.)  We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;get&lt;/span&gt; a video of the last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;production&lt;/span&gt; of the opera &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; I am not sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt;, but Brian is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;brilliant&lt;/span&gt;.  Just one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; show on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;.  All the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;shows&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;been&lt;/span&gt; sold out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;If&lt;/span&gt; the link &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;works&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76"&gt;following&lt;/span&gt; is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;promo&lt;/span&gt; the opera &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; Brian's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81"&gt;character&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82"&gt;asking&lt;/span&gt; for his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_83"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; to come &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_84"&gt;visit&lt;/span&gt;.   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_85"&gt;Wish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_86"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_87"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_88"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_89"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_90"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_91"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;'s a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_92"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; time (minus the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_93"&gt;hint&lt;/span&gt; of incest).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/f3bng903ciI" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36373336-8188833119744827676?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8188833119744827676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=8188833119744827676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8188833119744827676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8188833119744827676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-cannot-think-i-feel-too-much.html' title='I cannot think, I feel too much'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ASz-bC612gw/TgO9kffYy-I/AAAAAAAAM2E/0RAG3AiAWAo/s72-c/DSC_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-1203481270628816071</id><published>2011-06-23T18:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T06:09:03.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iILuhU5xkOo/TgO5DuDCiJI/AAAAAAAAM18/R-6hHdkhwe0/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iILuhU5xkOo/TgO5DuDCiJI/AAAAAAAAM18/R-6hHdkhwe0/s400/DSC_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621540233440037010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally made it to Warsaw a few days back.  I had a fairly horrible trip involving a detour through Germany, making it 4 flights for me to get there, thanks to a paperwork problem in Detroit that made me miss a connection in Amsterdam.  We will have to really catch up the blog when we get home (as blogger is being weird with our connection, so now I can be behind on Rome and Warsaw!)  We are enjoying a very lovely week.  We really love Warsaw and it is so nice to be in a familiar place, doing lots of things we were never able to do with 2 kids.  We could not help but bring one child (although baby #3 is still fairly portable).  Oh man, if I were even a couple more weeks pregnant I would not have been able to do this trip!  The baby is getting so big we can see her move in my belly, so cool and alien at the same time!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1fJ9gVDtdU4/TgO5DZy2bII/AAAAAAAAM10/csXYgy91Xmw/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1fJ9gVDtdU4/TgO5DZy2bII/AAAAAAAAM10/csXYgy91Xmw/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621540228003425410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have enjoyed some lovely weather, although the forecast said it was going to be a rainy week.  We enjoyed a day further exploring Lazienki Park and touring the interiors (not a kid friendly activity).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L4WZXrzJ0Xw/TgO5C8RCg6I/AAAAAAAAM1s/8uTuj0zokT0/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L4WZXrzJ0Xw/TgO5C8RCg6I/AAAAAAAAM1s/8uTuj0zokT0/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621540220076983202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hIAa5DxqR4A/TgO5CdupdVI/AAAAAAAAM1k/ywgLYYLyEVQ/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hIAa5DxqR4A/TgO5CdupdVI/AAAAAAAAM1k/ywgLYYLyEVQ/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621540211879671122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ugVLFr4ta4/TgO5CHchvJI/AAAAAAAAM1c/7UtZXP5no4U/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ugVLFr4ta4/TgO5CHchvJI/AAAAAAAAM1c/7UtZXP5no4U/s400/DSC_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621540205898087570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I am so used to being in Poland with a stroller and kids, we could not help but pose with another phil&amp;amp;teds and our friend's child. (We ran into some lovely people in Old Town today, it was a holiday today and we have had a great time, quite accidentally all day.)    It has been funny to not have a stroller and do crazy things like take the stairs.  I do miss having a place to keep a water-bottle, and we miss the kids a lot!  They are doing great at home, but their care-givers are tired!  Just a few more days. . . &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/36373336-1203481270628816071?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1203481270628816071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=1203481270628816071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/1203481270628816071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/1203481270628816071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/06/quick-hello.html' title='A quick hello'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iILuhU5xkOo/TgO5DuDCiJI/AAAAAAAAM18/R-6hHdkhwe0/s72-c/DSC_0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-6619676949770129545</id><published>2011-06-15T21:51:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T18:00:34.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Warsaw!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2609/25795dc0a3233aeaa712d2fe0e3b23bb/image/732fb7a9f4893138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:2609/25795dc0a3233aeaa712d2fe0e3b23bb/image/732fb7a9f4893138.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian is already back in Poland (left a week ago) and I am lucky to join him kid free this weekend! It will be strange to be there without kids, but almost 30 weeks pregnant, I was not up to a big trip with kids. (We thought we would go together but then we found out about baby #3 and after the Italy trip, it just was not possible. We have hired my nephew to help my mom with the kids and they will be in very good hands. I am a bit nervous to leave them and go so far, but they will do great.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lqDXUXVtlR4/TgO1M7Wu7gI/AAAAAAAAM1U/HoufENPFKE0/s1600/IMG_5502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lqDXUXVtlR4/TgO1M7Wu7gI/AAAAAAAAM1U/HoufENPFKE0/s400/IMG_5502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621535993584610818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We LOVE Warsaw and are so excited to see it in the summer! The Polish National Opera is doing 3 more shows of "The Fall of the House of Usher" the same production Brian was in in 2009. We are very happy he gets to return to the role. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-et8_GNaqReE/TgO1MTu1JFI/AAAAAAAAM1M/hMZM_n3wOdk/s1600/DSC_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-et8_GNaqReE/TgO1MTu1JFI/AAAAAAAAM1M/hMZM_n3wOdk/s400/DSC_0133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621535982948262994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2609/25795dc0a3233aeaa712d2fe0e3b23bb/image/2bd9b91954aa5f91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:2609/25795dc0a3233aeaa712d2fe0e3b23bb/image/2bd9b91954aa5f91.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opera houses us in an apartment in the Grand Theatre, which is awesome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ikivOgkHW4s/TgO0LLCD7xI/AAAAAAAAM1E/sc3CJ-JFPP8/s1600/DSC_0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ikivOgkHW4s/TgO0LLCD7xI/AAAAAAAAM1E/sc3CJ-JFPP8/s400/DSC_0178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621534863921508114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Yu6wTq2wik/TgO0KSVa0NI/AAAAAAAAM08/x5CqgJNMCT4/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Yu6wTq2wik/TgO0KSVa0NI/AAAAAAAAM08/x5CqgJNMCT4/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621534848701878482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2609/25795dc0a3233aeaa712d2fe0e3b23bb/image/42c85580e375bef4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:2609/25795dc0a3233aeaa712d2fe0e3b23bb/image/42c85580e375bef4.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theatre is just a couple blocks from Old Town. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2609/25795dc0a3233aeaa712d2fe0e3b23bb/image/d53c9095ad70fc0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:2609/25795dc0a3233aeaa712d2fe0e3b23bb/image/d53c9095ad70fc0.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zkm9xOVCD6k/TgO0J2t6rSI/AAAAAAAAM00/5CkaFoGU3v4/s1600/DSC_0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 378px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zkm9xOVCD6k/TgO0J2t6rSI/AAAAAAAAM00/5CkaFoGU3v4/s400/DSC_0460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621534841288437026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-66XxjG6My4g/TgO0JqXviAI/AAAAAAAAM0s/Dmysl_yAuog/s1600/DSC_0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-66XxjG6My4g/TgO0JqXviAI/AAAAAAAAM0s/Dmysl_yAuog/s400/DSC_0489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621534837974206466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6s8gX-H70_Q/TgO0JPp4OFI/AAAAAAAAM0k/WeWGpkAqQD0/s1600/DSC_0425%25402009-10-19T04%253B51%253B04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6s8gX-H70_Q/TgO0JPp4OFI/AAAAAAAAM0k/WeWGpkAqQD0/s400/DSC_0425%25402009-10-19T04%253B51%253B04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621534830802516050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss these little guys in Poland. Colin I think has some memories of our time there, Jane, probably not. It was a very great place to travel with kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2609/25795dc0a3233aeaa712d2fe0e3b23bb/image/2ea1e57ef8c6fe05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:2609/25795dc0a3233aeaa712d2fe0e3b23bb/image/2ea1e57ef8c6fe05.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2609/25795dc0a3233aeaa712d2fe0e3b23bb/image/161c9277b63e6d97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:2609/25795dc0a3233aeaa712d2fe0e3b23bb/image/161c9277b63e6d97.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&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/36373336-6619676949770129545?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6619676949770129545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=6619676949770129545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6619676949770129545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6619676949770129545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/06/back-to-warsaw.html' title='Back to Warsaw!!'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lqDXUXVtlR4/TgO1M7Wu7gI/AAAAAAAAM1U/HoufENPFKE0/s72-c/IMG_5502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-3939607361445314182</id><published>2011-06-06T22:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T22:52:27.942-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More recent photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8B-DKXVijT8/Te2SKPQmZbI/AAAAAAAAMzk/9YFYsz2QLn8/s1600/DSC_0530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8B-DKXVijT8/Te2SKPQmZbI/AAAAAAAAMzk/9YFYsz2QLn8/s400/DSC_0530.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also got to photograph this lovely mezzo.  She was very fun and gorgeous to photograph!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dD6S3Oztfxw/Te2SKSZV9ZI/AAAAAAAAMzs/PaH6bxPVi90/s1600/DSC_0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dD6S3Oztfxw/Te2SKSZV9ZI/AAAAAAAAMzs/PaH6bxPVi90/s400/DSC_0568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-armlBC-vAl0/Te2SKqhwVQI/AAAAAAAAMz0/b-RUeo-6CUU/s1600/DSC_0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-armlBC-vAl0/Te2SKqhwVQI/AAAAAAAAMz0/b-RUeo-6CUU/s400/DSC_0569.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fYiWQLrBh8I/Te2SLQP2Z6I/AAAAAAAAMz8/n_TNAr50kKA/s1600/DSC_0590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fYiWQLrBh8I/Te2SLQP2Z6I/AAAAAAAAMz8/n_TNAr50kKA/s400/DSC_0590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xGzyZBJS8pQ/Te2SLllbaMI/AAAAAAAAM0E/i6T8HsIJx74/s1600/DSC_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xGzyZBJS8pQ/Te2SLllbaMI/AAAAAAAAM0E/i6T8HsIJx74/s400/DSC_0624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-3939607361445314182?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3939607361445314182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=3939607361445314182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/3939607361445314182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/3939607361445314182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/06/more-recent-photos.html' title='More recent photos'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8B-DKXVijT8/Te2SKPQmZbI/AAAAAAAAMzk/9YFYsz2QLn8/s72-c/DSC_0530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-4109638062549932994</id><published>2011-06-06T22:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T22:48:45.698-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KFKCZGlI5yQ/Te2RR51FtnI/AAAAAAAAMy0/yanVMwZtHx4/s1600/DSC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KFKCZGlI5yQ/Te2RR51FtnI/AAAAAAAAMy0/yanVMwZtHx4/s400/DSC_0056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our lovely niece Kait is getting married in the Fall and we got to do her engagement photos not long ago.  We are so happy for her and Micah!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-grFnCXdHlJ8/Te2RSOqBJmI/AAAAAAAAMy8/czjPoK160zE/s1600/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-grFnCXdHlJ8/Te2RSOqBJmI/AAAAAAAAMy8/czjPoK160zE/s400/DSC_0075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mQnvH0HdUyo/Te2RSvkFG5I/AAAAAAAAMzE/I3VS4ts-X9c/s1600/DSC_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mQnvH0HdUyo/Te2RSvkFG5I/AAAAAAAAMzE/I3VS4ts-X9c/s400/DSC_0131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rrF8pYgjy6U/Te2RS1FpZeI/AAAAAAAAMzM/mWxwSV3tU9U/s1600/DSC_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rrF8pYgjy6U/Te2RS1FpZeI/AAAAAAAAMzM/mWxwSV3tU9U/s400/DSC_0137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QR7sk3RG8wQ/Te2RTa-QdaI/AAAAAAAAMzU/SwncuG76GTM/s1600/DSC_0071-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QR7sk3RG8wQ/Te2RTa-QdaI/AAAAAAAAMzU/SwncuG76GTM/s400/DSC_0071-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pg4a83GH-as/Te2RTxeR5TI/AAAAAAAAMzc/qdjIKSQgeXY/s1600/DSC_0106edit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pg4a83GH-as/Te2RTxeR5TI/AAAAAAAAMzc/qdjIKSQgeXY/s400/DSC_0106edit2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-4109638062549932994?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4109638062549932994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=4109638062549932994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/4109638062549932994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/4109638062549932994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/06/recent-photos.html' title='Recent photos'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KFKCZGlI5yQ/Te2RR51FtnI/AAAAAAAAMy0/yanVMwZtHx4/s72-c/DSC_0056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-7613666775939466995</id><published>2011-06-06T12:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T13:09:26.988-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday part 4-Cake Wreck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8skKHpv0zrU/Te0GN6jJaqI/AAAAAAAAMxU/3dvTSjjU69A/s1600/DSC_0838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8skKHpv0zrU/Te0GN6jJaqI/AAAAAAAAMxU/3dvTSjjU69A/s400/DSC_0838.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids got a Dora and Diego cookbook for Christmas and they really wanted to make the Dora castle cake.  We had an incident with the food color with the red lid on the yellow color paste.  I did not notice until too late, thanks to 2 kids screaming at me about who got to lick the bowl and the beater from the frosting.  So the cake was supposed to be purple but turned this dark green instead.  Oh well, we decided it was a rain forest cake.  I had been reading recently about using more natural food coloring and had even looked up where to buy some but a few times a year won't hurt too much (we hope).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hn8PgUB_x4k/Te0GOXvNySI/AAAAAAAAMxc/5rZds-IB55g/s1600/DSC_0840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hn8PgUB_x4k/Te0GOXvNySI/AAAAAAAAMxc/5rZds-IB55g/s400/DSC_0840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colin noticed that I had one gumdrop going the wrong way and he gave me a little talking to about following the recipe and the picture more carefully.  Thanks Colin.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dagy7EHZCAM/Te0GOv8V5II/AAAAAAAAMxk/CuE-8E_Yrew/s1600/DSC_0844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dagy7EHZCAM/Te0GOv8V5II/AAAAAAAAMxk/CuE-8E_Yrew/s400/DSC_0844.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jane was delighted.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3BH0wLMzzI/Te0GO_rDBpI/AAAAAAAAMxs/WWjtH3HVM_U/s1600/DSC_0849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3BH0wLMzzI/Te0GO_rDBpI/AAAAAAAAMxs/WWjtH3HVM_U/s400/DSC_0849.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was windy and Brian loves any reason to use the culinary torch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PnercjbLGf4/Te0GPcigx-I/AAAAAAAAMx0/GBqXBnJmf6M/s1600/DSC_0847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PnercjbLGf4/Te0GPcigx-I/AAAAAAAAMx0/GBqXBnJmf6M/s400/DSC_0847.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom got both our kids sparkler candles for their birthdays and they were very exciting.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4RQ5C_RIaCE/Te0GP60GblI/AAAAAAAAMx8/IAJEllmSQgY/s1600/DSC_0854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4RQ5C_RIaCE/Te0GP60GblI/AAAAAAAAMx8/IAJEllmSQgY/s400/DSC_0854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wlTto6AOvvQ/Te0GQFY2XFI/AAAAAAAAMyE/4_qVN0-38Ns/s1600/DSC_0851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wlTto6AOvvQ/Te0GQFY2XFI/AAAAAAAAMyE/4_qVN0-38Ns/s400/DSC_0851.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--C1vu362ZoM/Te0GQXu3NQI/AAAAAAAAMyM/emz_qq-hmUE/s1600/DSC_0856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--C1vu362ZoM/Te0GQXu3NQI/AAAAAAAAMyM/emz_qq-hmUE/s400/DSC_0856.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ezdc-IWKgkE/Te0GQ3tWKSI/AAAAAAAAMyU/BwgcT2mDmFA/s1600/DSC_0857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ezdc-IWKgkE/Te0GQ3tWKSI/AAAAAAAAMyU/BwgcT2mDmFA/s400/DSC_0857.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had some nice friends over (who sadly will be moving soon) to help us eat cake.  It was funny talking about our efforts to limit sugar as we continued to pick at the cake.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5x9uv6oxHjA/Te0GRGANNYI/AAAAAAAAMyc/WqNQ9_OW_2I/s1600/DSC_0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5x9uv6oxHjA/Te0GRGANNYI/AAAAAAAAMyc/WqNQ9_OW_2I/s400/DSC_0859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything was green. It is even green today on the other end if you know what I am talking about.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G5jaCiDJH7w/Te0GRf5SuBI/AAAAAAAAMyk/EDbMjhMjfMY/s1600/DSC_0869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G5jaCiDJH7w/Te0GRf5SuBI/AAAAAAAAMyk/EDbMjhMjfMY/s400/DSC_0869.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls were being very cute tossing the soccer ball and then the boys tackled Jane.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" div=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vclsNro_FXw/Te0GRsYP_RI/AAAAAAAAMys/CQJYiYzCmQc/s1600/DSC_0875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vclsNro_FXw/Te0GRsYP_RI/AAAAAAAAMys/CQJYiYzCmQc/s400/DSC_0875.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Again, Happy birthday little Jane!  We were also going to do a pinata but we had had enough for this year.  This however was Jane's first birthday home since she was born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36373336-7613666775939466995?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7613666775939466995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=7613666775939466995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/7613666775939466995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/7613666775939466995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/06/birthday-part-4-cake-wreck.html' title='Birthday part 4-Cake Wreck'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8skKHpv0zrU/Te0GN6jJaqI/AAAAAAAAMxU/3dvTSjjU69A/s72-c/DSC_0838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-6104630197639573928</id><published>2011-06-02T13:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T22:37:38.028-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kzXSYRAbAlA/TefIsBfsw-I/AAAAAAAAMv4/oOuk9OGFqEw/s1600/DSC_0765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kzXSYRAbAlA/TefIsBfsw-I/AAAAAAAAMv4/oOuk9OGFqEw/s400/DSC_0765.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And for part 3, we headed up to Park City.  Jane had not taken a nap but needed one so we had her sleep a bit in the car.  The last time we were in Park City it was 19 degrees.  The Park City Spring is further behind further down in the valley, tons of daffodils and tulips still.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  Sadly we were too late for the Kimball Arts Center (we always love seeing what is there.)  We actually spent most of our time in the LDS Family History Center since we knew there would be a bathroom for Colin's emergency.  There were some very nice missionaries who let the kids play some games on-line, gave the kids ice cream cones and sang to Jane for her birthday.  Jane was so cute when she realized the Happy Birthday song was for her.  Brian sang a few hymns for the missionaries too, it was really quite fun.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VI1J8cnx9JE/TefIsYosgrI/AAAAAAAAMwA/m_pnrkRa7oY/s1600/DSC_0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VI1J8cnx9JE/TefIsYosgrI/AAAAAAAAMwA/m_pnrkRa7oY/s400/DSC_0766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kids ran up Main Street. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dt4WezieqfM/TefIsYqqcxI/AAAAAAAAMwI/82kFGvEu8s4/s1600/DSC_0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dt4WezieqfM/TefIsYqqcxI/AAAAAAAAMwI/82kFGvEu8s4/s400/DSC_0770.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We found a little stage and were treated to a special Colin and Jane Dance Extravaganza.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot believe how big they both are!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XNozaDzfluE/TefIsqaVHVI/AAAAAAAAMwQ/vb_c4m-kr1Y/s1600/DSC_0775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XNozaDzfluE/TefIsqaVHVI/AAAAAAAAMwQ/vb_c4m-kr1Y/s400/DSC_0775.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OIZYqP8AEec/TefIs4ZWmTI/AAAAAAAAMwY/N4ty9y_VahU/s1600/DSC_0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OIZYqP8AEec/TefIs4ZWmTI/AAAAAAAAMwY/N4ty9y_VahU/s400/DSC_0777.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VoDFX4YLNNk/TefItAsXfKI/AAAAAAAAMwg/Py7Kc55DxAg/s1600/DSC_0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VoDFX4YLNNk/TefItAsXfKI/AAAAAAAAMwg/Py7Kc55DxAg/s400/DSC_0781.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love it when they get along.  I would like to think we are at about 60% getting a long and 40% fighting.  It is hard to tell.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AqsV8DtkZIA/TefItRYlq8I/AAAAAAAAMwo/DmVJTXTj8CU/s1600/DSC_0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AqsV8DtkZIA/TefItRYlq8I/AAAAAAAAMwo/DmVJTXTj8CU/s400/DSC_0788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nazmaov6xhA/TefItZSj8tI/AAAAAAAAMww/BaGQUTf3gF8/s1600/DSC_0791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nazmaov6xhA/TefItZSj8tI/AAAAAAAAMww/BaGQUTf3gF8/s400/DSC_0791.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also ran down Main Street.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-usyQwifhURU/TefItmaTvDI/AAAAAAAAMw4/74s0NfjkbJ8/s1600/DSC_0793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-usyQwifhURU/TefItmaTvDI/AAAAAAAAMw4/74s0NfjkbJ8/s400/DSC_0793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the pay and display parking meters were amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YnhlcBqkngg/TefIt7GMMbI/AAAAAAAAMxA/3kSceaK_7zc/s1600/DSC_0794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YnhlcBqkngg/TefIt7GMMbI/AAAAAAAAMxA/3kSceaK_7zc/s400/DSC_0794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AND we watched some construction!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l8qO9PThhJE/TefIuFdq9sI/AAAAAAAAMxI/9VurvyBWOXM/s1600/DSC_0796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l8qO9PThhJE/TefIuFdq9sI/AAAAAAAAMxI/9VurvyBWOXM/s400/DSC_0796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;Happy birthday sweet little Jane Emmeline!!!  We are so happy and lucky to have you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36373336-6104630197639573928?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6104630197639573928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=6104630197639573928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6104630197639573928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6104630197639573928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/06/birthday-part-3.html' title='Birthday part 3'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kzXSYRAbAlA/TefIsBfsw-I/AAAAAAAAMv4/oOuk9OGFqEw/s72-c/DSC_0765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-1862974370518622427</id><published>2011-06-02T13:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T22:23:05.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XpIGA6vjhqs/TefHnO11_hI/AAAAAAAAMvI/RFMoknsVU3U/s1600/DSC_0719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XpIGA6vjhqs/TefHnO11_hI/AAAAAAAAMvI/RFMoknsVU3U/s400/DSC_0719.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the next part of the birthday, we went to a little local indoor playplace to ride the big rides.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FT5dvLMr3xY/TefHnUV28yI/AAAAAAAAMvQ/2IXDWGTb02o/s1600/DSC_0731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FT5dvLMr3xY/TefHnUV28yI/AAAAAAAAMvQ/2IXDWGTb02o/s400/DSC_0731.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The little roller coaster goes pretty fast!  The kids love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5JdLdYwnd9s/TefHnuPOz2I/AAAAAAAAMvY/eD4AlUbJty8/s1600/DSC_0735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5JdLdYwnd9s/TefHnuPOz2I/AAAAAAAAMvY/eD4AlUbJty8/s400/DSC_0735.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ride goes forwards and backwards, and this was Colin's reaction to when it started to go backwards.  I think it is kind of funny because just a few days earlier Colin had something going on that produced a lot of vomit.  It actually was not funny, and happened near the top of our open, wooden stairs that go down 3 floors.  He had had a lot of grape juice and there was purple vomit on both sides of the walls down all three flights.  Poor Brian had to do the clean up as I attended to Colin.  We also had a friend over who took it very well and stayed to help take care of Jane.  I think a lot of people would have taken that as a cue to leave as quick as possible.  Thank goodness for patient friends who know that sometimes kids vomit.  Thanks goodness too it was a quick bug that did not go onto infect anyone else!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jspYjqE1XPs/TefHnuZxADI/AAAAAAAAMvg/YjYdUKdD-ug/s1600/DSC_0742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jspYjqE1XPs/TefHnuZxADI/AAAAAAAAMvg/YjYdUKdD-ug/s400/DSC_0742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n67q_2ugHLo/TefHn3o4IlI/AAAAAAAAMvo/QlSPww6jRXw/s1600/DSC_0745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n67q_2ugHLo/TefHn3o4IlI/AAAAAAAAMvo/QlSPww6jRXw/s400/DSC_0745.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; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxdIWO1XE0k/TefHoS2VP5I/AAAAAAAAMvw/a56CsfnARAs/s1600/DSC_0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxdIWO1XE0k/TefHoS2VP5I/AAAAAAAAMvw/a56CsfnARAs/s400/DSC_0758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-1862974370518622427?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1862974370518622427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=1862974370518622427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/1862974370518622427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/1862974370518622427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/06/birthday-part-2.html' title='Birthday part 2'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XpIGA6vjhqs/TefHnO11_hI/AAAAAAAAMvI/RFMoknsVU3U/s72-c/DSC_0719.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-9204756299459408005</id><published>2011-06-02T13:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T22:13:30.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OcoMkgt_pEg/TefGhCLb_VI/AAAAAAAAMtw/dc_54qle044/s1600/DSC_0714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OcoMkgt_pEg/TefGhCLb_VI/AAAAAAAAMtw/dc_54qle044/s400/DSC_0714.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have a 3 year old!!!  We had a fun day for Jane in 3 parts (with a couple more birthday things this coming weekend).  She is such a delightful child in so many sweet ways, but the tyrannical threes may be evident already!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i7hML2Rd2c4/TefGhQJ76BI/AAAAAAAAMt4/BfrqrC1GHP0/s1600/DSC_0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i7hML2Rd2c4/TefGhQJ76BI/AAAAAAAAMt4/BfrqrC1GHP0/s400/DSC_0679.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had fun opening a pile of presents.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hK-ZqEgEDZo/TefGhZ95kaI/AAAAAAAAMuA/5kkcxLRZoAY/s1600/DSC_0680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hK-ZqEgEDZo/TefGhZ95kaI/AAAAAAAAMuA/5kkcxLRZoAY/s400/DSC_0680.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XvcabMoSsbI/TefGhvTo2lI/AAAAAAAAMuI/eIBfd4z7yvU/s1600/DSC_0682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XvcabMoSsbI/TefGhvTo2lI/AAAAAAAAMuI/eIBfd4z7yvU/s400/DSC_0682.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tvD5XxzT9r0/TefGh3OWUHI/AAAAAAAAMuQ/PhLj4fc3D98/s1600/DSC_0689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tvD5XxzT9r0/TefGh3OWUHI/AAAAAAAAMuQ/PhLj4fc3D98/s400/DSC_0689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We mainly got her baby type things for her dolls so she can do her own mommy things with her babies when the new baby comes.  Hope it helps!!  She (and Colin) as so excited for a new sister.  They talk to the baby all the time and give my belly cuddles and Jane especially all the time talks about how much she loves the new baby.  Hope it lasts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RXgO18o6w4k/TefGiCdrqkI/AAAAAAAAMuY/CvW9uXZWAMc/s1600/DSC_0688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RXgO18o6w4k/TefGiCdrqkI/AAAAAAAAMuY/CvW9uXZWAMc/s400/DSC_0688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was a little excited.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4QU6NYwoZfM/TefGil59psI/AAAAAAAAMug/hS0NjempK3s/s1600/DSC_0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4QU6NYwoZfM/TefGil59psI/AAAAAAAAMug/hS0NjempK3s/s400/DSC_0696.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wAjCFSV6c-g/TefGizaAl_I/AAAAAAAAMuo/opKEaP47Jro/s1600/DSC_0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wAjCFSV6c-g/TefGizaAl_I/AAAAAAAAMuo/opKEaP47Jro/s400/DSC_0703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yes, we forgot to get actual birthday candles, but for the weekend she has a #3 sparkler for her big cake.  She did not mind the tea lights.  She had her birthday crown from her Grandma Stucki and a new princess skirt from Grandma Hinckley.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pQtVvPh6Bos/TefGi-ieEiI/AAAAAAAAMuw/z1NFyY5aEfM/s1600/DSC_0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pQtVvPh6Bos/TefGi-ieEiI/AAAAAAAAMuw/z1NFyY5aEfM/s400/DSC_0708.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WKTgoJGDGW0/TefGjO1QSsI/AAAAAAAAMu4/0zJprHzi580/s1600/DSC_0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WKTgoJGDGW0/TefGjO1QSsI/AAAAAAAAMu4/0zJprHzi580/s400/DSC_0711.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And she would have been happy if I had just put frosting in the little mini muffin papers.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9V3MuClv2DY/TefGjqcb-5I/AAAAAAAAMvA/xxVPfPBQXEY/s1600/DSC_0712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9V3MuClv2DY/TefGjqcb-5I/AAAAAAAAMvA/xxVPfPBQXEY/s400/DSC_0712.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-9204756299459408005?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/9204756299459408005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=9204756299459408005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/9204756299459408005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/9204756299459408005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/06/birthday-part-1.html' title='Birthday part 1'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OcoMkgt_pEg/TefGhCLb_VI/AAAAAAAAMtw/dc_54qle044/s72-c/DSC_0714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-2245161599586401671</id><published>2011-05-25T01:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T01:29:35.652-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool Grad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmPma_ImJSU/TdyPpX0qWHI/AAAAAAAAMtI/ahz4QRzQ0tQ/s1600/DSC_0442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmPma_ImJSU/TdyPpX0qWHI/AAAAAAAAMtI/ahz4QRzQ0tQ/s400/DSC_0442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Although it seems a bit much, Colin's preschool had an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;elaborate&lt;/span&gt; graduation program. He has had a very great teacher who works very hard, and Colin was SO excited! Jane loved the program too, actually sat pretty still and listened to all the songs. In the above photo he is doing his sign language solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_rzQ7bgu5FQ/TdyPprPn7lI/AAAAAAAAMtQ/_eXGrVwxYXA/s1600/DSC_0463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_rzQ7bgu5FQ/TdyPprPn7lI/AAAAAAAAMtQ/_eXGrVwxYXA/s400/DSC_0463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I LOVE this photo! So preschool. Sometimes you need to put a shirt on your head, and who knows what Colin was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dsSGBGTJEgE/TdyPphnjddI/AAAAAAAAMtY/yqhJ3icp5ZQ/s1600/DSC_0476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dsSGBGTJEgE/TdyPphnjddI/AAAAAAAAMtY/yqhJ3icp5ZQ/s400/DSC_0476.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Colin is the tallest in his class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CUe40-yA9Pg/TdyPp3bvkEI/AAAAAAAAMtg/SJDaeJjIRNk/s1600/DSC_0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CUe40-yA9Pg/TdyPp3bvkEI/AAAAAAAAMtg/SJDaeJjIRNk/s400/DSC_0489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He got to keep his cap and gown, and loves his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tassel&lt;/span&gt;!! He got very serious, must have felt the pressure of oncoming kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;He is such a sweet little guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OB7kZmRr58g/TdyPqXxnsSI/AAAAAAAAMto/JDBmvBgyENg/s1600/DSC_0490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OB7kZmRr58g/TdyPqXxnsSI/AAAAAAAAMto/JDBmvBgyENg/s400/DSC_0490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&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/36373336-2245161599586401671?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2245161599586401671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=2245161599586401671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2245161599586401671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2245161599586401671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/05/preschool-grad.html' title='Preschool Grad'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmPma_ImJSU/TdyPpX0qWHI/AAAAAAAAMtI/ahz4QRzQ0tQ/s72-c/DSC_0442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-1801506816987490917</id><published>2011-05-18T00:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T00:17:28.088-04:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the tulips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qp1_NFJ7Mpk/TdNE5snT0UI/AAAAAAAAMrQ/5jkwTpp8ENk/s1600/DSC_0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qp1_NFJ7Mpk/TdNE5snT0UI/AAAAAAAAMrQ/5jkwTpp8ENk/s400/DSC_0426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have finally had some nice weather (but a little more snow today).  On Sunday night we headed down to Temple Square since we had not seen the tulips and we knew they would be gone soon.  They were already taking out some of the tulip beds but we still saw many lovely flowers.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UMpL8I4l2ZY/TdNE52gdF2I/AAAAAAAAMrY/P57Xo4v0e1E/s1600/DSC_0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UMpL8I4l2ZY/TdNE52gdF2I/AAAAAAAAMrY/P57Xo4v0e1E/s400/DSC_0355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted some photos with the kids and this is the behavior we have to deal with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-70qYd8J-mtU/TdNE6AQy42I/AAAAAAAAMrg/z51HRQbOVrg/s1600/DSC_0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-70qYd8J-mtU/TdNE6AQy42I/AAAAAAAAMrg/z51HRQbOVrg/s400/DSC_0358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXTMh1FGmKM/TdNE6YUN17I/AAAAAAAAMro/nhuwKoRDY2A/s1600/DSC_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXTMh1FGmKM/TdNE6YUN17I/AAAAAAAAMro/nhuwKoRDY2A/s400/DSC_0360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spend most of our time at Temple Square going from fountain to fountain, the kids love water!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am getting very pregnant.  I'm 2/3 of the way, fully third term!  Second trimester went by pretty fast, and probably faster than the 3rd will go.  Sadly, some of my discomforts of pregnancy have hit earlier this time around.  I also am totally waddling, oh well.  Baby #3 is a very wiggly little girl.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7VDvETpk45Y/TdNE6iap5KI/AAAAAAAAMrw/sgNNH1kv_1c/s1600/DSC_0376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7VDvETpk45Y/TdNE6iap5KI/AAAAAAAAMrw/sgNNH1kv_1c/s400/DSC_0376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Many lovely flowers.  Our kids love tulips.  We have lost a lot in our yard to a couple of deer who have been visiting.  It is quite annoying to see our personal lovely tulips mowed down by stay deer.  They better be gone before there is much in the garden!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Ics23bBJUo/TdNE60G6v9I/AAAAAAAAMr4/UbuGQjTgpic/s1600/DSC_0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Ics23bBJUo/TdNE60G6v9I/AAAAAAAAMr4/UbuGQjTgpic/s400/DSC_0377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2pZlFCD5x8/TdNE7A50I3I/AAAAAAAAMsA/RxFW7psHyQ4/s1600/DSC_0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2pZlFCD5x8/TdNE7A50I3I/AAAAAAAAMsA/RxFW7psHyQ4/s400/DSC_0383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something went wrong with Jane's pretty.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bveRqreTE2k/TdNE7W4Uq2I/AAAAAAAAMsI/GOGVDQRkmko/s1600/DSC_0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bveRqreTE2k/TdNE7W4Uq2I/AAAAAAAAMsI/GOGVDQRkmko/s400/DSC_0384.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always happy to see a fairly normal photo of Colin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VBE2Wl6FNos/TdNE7ifsUuI/AAAAAAAAMsQ/ItDl64kDSnQ/s1600/DSC_0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VBE2Wl6FNos/TdNE7ifsUuI/AAAAAAAAMsQ/ItDl64kDSnQ/s400/DSC_0388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jane being asked to please not climb so high.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NkPN6Ukr08I/TdNE8G1WuYI/AAAAAAAAMsY/CSSghSWXyF0/s1600/DSC_0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NkPN6Ukr08I/TdNE8G1WuYI/AAAAAAAAMsY/CSSghSWXyF0/s400/DSC_0392.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R7jW-5D-9bs/TdNE8v62IgI/AAAAAAAAMsg/Xjru_5bSq30/s1600/DSC_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R7jW-5D-9bs/TdNE8v62IgI/AAAAAAAAMsg/Xjru_5bSq30/s400/DSC_0406.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3822zePqL-s/TdNE85H7dwI/AAAAAAAAMso/FO60aWr3cfA/s1600/DSC_0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3822zePqL-s/TdNE85H7dwI/AAAAAAAAMso/FO60aWr3cfA/s400/DSC_0412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Byg38ikXwbY/TdNE9F8JpvI/AAAAAAAAMsw/NF2R_gs5JlE/s1600/DSC_0421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Byg38ikXwbY/TdNE9F8JpvI/AAAAAAAAMsw/NF2R_gs5JlE/s400/DSC_0421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is some open grass so there was some freeze tag.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GIO_HYCLumY/TdNE9V2MVXI/AAAAAAAAMs4/9MCIR7KHGV8/s1600/DSC_0424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GIO_HYCLumY/TdNE9V2MVXI/AAAAAAAAMs4/9MCIR7KHGV8/s400/DSC_0424.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ngoHIxpRzI0/TdNE972I0KI/AAAAAAAAMtA/ET-E7PLL50A/s1600/DSC_0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ngoHIxpRzI0/TdNE972I0KI/AAAAAAAAMtA/ET-E7PLL50A/s400/DSC_0434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-1801506816987490917?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1801506816987490917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=1801506816987490917' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/1801506816987490917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/1801506816987490917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/05/end-of-tulips.html' title='End of the tulips'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qp1_NFJ7Mpk/TdNE5snT0UI/AAAAAAAAMrQ/5jkwTpp8ENk/s72-c/DSC_0426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-6438372541271103871</id><published>2011-05-15T16:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T16:27:47.927-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seattle Aquarium</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bzp1fVftfHc/TdA0JUbaDjI/AAAAAAAAMqQ/OO7tv3OrLY0/s1600/DSC_0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bzp1fVftfHc/TdA0JUbaDjI/AAAAAAAAMqQ/OO7tv3OrLY0/s400/DSC_0349.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent the last week in the Seattle area to visit Brian's family as travel in June is out with a trip to Poland and I will not be fit to travel July and August.  Sadly, we got zero &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Stucki&lt;/span&gt; photos, even though several times we intended to get out the camera.   Guess it is more fun to see and interact with family than take photos of them.   We met my sister at the Seattle Aquarium and did take some photos there. To the delight of our children,  my sister let her 8 year old skip school to play with us.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Lviy0uy7hk/TdA0JjbiHgI/AAAAAAAAMqY/mxdxuUPLc44/s1600/DSC_0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Lviy0uy7hk/TdA0JjbiHgI/AAAAAAAAMqY/mxdxuUPLc44/s400/DSC_0294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids were a little too shy to touch many things.  Brian wondered if the touch pools were where the bad starfish had to go for punishment.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CxrbsTYSBwc/TdA0JzB5gEI/AAAAAAAAMqg/KeDMCECbeRk/s1600/DSC_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CxrbsTYSBwc/TdA0JzB5gEI/AAAAAAAAMqg/KeDMCECbeRk/s400/DSC_0303.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cute cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X2ESK3u16vc/TdA0J6gDcGI/AAAAAAAAMqo/wo7JPZF1VeY/s1600/DSC_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X2ESK3u16vc/TdA0J6gDcGI/AAAAAAAAMqo/wo7JPZF1VeY/s400/DSC_0307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colin adores his cousin Maggie.  We stayed with them when Brian was working with Seattle Opera and Colin learned a lot about playing from her.  I like this photo of him trying to do just what she is doing.  She is nearly 3 years older but they still have a good time, I think because Colin loves to do anything she wants.  I really hope they stay good friends.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fQwAOnbjqWs/TdA0KCyJZhI/AAAAAAAAMqw/E4kCXMh5Xk0/s1600/DSC_0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fQwAOnbjqWs/TdA0KCyJZhI/AAAAAAAAMqw/E4kCXMh5Xk0/s400/DSC_0313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the little hands.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aWJTE1NX2Ao/TdA0KdbRgKI/AAAAAAAAMq4/smG5Kp8N18c/s1600/DSC_0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aWJTE1NX2Ao/TdA0KdbRgKI/AAAAAAAAMq4/smG5Kp8N18c/s400/DSC_0321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W4w6I1hT7dE/TdA0Ko7KiNI/AAAAAAAAMrA/XYInmS_Q-yg/s1600/DSC_0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W4w6I1hT7dE/TdA0Ko7KiNI/AAAAAAAAMrA/XYInmS_Q-yg/s400/DSC_0334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jane climbed up to this little pool where tides kept coming in.  It surprised her every time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QmeQHR3czP0/TdA0K2JezWI/AAAAAAAAMrI/C4Ey-btofYQ/s1600/DSC_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QmeQHR3czP0/TdA0K2JezWI/AAAAAAAAMrI/C4Ey-btofYQ/s400/DSC_0346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QmeQHR3czP0/TdA0K2JezWI/AAAAAAAAMrI/C4Ey-btofYQ/s1600/DSC_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-6438372541271103871?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6438372541271103871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=6438372541271103871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6438372541271103871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6438372541271103871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/05/seattle-aquarium.html' title='Seattle Aquarium'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bzp1fVftfHc/TdA0JUbaDjI/AAAAAAAAMqQ/OO7tv3OrLY0/s72-c/DSC_0349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-6017929415821528951</id><published>2011-05-14T10:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T10:32:45.224-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairy Ninja</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AS5VEPGNSek/Tc6R2J1jA9I/AAAAAAAAMp4/B1Nm63tm6g0/s1600/DSC_0291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AS5VEPGNSek/Tc6R2J1jA9I/AAAAAAAAMp4/B1Nm63tm6g0/s400/DSC_0291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colin recently acquired a new ninja sword, making him pull out the ninja masks we brought home from Japan.  Jane had to get hers out too, but paired it with her fairy wings.  I love the combination of big brother influence and girly girly-ness.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gz3U60Ry544/Tc6R2QhB-CI/AAAAAAAAMqA/G8Yg3z3cYow/s1600/DSC_0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gz3U60Ry544/Tc6R2QhB-CI/AAAAAAAAMqA/G8Yg3z3cYow/s400/DSC_0290.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEv40Hptv0w/Tc6R2kA0hfI/AAAAAAAAMqI/fpFQdqN4Jk0/s1600/DSC_0289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEv40Hptv0w/Tc6R2kA0hfI/AAAAAAAAMqI/fpFQdqN4Jk0/s400/DSC_0289.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-6017929415821528951?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6017929415821528951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=6017929415821528951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6017929415821528951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6017929415821528951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/05/fairy-ninja.html' title='Fairy Ninja'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AS5VEPGNSek/Tc6R2J1jA9I/AAAAAAAAMp4/B1Nm63tm6g0/s72-c/DSC_0291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-7578917795200565490</id><published>2011-05-02T11:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T12:43:13.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I wrote this for the phil&amp;amp;teds blog and while it has not posted yet, thought I would post it here too.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have had many restaurant adventures with our kids, some good, some not so good. Here are a handful of things that have helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kZYZmeoa4gY/Tbw6rTUczYI/AAAAAAAAMoo/YRCaugQfUTE/s1600/DSC_0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kZYZmeoa4gY/Tbw6rTUczYI/AAAAAAAAMoo/YRCaugQfUTE/s400/DSC_0809.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above, Brian with our kids in Victoria &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BC's&lt;/span&gt; Chinatown. I love how Brian looks like he has had enough. There are definitely some days when I would rather do anything else but take our kids to a restaurant. When living on the road as a nomadic opera family we have not had other options at times (only so many meals you can eat in a hotel room).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1-We love appetisers, or if we are going to a place we are not familiar with, we bring some food to keep kids happy. At times this can ruin kids appetite but we enjoy quiet, happy children while eating out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-It feels like lame parenting, but we have used our portable DVD player and my husband's smart phone to keep kids quiet and happily plugged in when needed. We try to use this as the exception but at times it is necessary (and nice). We were in Italy not long ago and thanks to the bread sticks and the cartoon Pinocchio on my husband's phone, we were able to wait for our food in relative peace in a restaurant we were dying to try. (It was worth it too for this restaurant! We had these amazing stuffed squash flowers that were unlike anything we have ever eaten! We had amazing food in Rome and really bad food too. Beware of restaurants that speak to you in English and serve dinner early!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n1-W5Qt7Zwo/Tbw6rnQtYlI/AAAAAAAAMow/ac-RXJIT9Rs/s1600/DSC_1037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n1-W5Qt7Zwo/Tbw6rnQtYlI/AAAAAAAAMow/ac-RXJIT9Rs/s400/DSC_1037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3-At times, I feel like whatever works and keeps kids happy is worth it, even if a little gross. The above photo is from a Mexican restaurant in San Angel just outside of Mexico City. Our son was about 16 months old and kept himself busy for a long time making the above concoction. It was a water bottle layered with corn tortillas, beans, orange rind and anything else that was in front of our son. My husband and I were able to eat relatively calmly, even with this disgusting thing on our table. Our son continued to drink the water even when it was full of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-npGOisYWst8/Tbw6rgHG7ZI/AAAAAAAAMo4/W1AfUdVOPP8/s1600/DSC_1132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-npGOisYWst8/Tbw6rgHG7ZI/AAAAAAAAMo4/W1AfUdVOPP8/s400/DSC_1132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-Sometimes all your best efforts will not be enough. The above photo is our son on the floor of the famous Opera Bar in Mexico City. He was done and had started exploring and saying hello to other people trying to have their meals. Lucky for us he is cute and Mexicans loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WHOboCcc9MQ/Tbw6r_AWLEI/AAAAAAAAMpA/3UuvjlhnM_A/s1600/DSC_0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WHOboCcc9MQ/Tbw6r_AWLEI/AAAAAAAAMpA/3UuvjlhnM_A/s400/DSC_0643.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5-Bring a good bib while your child is little to keep them and yourself cleaner. I LOVE the bibs with sleeves! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt; sells some good ones or we have had a couple of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bumkins-Waterproof-Junior-Bib-Guppies/dp/B003X26ITO/ref=sr_1_8?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1304350885&amp;amp;sr=8-8"&gt;these brands&lt;/a&gt;, they have lasted very well too. Bring lots of wipes to clean up after yourself and tip your server well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6-Especially in Europe, we have typically brought our own baby chair as many restaurants do not have children's chairs. We travel with a booster chair that is a little bulky but is worth it to take with us. (We have yet to get a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;phil&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;teds clip-on chair as many times we have been in apartments or hotel rooms where we could not clip on such a chair. We do have a new wriggle wrapper for baby #3. I wish we had the wriggle wrapper for #2 but we did not know about it in time!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7-When possible, ask if it is possible to sit away from other people. We went for some great Ethiopian food in Tel &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aviv&lt;/span&gt; (there is some amazing food in Israel!). Our son had some extra energy that night so we asked to sit on the patio. It was very nice for him to have a little space and not bother other in the restaurant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Below is our son at the Ethiopian restaurant. You can see in his eyes he was up to no good that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vLPduUBPb2Y/Tb7Lb4TvROI/AAAAAAAAMpo/4EE-FI8ex9g/s1600/DSC_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vLPduUBPb2Y/Tb7Lb4TvROI/AAAAAAAAMpo/4EE-FI8ex9g/s400/DSC_0353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a funny time in Paris when our son was just about 2 years old. We were at a restaurant that had many &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mustards&lt;/span&gt; and condiments in the middle of the table. We moved them out of our son's reach but every time the waiter came to our table, he very fastidiously re-positioned them in the center of the table. He seemed very disapproving that we would move them as I suppose our 2 year old should know not to touch them. Oh well, it was not a great restaurant and we ended up eating a lot of street crepes in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also found you can’t believe everything you read in a guidebook. One of our books for Warsaw, Poland claimed that “Rooster” was a great family eating establishment. There was one a short walk from our apartment, so we ventured in one evening for dinner. As it turns out, “Rooster” is modeled on the American “Hooters” experience, where the waitresses do not have much to wear. After being seated, our waitress came to take our orders and our three-year-old son wanted to know why she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t wearing any trousers. However they did have a baby chair, crayons for kids and popcorn on the table. Our kids had a good time and the food was pretty good (we were hungry). We did not need to go back however. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, just one more story from our first day in Jerusalem. It was very hot and from a lot of walking we were starving and out of water. I saw a sign for the Cafe of All Nations , so we headed up to it. It was a very funny little place. We walked in and it did not seem like a cafe at all. They had some old ice creams and drinks, but it did not seem like there was any food. There was a glass display case that seemed like it would have food but it was empty. We asked the man if they had sandwiches as the sign had suggested and he said yes, or course, and listed off what we could have. We asked for two &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;falafel&lt;/span&gt;, so he made some phone calls and seemed to have sent a fax, and a few minutes later a car drove up, handed the man a black plastic bag from which he produced our lunch. It was a very strange little place and Brian asked me if I wanted to go there because I suspected it might be strange. But the food was pretty good (Brian liked the hint of lemon on the hummus), we had a place to sit and drink cold water. The man was very sweet with Colin and had him laughing a lot with 'gimme five' and some rather alarming vocal noises. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0NlF1Bn3byo/Tb7LcKUlHzI/AAAAAAAAMpw/V4ZWHtRQV4M/s1600/DSC_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0NlF1Bn3byo/Tb7LcKUlHzI/AAAAAAAAMpw/V4ZWHtRQV4M/s400/DSC_0116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brian and Colin at the Cafe of All Nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What are your best, or worst experiences eating out with kids?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36373336-7578917795200565490?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7578917795200565490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=7578917795200565490' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/7578917795200565490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/7578917795200565490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/05/eating-out.html' title='Eating Out!'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kZYZmeoa4gY/Tbw6rTUczYI/AAAAAAAAMoo/YRCaugQfUTE/s72-c/DSC_0809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-2796530883640416960</id><published>2011-04-30T12:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T12:50:31.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a ketchup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R4_2jXEnMZo/Tbw7yKINUnI/AAAAAAAAMpI/iqEuBOIAWuo/s1600/DSC_0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R4_2jXEnMZo/Tbw7yKINUnI/AAAAAAAAMpI/iqEuBOIAWuo/s400/DSC_0282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I first hear about the uses of little ketchup packets for medicinal purposes from Sue Anne.  I believe it was her sister-in-law Jeanette (who we later became friends with AND she is a long lost cousin of mine, anyway) she would freeze the fast food ketchup packets for little kid-sized ice packs.  My kids are somehow hurting themselves &lt;i&gt;all &lt;/i&gt;the time and they have LOVED having their own ice packs.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xjeBU6RGPng/Tbw7yGPZINI/AAAAAAAAMpQ/GNAJKTDadBg/s1600/DSC_0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xjeBU6RGPng/Tbw7yGPZINI/AAAAAAAAMpQ/GNAJKTDadBg/s400/DSC_0281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is nice too because our freezer is on the bottom.  Anytime there is a little bonk,  the non-injured sibling loves to run to the freezer to get the ice pack.  It is just enough of a distraction to make the pain of whatever happened usually go away very quickly.  Jane has chewed through a couple of them to eat the ketchup, but that has not happened in a while.  I guess we could go by a Taco Bell sometime to give her a little spice.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c7JNtl3lNtA/Tbw7yXcwwGI/AAAAAAAAMpY/RNhXfCIWC_0/s1600/DSC_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c7JNtl3lNtA/Tbw7yXcwwGI/AAAAAAAAMpY/RNhXfCIWC_0/s400/DSC_0283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;Colin was posing for me and knew to make a sad face.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36373336-2796530883640416960?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2796530883640416960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=2796530883640416960' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2796530883640416960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2796530883640416960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-need-ketchup.html' title='I need a ketchup'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R4_2jXEnMZo/Tbw7yKINUnI/AAAAAAAAMpI/iqEuBOIAWuo/s72-c/DSC_0282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-5739907778508905362</id><published>2011-04-29T15:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T15:23:20.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SLBlHZRiRaU/TbsODxkRO9I/AAAAAAAAMnw/ZosDshTmcC4/s1600/DSC_0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SLBlHZRiRaU/TbsODxkRO9I/AAAAAAAAMnw/ZosDshTmcC4/s400/DSC_0262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our rug not long after the Easter Bunny came.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have shoes everywhere in our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eF8ejMRsLRc/TbsOEBlMVyI/AAAAAAAAMn4/UxjODrU67Cw/s1600/DSC_0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eF8ejMRsLRc/TbsOEBlMVyI/AAAAAAAAMn4/UxjODrU67Cw/s400/DSC_0269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone got a ring pop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jCSy0A6PBak/TbsOEUGk_6I/AAAAAAAAMoA/VGI3lOi2PzU/s1600/DSC_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jCSy0A6PBak/TbsOEUGk_6I/AAAAAAAAMoA/VGI3lOi2PzU/s400/DSC_0271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think this is only the 3rd time since Brian and I have been married that we colored eggs, and the first time we did it with kids. (We have spent a lot of Easters away from home.)   Ideally we would have done this sooner and let the Easter Bunny hide these eggs too but instead, we colored them after dinner.  Our kids were delighted and actually do love hard boiled eggs.  Very exciting.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fx94XnNwo1Y/TbsOEkbh8eI/AAAAAAAAMoI/AftREBbJ_oY/s1600/DSC_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fx94XnNwo1Y/TbsOEkbh8eI/AAAAAAAAMoI/AftREBbJ_oY/s400/DSC_0274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made them take of clothes, I already do enough laundry and did not want to deal with more stains. (Although, has anyone noticed how the liquid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OxyClean&lt;/span&gt; foams up on grass stains?  I kind of love that.)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--1fKVWR3KUw/TbsOE6HNzwI/AAAAAAAAMoQ/zuzVUT6T4AY/s1600/DSC_0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--1fKVWR3KUw/TbsOE6HNzwI/AAAAAAAAMoQ/zuzVUT6T4AY/s400/DSC_0276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brian got some little q-tip things that were filled with color too.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PrmHyWWogiA/TbsOFFf7ZqI/AAAAAAAAMoY/QtCDpbmyEVM/s1600/DSC_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PrmHyWWogiA/TbsOFFf7ZqI/AAAAAAAAMoY/QtCDpbmyEVM/s400/DSC_0278.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TkWGQ3kdmpE/TbsOFZ9GbrI/AAAAAAAAMog/-xGlX1Fw6oo/s1600/DSC_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TkWGQ3kdmpE/TbsOFZ9GbrI/AAAAAAAAMog/-xGlX1Fw6oo/s400/DSC_0267.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;And we ended the day with this lovely mango tart.  Brian has a major disagreement with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;Cook Illustrated on this one since they say that mango is too weepy for tarts.  Turned out just fine.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36373336-5739907778508905362?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5739907778508905362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=5739907778508905362' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5739907778508905362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5739907778508905362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-aftermath.html' title='Easter aftermath'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SLBlHZRiRaU/TbsODxkRO9I/AAAAAAAAMnw/ZosDshTmcC4/s72-c/DSC_0262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-7900342025040522898</id><published>2011-04-24T18:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T18:18:27.677-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTz4bIr-Zfk/TbShSGYmglI/AAAAAAAAMnI/3c4uQa4YFWY/s1600/DSC_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTz4bIr-Zfk/TbShSGYmglI/AAAAAAAAMnI/3c4uQa4YFWY/s400/DSC_0244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colin and Jane looked pretty cute in their pale greens.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mYyIzN3Nmv8/TbShSWCTORI/AAAAAAAAMnQ/TXzNpFy9hg4/s1600/DSC_0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mYyIzN3Nmv8/TbShSWCTORI/AAAAAAAAMnQ/TXzNpFy9hg4/s400/DSC_0241.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Al2DrlI8Pyc/TbShSsHdybI/AAAAAAAAMnY/WGMIKjWos9s/s1600/DSC_0251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Al2DrlI8Pyc/TbShSsHdybI/AAAAAAAAMnY/WGMIKjWos9s/s400/DSC_0251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Easter Bunny came after lunch to the delight of the kids.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W7ZBAscNQnA/TbShS6n8bgI/AAAAAAAAMng/8dmY1fYTbLA/s1600/DSC_0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W7ZBAscNQnA/TbShS6n8bgI/AAAAAAAAMng/8dmY1fYTbLA/s400/DSC_0250.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u6MiAjylHHs/TbShTM68HrI/AAAAAAAAMno/fIQOxE5Vvrk/s1600/DSC_0255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u6MiAjylHHs/TbShTM68HrI/AAAAAAAAMno/fIQOxE5Vvrk/s400/DSC_0255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-7900342025040522898?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7900342025040522898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=7900342025040522898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/7900342025040522898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/7900342025040522898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTz4bIr-Zfk/TbShSGYmglI/AAAAAAAAMnI/3c4uQa4YFWY/s72-c/DSC_0244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-8658696647346459144</id><published>2011-04-24T18:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T18:08:19.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p_kYX5S6__c/TbSeYniSr-I/AAAAAAAAMmI/1gZiJhi9lMs/s1600/DSC_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p_kYX5S6__c/TbSeYniSr-I/AAAAAAAAMmI/1gZiJhi9lMs/s400/DSC_0151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has been a crazy weekend.  My brother throws a big Easter party that included a bouncy castle.  Our kids were lucky and had some fun time in the castle before it was over-run with other children.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K6amjXqOe0U/TbSeYvP4V-I/AAAAAAAAMmQ/_3zpQ0YQ1AM/s1600/DSC_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K6amjXqOe0U/TbSeYvP4V-I/AAAAAAAAMmQ/_3zpQ0YQ1AM/s400/DSC_0166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EgfFZc4_4gI/TbSeY-Hiw4I/AAAAAAAAMmY/9yzyuTwGe_Q/s1600/DSC_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EgfFZc4_4gI/TbSeY-Hiw4I/AAAAAAAAMmY/9yzyuTwGe_Q/s400/DSC_0167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_HJ4kp-PBxo/TbSeZJBZ1TI/AAAAAAAAMmg/Cs405Y0kWcw/s1600/DSC_0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_HJ4kp-PBxo/TbSeZJBZ1TI/AAAAAAAAMmg/Cs405Y0kWcw/s400/DSC_0170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0R3El0rRgzM/TbSeZR81JEI/AAAAAAAAMmo/I5kbIuY-Nsw/s1600/DSC_0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0R3El0rRgzM/TbSeZR81JEI/AAAAAAAAMmo/I5kbIuY-Nsw/s400/DSC_0182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kfK53jyCToE/TbSeZpb66TI/AAAAAAAAMmw/_ePdOuzqwt8/s1600/DSC_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kfK53jyCToE/TbSeZpb66TI/AAAAAAAAMmw/_ePdOuzqwt8/s400/DSC_0212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Easter basket love.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEzAjNC1uDQ/TbSeZpTFw9I/AAAAAAAAMm4/3mTSpf4Afzc/s1600/DSC_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEzAjNC1uDQ/TbSeZpTFw9I/AAAAAAAAMm4/3mTSpf4Afzc/s400/DSC_0222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And below, exhausted kids.  They have even been very worn out today on the real Easter.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RYnQ25IftkA/TbSeZx-k_LI/AAAAAAAAMnA/GCuj4yUtb2E/s1600/DSC_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RYnQ25IftkA/TbSeZx-k_LI/AAAAAAAAMnA/GCuj4yUtb2E/s400/DSC_0196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-8658696647346459144?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8658696647346459144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=8658696647346459144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8658696647346459144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8658696647346459144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p_kYX5S6__c/TbSeYniSr-I/AAAAAAAAMmI/1gZiJhi9lMs/s72-c/DSC_0151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-5610751175490386658</id><published>2011-04-14T23:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T00:09:45.372-04:00</updated><title type='text'>20 weeks</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/-Cg0WUnNICHM/TafBoDPdhaI/AAAAAAAAMmA/QoINmLPVMZA/s1600/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cg0WUnNICHM/TafBoDPdhaI/AAAAAAAAMmA/QoINmLPVMZA/s400/DSC_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595653955840214434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids love to cuddle the new baby.  We are half way there, but meeting the baby still seems far away. Granted, the photo exaggerates, but I cannot believe how much bigger my belly is this time around.  We have our ultrasound appointment next week and we hope to find out if it is a boy or girl.  We thought about keeping it a surprise since we have one of each but we would like to know.  Maybe the baby will not cooperate and keep it a surprise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xxm3B64sSco/TafBn5dGr0I/AAAAAAAAMl4/2BRHNTLmN_A/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xxm3B64sSco/TafBn5dGr0I/AAAAAAAAMl4/2BRHNTLmN_A/s400/DSC_0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595653953213083458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jane was having a wild afternoon.  She would have fallen asleep in the car but it was warm and we had the windows down.  How can you fall asleep with the excitement of the windows down? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-icEvHQZpY4E/TafBnHSXGYI/AAAAAAAAMlw/l65htEYTBS8/s1600/Shining%2BStars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-icEvHQZpY4E/TafBnHSXGYI/AAAAAAAAMlw/l65htEYTBS8/s400/Shining%2BStars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595653939746249090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took Colin's preschool photos again today.  I was glad to see all the other preschoolers who are funny in photos (not a phenomenon unique to Colin). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9mcsHTR--Mo/TafBmlcEJiI/AAAAAAAAMlo/HGcQUt3Ef3M/s1600/DSC_0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9mcsHTR--Mo/TafBmlcEJiI/AAAAAAAAMlo/HGcQUt3Ef3M/s400/DSC_0932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595653930660144674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny Colin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EHzUERXlU6k/TafBmfvdtQI/AAAAAAAAMlg/mAL8TAjQNLY/s1600/Shining%2BStars-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EHzUERXlU6k/TafBmfvdtQI/AAAAAAAAMlg/mAL8TAjQNLY/s400/Shining%2BStars-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595653929130898690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are a few more out-takes, but some cuter ones.  I still have some work on the photos and am excited to get it all done. &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/36373336-5610751175490386658?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5610751175490386658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=5610751175490386658' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5610751175490386658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5610751175490386658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/04/20-weeks.html' title='20 weeks'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cg0WUnNICHM/TafBoDPdhaI/AAAAAAAAMmA/QoINmLPVMZA/s72-c/DSC_0049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-3899023588298551102</id><published>2011-04-03T13:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T13:56:29.938-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recently</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-onFqJiHw0jI/TZixT0cOkoI/AAAAAAAAMlI/hmcj4tAoET4/s1600/DSC_0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591413891433140866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-onFqJiHw0jI/TZixT0cOkoI/AAAAAAAAMlI/hmcj4tAoET4/s400/DSC_0883.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brian might not miss this scene, but the little guys who made it are pretty cute when they are not fighting. Jane just looked at the photo and said "that is a fun dumping of the Little People!" The mess has gotten even worse as now the kids are building a train track through the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;existing&lt;/span&gt; mess. I was curious and playing with my Dad's old fish eye lens this morning. It is super wide and focus free. I need to play with the old lenses more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also had a Jane potty training breakthrough this morning. I won't be too graphic in the explaining, but it is very exciting. The process is probably not over, but things are going. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ELY0uNZbMWo/TZixTjhJUSI/AAAAAAAAMlA/JSnU3mXWjdc/s1600/DSC_0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591413886890365218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ELY0uNZbMWo/TZixTjhJUSI/AAAAAAAAMlA/JSnU3mXWjdc/s400/DSC_0743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Obviously this is from before Brian left. When he is home, he plays Disney songs for the kids everyday and they dance. My Mom made this skirt for the new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;children's&lt;/span&gt; exhibit at the Church History Museum downtown and Jane thinks it is hers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sl91udpGhfU/TZixTIi-kGI/AAAAAAAAMk4/EyfnWo_LHCI/s1600/March%2B2011-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591413879650291810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sl91udpGhfU/TZixTIi-kGI/AAAAAAAAMk4/EyfnWo_LHCI/s400/March%2B2011-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Fridays we have cousin time with Mallory and Mia. The kids are all very cute together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5UVhRcnR6c/TZixSlVzaeI/AAAAAAAAMkw/z3_j4skHoL4/s1600/March%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591413870199794146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5UVhRcnR6c/TZixSlVzaeI/AAAAAAAAMkw/z3_j4skHoL4/s400/March%2B2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And a while back, we got a special &lt;a href="http://www.pieofthemonthclub.org/"&gt;Pie of the Month &lt;/a&gt;3D card. The kids take turns sleeping with the 3D glasses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36373336-3899023588298551102?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3899023588298551102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=3899023588298551102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/3899023588298551102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/3899023588298551102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/04/recently.html' title='Recently'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-onFqJiHw0jI/TZixT0cOkoI/AAAAAAAAMlI/hmcj4tAoET4/s72-c/DSC_0883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-4365637333880582591</id><published>2011-04-02T23:33:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T00:53:45.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuzzies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fP0ADvAELT0/TZfssxdgJaI/AAAAAAAAMko/edJ6cPH9hMw/s1600/DSC_0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fP0ADvAELT0/TZfssxdgJaI/AAAAAAAAMko/edJ6cPH9hMw/s400/DSC_0873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591197716339238306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brian has been gone for almost 2 weeks and has 2 more to go. (He is home for one day in between, which I worry may be hard on the kids to have him leave again so quickly, but I will be glad to see him even briefly.) I have been not looking forward to this time away for a LONG time. The kids have been on a whole, pretty great. We started a fuzzy system to reward good behavior and it has gone very well. Colin was excited because his church group is also collecting fuzzies and Jane, although she maybe a little young for it, has gotten very excited. Colin was funny this morning. He was cleaning up some toys for fuzzies and he later told me "I thought the clean up was just going to be annoying but it was not so bad!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was planning on keeping the fuzzies only for positive things, but Colin brought up that if they do bad things, they could lose fuzzies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today since their jars were filled, they got to go pick out a couple of things at the Dollar Store. Colin knows the Dollar Store does not have quality products but he still loves it, even when new $1 toys break the same day. After we got home from the Dollar Store, most of the afternoon was spent fighting over each other's toys. If there had been fuzzies in their jars, both kids would have lost some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3q4E9BrJBQA/TZfssRIfxHI/AAAAAAAAMkg/dWz18dN9lLA/s1600/DSC_0869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3q4E9BrJBQA/TZfssRIfxHI/AAAAAAAAMkg/dWz18dN9lLA/s400/DSC_0869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591197707661198450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Colin chose this little lantern that he loves. He has already fixed it a couple times but thankfully, it does still light up, for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ulHmD3I8BU/TZfryCXUPCI/AAAAAAAAMkY/SpcD-gGGEUA/s1600/DSC_0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ulHmD3I8BU/TZfryCXUPCI/AAAAAAAAMkY/SpcD-gGGEUA/s400/DSC_0874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591196707264412706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are watching for the new tooth but nothing yet, and nothing else seems to be wiggly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eiJgEsczGPE/TZfrx3hdOCI/AAAAAAAAMkQ/HTi71fvyI6Y/s1600/DSC_0864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eiJgEsczGPE/TZfrx3hdOCI/AAAAAAAAMkQ/HTi71fvyI6Y/s400/DSC_0864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591196704354154530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jane chose a hula hoop and some necklaces. The hula hoop has already broken in one place, and has been banished to outside of the house. I wish I knew where my &lt;a href="http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-mardi-gras-week.html"&gt;Mardi Gras necklaces&lt;/a&gt; were, the kids would LOVE them. I had a lot, and from the real Mardi Gras in a different lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_aO9yBsFRAM/TZfrxiVW8WI/AAAAAAAAMkI/mpHDx6iebr0/s1600/DSC_0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_aO9yBsFRAM/TZfrxiVW8WI/AAAAAAAAMkI/mpHDx6iebr0/s400/DSC_0867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591196698666266978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jane has 2 pairs of leg warmers and she wanted to wear both today. The pair under her trousers are hidden, but she also wanted a pair to be arm warmers. In Italy I would occasionally use the kids' leg warmers on my arms if I was cold, it was very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xromAFcscns/TZfrxZ8wYiI/AAAAAAAAMkA/1MUQaRVxjmM/s1600/DSC_0870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xromAFcscns/TZfrxZ8wYiI/AAAAAAAAMkA/1MUQaRVxjmM/s400/DSC_0870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591196696415592994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A relatively normal smile from Colin.  How strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hilaJ21FwYM/TZfrxK_YLjI/AAAAAAAAMj4/N2zpDE8NocE/s1600/DSC_0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hilaJ21FwYM/TZfrxK_YLjI/AAAAAAAAMj4/N2zpDE8NocE/s400/DSC_0812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591196692400057906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And from a few days ago, Jane playing in one of the toy boxes. It was just kind of cute. To the left in the photo, our pink exercise mat is visible. Jane has been so funny because of course we are eating jelly beans these days and she likes to tell me what flavors the colors taste like. She says yellow tastes like lemonade, orange like an orange, and pink tastes like the pink exercise mat. She frequently does yoga with me and has a great downward facing dog. Maybe she does know what the mat tastes like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For extra fun this week, the herniated disk in my back that has mostly left me alone for 18 months wanted to say "hello" a few days ago. I was laying down reading a story to my kids Monday night and I could barely get up. I was very concerned since Brian is gone and I knew most of the pharmaceutical remedies were not an option to me pregnant. Thankfully within a few days I was feeling nearly normal. My Midwife had me check in with a physical therapist to make sure I am doing everything possible to ensure this does not happen again. I really liked the therapist and I am doing all the right things (minus doing abdominal exercises on an exercise ball pregnant. I thought this was safe but she said it can encourage a separating of the abdominal muscles so no more). My Mom has been very great to pick up where I cannot (literally) but I hope things are really on the mend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AND, when standing normally, my pregnant belly no longer lets me see my feet. It is getting serious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36373336-4365637333880582591?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4365637333880582591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=4365637333880582591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/4365637333880582591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/4365637333880582591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/04/fuzzies_02.html' title='Fuzzies'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fP0ADvAELT0/TZfssxdgJaI/AAAAAAAAMko/edJ6cPH9hMw/s72-c/DSC_0873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-7865893254646280431</id><published>2011-03-27T23:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T23:34:31.067-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Scissors for Jane, another try</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Technical trouble, why will the photos not post? Try #3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The post title should actually be no more unsupervised scissor time for Jane. Until today, she has been good with children's craft scissors. Our kids LOVE to cut paper for art time so I thought nothing of letting Jane sit at the table with safety scissors and some paper. I went upstairs to talk to Brian on the phone since he has been gone for a week and I thought I had a few minutes kid-free. This is what I found when I came to check on them: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nqBtRtb4reE/TZAAuz0hLOI/AAAAAAAAMjI/cmZowE_CuFs/s1600/DSC_0795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588967941751254242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nqBtRtb4reE/TZAAuz0hLOI/AAAAAAAAMjI/cmZowE_CuFs/s400/DSC_0795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So I had to fix it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Rr-kGsdkxk/TZAAujxK96I/AAAAAAAAMjA/1fLkXTBFSBU/s1600/DSC_0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588967937442248610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Rr-kGsdkxk/TZAAujxK96I/AAAAAAAAMjA/1fLkXTBFSBU/s400/DSC_0799.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2P03acE-Qc/TZAAucgIppI/AAAAAAAAMi4/t_1DQk5qREM/s1600/DSC_0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588967935491745426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2P03acE-Qc/TZAAucgIppI/AAAAAAAAMi4/t_1DQk5qREM/s400/DSC_0805.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qjrn2gzdvI0/TZAAuIQ6ZrI/AAAAAAAAMiw/XxcriPoEEuc/s1600/DSC_0806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588967930059187890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qjrn2gzdvI0/TZAAuIQ6ZrI/AAAAAAAAMiw/XxcriPoEEuc/s400/DSC_0806.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think her little bob is very cute, but we will miss the cuteness like the following. Oh well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GgFIdIYtWhw/TZAAtk62vUI/AAAAAAAAMio/h3t8iP2tzZg/s1600/DSC_0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588967920571432258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GgFIdIYtWhw/TZAAtk62vUI/AAAAAAAAMio/h3t8iP2tzZg/s400/DSC_0652.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36373336-7865893254646280431?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7865893254646280431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=7865893254646280431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/7865893254646280431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/7865893254646280431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/03/no-more-scissors-for-jane-another-try.html' title='No More Scissors for Jane, another try'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nqBtRtb4reE/TZAAuz0hLOI/AAAAAAAAMjI/cmZowE_CuFs/s72-c/DSC_0795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-4571091875870276603</id><published>2011-03-27T20:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T23:48:33.137-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Siblings photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cw-tW5mXbWE/TZADJG8OIXI/AAAAAAAAMjo/jdbWfy70RSk/s1600/DSC_0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588970592583688562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cw-tW5mXbWE/TZADJG8OIXI/AAAAAAAAMjo/jdbWfy70RSk/s400/DSC_0781.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sibling photo, easier said than done. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JwhyLVu-sKc/TZADI2QV8sI/AAAAAAAAMjg/FWnbpO6JLqk/s1600/DSC_0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588970588104684226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JwhyLVu-sKc/TZADI2QV8sI/AAAAAAAAMjg/FWnbpO6JLqk/s400/DSC_0788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WguMuSrZgPs/TZADIUNvbJI/AAAAAAAAMjY/3XhIEVK647M/s1600/DSC_0790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588970578966965394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WguMuSrZgPs/TZADIUNvbJI/AAAAAAAAMjY/3XhIEVK647M/s400/DSC_0790.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And finally, cute kids. Below, Jane before her self haircut. She looked very smart today in her jacket that is still a little too big for her. We had snow on the ground (again) this morning so good time for a jacket. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2iCIXjFLeuQ/TZADH81WjvI/AAAAAAAAMjQ/Axd8Zgzv3S8/s1600/DSC_0785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588970572690657010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2iCIXjFLeuQ/TZADH81WjvI/AAAAAAAAMjQ/Axd8Zgzv3S8/s400/DSC_0785.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/36373336-4571091875870276603?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4571091875870276603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=4571091875870276603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/4571091875870276603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/4571091875870276603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/03/siblings-photo.html' title='Siblings photo'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cw-tW5mXbWE/TZADJG8OIXI/AAAAAAAAMjo/jdbWfy70RSk/s72-c/DSC_0781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-8388303493223931728</id><published>2011-03-26T22:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T00:42:08.834-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vatican City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Wq7mhBo2ao/TY6eKFRAQ0I/AAAAAAAAMfg/aei3NAhllC4/s1600/DSC_0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Wq7mhBo2ao/TY6eKFRAQ0I/AAAAAAAAMfg/aei3NAhllC4/s400/DSC_0403.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Still a lot of Rome to document. . . I can do this post without the guide book as above is St. Peter's Basilica. We rented an apartment about a ten minute walk from the Vatican and while I came here on walks all the time with the kids, in our last few days in Rome we finally took the kids inside. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XiwM4oONJxI/TY6eKfUCLnI/AAAAAAAAMfo/vHaHJ-VFPVg/s1600/DSC_0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XiwM4oONJxI/TY6eKfUCLnI/AAAAAAAAMfo/vHaHJ-VFPVg/s400/DSC_0397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Poor Colin had a fever for a couple days, and I think had a fever while we were looking around on this very day. He was a good little sport. We had meant to go to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Basilica&lt;/span&gt; the day before but his fever made him sleep that afternoon (which is very strange for Mr. Colin). No strollers allowed in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Basilica&lt;/span&gt;, be ready. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JRIcmK2qWAs/TY6eKgG8eSI/AAAAAAAAMfw/T_awLBO9GSg/s1600/DSC_0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JRIcmK2qWAs/TY6eKgG8eSI/AAAAAAAAMfw/T_awLBO9GSg/s400/DSC_0370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Michelangelo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPCcMars1FU/TY6eK_ShidI/AAAAAAAAMf4/bUFHucYH2OI/s1600/DSC_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPCcMars1FU/TY6eK_ShidI/AAAAAAAAMf4/bUFHucYH2OI/s400/DSC_0371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-12gdJngcCLQ/TY6eKzbb3RI/AAAAAAAAMgA/B5jaui_yZPA/s1600/DSC_0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-12gdJngcCLQ/TY6eKzbb3RI/AAAAAAAAMgA/B5jaui_yZPA/s400/DSC_0373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This former Pope or Saint seems to be threatening us to be good or else. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KitMENpEmRM/TY6eLM4Hj0I/AAAAAAAAMgI/bLMBK_3OVxY/s1600/DSC_0380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KitMENpEmRM/TY6eLM4Hj0I/AAAAAAAAMgI/bLMBK_3OVxY/s400/DSC_0380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQY6lR5nUVA/TY6eLOKmv0I/AAAAAAAAMgQ/wSEfXx6DCIo/s1600/DSC_0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQY6lR5nUVA/TY6eLOKmv0I/AAAAAAAAMgQ/wSEfXx6DCIo/s400/DSC_0388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g8h8_pXXPN8/TY6eLfgMY6I/AAAAAAAAMgY/HhD56_Q6kbU/s1600/DSC_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g8h8_pXXPN8/TY6eLfgMY6I/AAAAAAAAMgY/HhD56_Q6kbU/s400/DSC_0398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;View from outside. Brian read that that obelisk has been in this spot since AD 37, thus likely witnessing the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;martyrdom&lt;/span&gt; of St. Peter. I think he said it is called The Witness. Rome does LOVE obelisks, can hardly turn a corner without seeing yet another one! I wonder how that makes Egypt feel. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h_PyMhofA0g/TY6eLrlA1iI/AAAAAAAAMgg/ZAdzR6zBf5M/s1600/DSC_0401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h_PyMhofA0g/TY6eLrlA1iI/AAAAAAAAMgg/ZAdzR6zBf5M/s400/DSC_0401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I was amused to see Brian talking like an Italian to the Swiss Guard. Way to use your hands!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4wxOJhZ3PfU/TY6eLxL_P9I/AAAAAAAAMgw/Ix-l9f3aCRc/s1600/DSC_0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4wxOJhZ3PfU/TY6eLxL_P9I/AAAAAAAAMgw/Ix-l9f3aCRc/s400/DSC_0408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Above, another &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;guard&lt;/span&gt; on duty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And below, a nice little view from the wall that leads out of Vatican City. Follow this wall right down to the Castle as there is a playground AND &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;carousel&lt;/span&gt; there. Good times. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NOgSo5GOYXE/TY6eMFLnJkI/AAAAAAAAMg4/dJi8zki-6CA/s1600/DSC_0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NOgSo5GOYXE/TY6eMFLnJkI/AAAAAAAAMg4/dJi8zki-6CA/s400/DSC_0409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&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/36373336-8388303493223931728?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8388303493223931728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=8388303493223931728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8388303493223931728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8388303493223931728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/03/vatican-city.html' title='Vatican City'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Wq7mhBo2ao/TY6eKFRAQ0I/AAAAAAAAMfg/aei3NAhllC4/s72-c/DSC_0403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-2489718847106718341</id><published>2011-03-25T17:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T17:47:05.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Interactive Art in Jaffa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DW_rvlsFkYM/TY0NWF4scLI/AAAAAAAAMfY/KUIbLU4lcdQ/s1600/DSC_0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DW_rvlsFkYM/TY0NWF4scLI/AAAAAAAAMfY/KUIbLU4lcdQ/s400/DSC_0373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following website, &lt;a href="http://www.deliciousbaby.com/"&gt;http://www.deliciousbaby.com/&lt;/a&gt; encourages sharing travel photos on Friday.  Here is baby Colin in a back alley of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jaffa&lt;/span&gt;, Israel way back in 2007.  This is one of my favorite photos and it is hanging in our room.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jaffa&lt;/span&gt; seems to have a great artist quarter.  We had a fun afternoon wandering.  From our apartment in Tel &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aviv&lt;/span&gt;, it was an easy walk along the ocean to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jaffa&lt;/span&gt;.  We loved our time in Israel, back when life was so easy with only one child.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever link to the very lovely and clever website Brian made me for Christmas?  He included a section of favorite travel photos:  &lt;a href="http://www.stuckiphotography.com/"&gt;http://www.stuckiphotography.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/36373336-2489718847106718341?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2489718847106718341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=2489718847106718341' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2489718847106718341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2489718847106718341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/03/interactive-art-in-jaffa.html' title='Interactive Art in Jaffa'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DW_rvlsFkYM/TY0NWF4scLI/AAAAAAAAMfY/KUIbLU4lcdQ/s72-c/DSC_0373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-3850365175533060087</id><published>2011-03-18T19:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T19:27:53.011-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Surviving on a Plane with Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqEiLrDMywY/TW8PQA5uZ0I/AAAAAAAAMdg/JP2fO4v9wdo/s1600/airplane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqEiLrDMywY/TW8PQA5uZ0I/AAAAAAAAMdg/JP2fO4v9wdo/s400/airplane.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;(So, I'm still a bad blogger recently and still have many things to post from Rome. To post things from Rome I need to crack out the guide book and that seems so hard! I am also a travel blogger for phil&amp;amp;teds and wrote the following up not too long ago. Early pregnancy hit me hard and it literally took me close to 3 months to finish this post of surviving on a plane with kids. &lt;a href="http://networkedblogs.com/ft3pc"&gt;Here &lt;/a&gt;is link to the actual phil&amp;amp;ted blog but thought I would also post it here. I am so happy to not be traveling with my kids any time soon!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have logged thousands and thousands of miles flying with our kids to several continents. Maybe someone with a history of traumatic flights with children would be better qualified to write this post. Really, our kids are such good travelers that I would say we have only had a couple bad flights, but I would like to think it is partially because we try to be very prepared to keep them happy (and to keep the other people on the plane happy also.) I know traveling in general is stressful, even if you are just traveling alone as an adult. That said, I do get so annoyed by adults who are overly put out with little kids who also travel. Everyone was once a child and just a little patience and understanding goes a long, long way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With infants: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not fly with either of my kids until they were about 5 months old so I don’t have experience with really little ones on flights. What has saved us on many flights is breast feeding. It is so convenient not to pack tons of bottles and formula but instead just to have instant food and comfort. It is also helpful to nurse for take- off and landing to keep little ears more comfortable. For those who don't breastfeed, I would think having a bottle ready to go at those times would be very valuable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have kept our kids as lap children as long as possible to save from the extra expense of a whole other ticket. (Domestically in the USA there is no extra charge for a lap child under the age of 2, but remember when traveling internationally, there is a charge. It is usually around 10% of the adult fare or the taxes. On international trips airlines have required our lap children to have an actual paper ticket.) A lap child gets tricky as kids get bigger and squirmy. On all international flights we have been on the airlines have supplied an additional seat belt or belly belt that attaches your baby to your seat belt for extra safety. I have liked additionally having a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Baby-Air-Toddler-Flight-Vest/dp/B000PQE2P8/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1299124219&amp;amp;sr=8-3"&gt;baby flight vest&lt;/a&gt; that does the same thing but secures the baby more efficiently since I feel the belly belts tend to come undone. The flight vest is long enough that an older baby can also stand in front of you while seated, still allows nursing while attached, and it give the parent of the lap child the use of two hands! It also protects your lap baby in the case of turbulence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We flew from the middle of the United States to Israel with our son when he was 14 months old. It was a long day, made longer by about a 3 hour delay on the jet way in London. Our son was a very busy 1 year old and we were nervous. We had recently celebrated Easter and he was very entertained by plastic eggs and jelly beans. We would break the jelly beans in half to make them last longer. My friend had mentioned that oversized pill boxes (you know, the ones with all the days of the week) were fun for little kids on flights as you can hide little things or snacks in them to find and they are great for shaking. Our son was also very entertained by left over ice from the beverage service. I know some people say just to expect to walk the plane with your kids but we have chosen to limit that option for our kids. Once you open up that option, you better be ready to wander the aisles non-stop. We much prefer keeping the kids entertained in a confined space rather than letting them roam the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things we have found to be helpful: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bring a change of clothing for the kids and maybe even for yourself (and your neighbor). I sat by a lady once who was telling me how her baby threw up on the stranger sitting next to her. She said the person was very understanding but the mom obviously felt horrible. All she could do was hand over some wet wipes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Don’t forget to bring lots of wipes, diapers, plastic bags to put any gross clothing, soiled diapers etc after you have used the extra change of clothing. We once flew across the Atlantic the day after our son had diarrhea. I had him double diapered and in plastic pants the entire trip and brought tons of extra supplies just in case. Thankfully our son was fine on the flight, but my husband spent a lot of the 10 hour flight sick in the restroom, poor guy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A flashlight is fun, as you can send your preschoolers under the seats to look for things that are going to be dropped. I once was flying alone with my kids and most of the flight I was telling them to not shine the flashlights in my eyes. I am sure there was a great light show on the ceiling in our row but people assured me if the kids were being quiet, they did not care. Glow sticks are fun too. It can also be fun for older kids to make a fort with the flash light and the in-flight blanket over a tray table that is down. Whatever is fun and semi-quiet is great. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Portable dvd player/ipod/mp3 players can help keep kids entertained. (Make sure everything is fully charged the night before.) We have found that sometimes even on 12 hour flights to Japan or Paris there may not be individual movies screens in the economy class, which is crazy!! If your flight does have individual movie screens, there is usually a kids channel which is very, very helpful. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I always try to bring little surprises to open along the way. I have spent up to $40 at the Dollar Store getting ready for a trip. I don’t mind cheap surprises because some of them may be left behind on the airplane anyway. (I try not to bring favorite small toys on board to ensure not losing them.) I find lots of things my kids are entertained with in the party favor sections too. Kinder eggs are very fun, a little chocolate and a toy, awesome! Space out surprises every 30-45 minutes or longer if you can. It makes me sound like a mean mom, but the surprises are good for curtailing misbehavior. I am sure I have threatened “no more surprises if you do not stop that right now!” on more than one occasion. We have found great Dollar Stores as we travel also in Japan, Canada, and Israel. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I find it handy also to keep candy treats in smaller portioned snack bags so as to space out the candy. We make gummy candy go further by making it a game of breaking off little pieces and sticking them to the back of our kid’s hands. We try to make it a goal of not making our kids sick to their stomachs with too much candy. When we were traveling for a wedding once, our son’s babysitter accidentally let him eat an entire bag of gummy candy. He got very sick (everywhere!) and it was not fun, especially as he had eaten hot dogs for lunch. Maybe hot dog vomit is a rite of passage for parenthood? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We have had a lot fun recently with dry erase markers. My son has a couple activity books that use dry erase markers and my husband realized they can also be used in little photo albums. I make my kids their own photo albums of their pictures and now they are extra fun as they are a place to draw and add funny details to their photos. Wipes clean with your finger or a wet wipe. The dry erase markers are also fun with the inflight magazines and Skymall. (Is there Skymall outside of the USA? Most of our international travel has been based or going to the USA so we always have Skymall. Check out all their ridiculous things&lt;a href="http://www.skymall.com/shopping/detail.htm?pid=102175304&amp;amp;c=10320&amp;amp;pnr=W22&amp;amp;siteID=04.KDxw_IBg-eL_94ZxAiUtbSqTKXC67zQ"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;- they have everything you did not know you needed.) With young kids, it is fun to find the doggies and kitties in Skymall, and as my kids get older, they like to look for what they want. We hope to not raise totally mindless consumers, but if Skymall can keep them happy for a few minutes I think it is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to relax will also go a long way, you will get there whether you are stressed out or relaxed! I love the feeling of finally being on a plane because I am done packing and even if the flight is a disaster, we will get there! Just a few weeks back we flew from Rome, Italy back to the Western United States and the whole very long travel day was really much easier than we expected. Good luck to all of you in your travels! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36373336-3850365175533060087?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3850365175533060087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=3850365175533060087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/3850365175533060087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/3850365175533060087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/03/surviving-on-plane-with-kids.html' title='Surviving on a Plane with Kids'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqEiLrDMywY/TW8PQA5uZ0I/AAAAAAAAMdg/JP2fO4v9wdo/s72-c/airplane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-5850057565735146151</id><published>2011-03-10T21:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T22:54:12.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Snow, and first baby tooth down!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nyZEqeANNVI/TXmP-ucharI/AAAAAAAAMeY/ZUYil1BxXnk/s1600/DSC_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nyZEqeANNVI/TXmP-ucharI/AAAAAAAAMeY/ZUYil1BxXnk/s400/DSC_0672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Monday night, we got a good 10 inches of snow.  Tuesday was a beautiful day and in the 50's so an ideal day to sled.  We are very spoiled to have this great hill, but it is technically my sister's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Im1055V2aAg/TXmP_O-qmvI/AAAAAAAAMeg/cJWzImZ9aWI/s1600/DSC_0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Im1055V2aAg/TXmP_O-qmvI/AAAAAAAAMeg/cJWzImZ9aWI/s400/DSC_0658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brian got this big tube at the tire store, it was a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MvMc3O3n3cY/TXmP_YMrnPI/AAAAAAAAMeo/68BhcokS1Sw/s1600/DSC_0665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MvMc3O3n3cY/TXmP_YMrnPI/AAAAAAAAMeo/68BhcokS1Sw/s400/DSC_0665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was super bright with the sun and the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6jTcpdYl9yY/TXmP_nKBibI/AAAAAAAAMew/as7u7k31mT4/s1600/DSC_0664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6jTcpdYl9yY/TXmP_nKBibI/AAAAAAAAMew/as7u7k31mT4/s400/DSC_0664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jane above, exploring the field and below, the tracks she left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e3uBFLI8UMs/TXmRTo0kKwI/AAAAAAAAMe4/2Or7vfxajSA/s1600/DSC_0668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e3uBFLI8UMs/TXmRTo0kKwI/AAAAAAAAMe4/2Or7vfxajSA/s400/DSC_0668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jeX5HkUW7DM/TXmRUMqC7tI/AAAAAAAAMfA/jTDhbeVu0ZY/s1600/DSC_0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jeX5HkUW7DM/TXmRUMqC7tI/AAAAAAAAMfA/jTDhbeVu0ZY/s400/DSC_0679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our kids LOVE sledding!  I was feeling a little blah and pregnant, I just took photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mVyhi-Yw3rc/TXmRUltwNII/AAAAAAAAMfI/TQ27XsysMBU/s1600/DSC_0685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mVyhi-Yw3rc/TXmRUltwNII/AAAAAAAAMfI/TQ27XsysMBU/s400/DSC_0685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bKyo9WNhGNM/TXmRVIoJXVI/AAAAAAAAMfQ/2PcDs_KxBn4/s1600/DSC_0686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bKyo9WNhGNM/TXmRVIoJXVI/AAAAAAAAMfQ/2PcDs_KxBn4/s400/DSC_0686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And today, we said good bye to Colin's first baby tooth!  We did not even know it was loose until his 5 year doctor's visit when our pediatrician pointed it out. It was very exciting, and we hope the tooth fairy comes tonight!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36373336-5850057565735146151?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5850057565735146151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=5850057565735146151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5850057565735146151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5850057565735146151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/03/more-snow-and-first-baby-tooth-down.html' title='More Snow, and first baby tooth down!'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nyZEqeANNVI/TXmP-ucharI/AAAAAAAAMeY/ZUYil1BxXnk/s72-c/DSC_0672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-4881750023932036248</id><published>2011-02-27T23:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T23:59:04.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EyTYKFW92Hk/TWsoU2o9R_I/AAAAAAAAMcA/Svb4HCP1MOQ/s1600/DSC_0621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EyTYKFW92Hk/TWsoU2o9R_I/AAAAAAAAMcA/Svb4HCP1MOQ/s400/DSC_0621.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Our kids were kind of driving us crazy today (fighting, crying, no nap for Jane and over tired parents, etc) but for a few minutes this afternoon, we had some fun. Last week too Colin was dancing with an umbrella so we showed him the scene from "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Singin&lt;/span&gt;' in the Rain". Colin has some serious moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b2JmmMgPUlc/TWsoVPWPGbI/AAAAAAAAMcI/-VtggFfFQ3E/s1600/DSC_0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b2JmmMgPUlc/TWsoVPWPGbI/AAAAAAAAMcI/-VtggFfFQ3E/s400/DSC_0626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-voJ3lJWeB7o/TWsoVJyvkCI/AAAAAAAAMcQ/_I6Qtf1w0fk/s1600/DSC_0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-voJ3lJWeB7o/TWsoVJyvkCI/AAAAAAAAMcQ/_I6Qtf1w0fk/s400/DSC_0630.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; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iycW7vcuqCk/TWsoVahacrI/AAAAAAAAMcY/vviVtz-XsSo/s1600/DSC_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iycW7vcuqCk/TWsoVahacrI/AAAAAAAAMcY/vviVtz-XsSo/s400/DSC_0632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zvdon25Elbg/TWsonq4RwJI/AAAAAAAAMcg/LAWpznAd0ys/s1600/DSC_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zvdon25Elbg/TWsonq4RwJI/AAAAAAAAMcg/LAWpznAd0ys/s400/DSC_0634.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UoCq27_7nR0/TWsonob6wFI/AAAAAAAAMco/_bf1vhy0yBw/s1600/DSC_0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UoCq27_7nR0/TWsonob6wFI/AAAAAAAAMco/_bf1vhy0yBw/s400/DSC_0636.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nuM0O9dc6ck/TWson3nRtPI/AAAAAAAAMcw/0zG8lwx7MYs/s1600/DSC_0600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nuM0O9dc6ck/TWson3nRtPI/AAAAAAAAMcw/0zG8lwx7MYs/s400/DSC_0600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Jane had her magic hat on and off. It is her Frosty hat. We still spend a fair bit of time marching and singing "Frosty the Snowman."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OrmnCATVleM/TWsooKorNqI/AAAAAAAAMc4/sU__9uOZewU/s1600/DSC_0602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OrmnCATVleM/TWsooKorNqI/AAAAAAAAMc4/sU__9uOZewU/s400/DSC_0602.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6qu6OHyG02o/TWso0B6bs6I/AAAAAAAAMdA/Hbaffp3vZRU/s1600/DSC_0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6qu6OHyG02o/TWso0B6bs6I/AAAAAAAAMdA/Hbaffp3vZRU/s400/DSC_0605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4AKg-zeLtVw/TWso0JIm3cI/AAAAAAAAMdI/PY-Ta0RxiCE/s1600/DSC_0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4AKg-zeLtVw/TWso0JIm3cI/AAAAAAAAMdI/PY-Ta0RxiCE/s400/DSC_0607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3AEAs5KXxI8/TWso0YXSGDI/AAAAAAAAMdQ/9awkJAeB9uE/s1600/DSC_0611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3AEAs5KXxI8/TWso0YXSGDI/AAAAAAAAMdQ/9awkJAeB9uE/s400/DSC_0611.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-je9sNPT8Gq4/TWso0m_pxSI/AAAAAAAAMdY/pTI_5mQRKfs/s1600/DSC_0618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-je9sNPT8Gq4/TWso0m_pxSI/AAAAAAAAMdY/pTI_5mQRKfs/s400/DSC_0618.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&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/36373336-4881750023932036248?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4881750023932036248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=4881750023932036248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/4881750023932036248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/4881750023932036248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/02/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EyTYKFW92Hk/TWsoU2o9R_I/AAAAAAAAMcA/Svb4HCP1MOQ/s72-c/DSC_0621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-3117785849037669786</id><published>2011-02-21T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T23:44:20.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jane-Recent Cuteness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qKVR_qpY6UY/TWM_ISBvnII/AAAAAAAAMbg/3Ra98LVOSbM/s1600/DSC_0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qKVR_qpY6UY/TWM_ISBvnII/AAAAAAAAMbg/3Ra98LVOSbM/s400/DSC_0541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when Jane sleeps in rag curlers.  Pretty cute.  Although this was after she smeared several handfuls of Eucerin loction on her head a couple days earlier.  Guess how many hair washes it takes to make hair not greasy after lots of Eucerin loction?  About 8-10 washes, including washing with Dawn dishwashing soap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AG6D0qx7Kk0/TWM_IgyLjaI/AAAAAAAAMbo/4ytsh3JOtyw/s1600/DSC_0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AG6D0qx7Kk0/TWM_IgyLjaI/AAAAAAAAMbo/4ytsh3JOtyw/s400/DSC_0538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wJqCJMwvFbA/TWM_I5R5QdI/AAAAAAAAMbw/OrrOmKvkrdo/s1600/DSC_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wJqCJMwvFbA/TWM_I5R5QdI/AAAAAAAAMbw/OrrOmKvkrdo/s400/DSC_0537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CRO1elW5iEs/TWM_JANdthI/AAAAAAAAMb4/OensUfzY8Mg/s1600/DSC_0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CRO1elW5iEs/TWM_JANdthI/AAAAAAAAMb4/OensUfzY8Mg/s400/DSC_0535.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/36373336-3117785849037669786?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3117785849037669786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=3117785849037669786' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/3117785849037669786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/3117785849037669786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/02/jane-recent-cuteness.html' title='Jane-Recent Cuteness'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qKVR_qpY6UY/TWM_ISBvnII/AAAAAAAAMbg/3Ra98LVOSbM/s72-c/DSC_0541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-7909206079970661511</id><published>2011-02-16T00:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T00:33:14.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest Christmas Surprise Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This post could also be called how Ann's trip to Italy was 30-40% ruined.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, 40% is a bit dramatic, as is the word "ruined" but my trip was very disrupted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, not to be too graphic but we as we were preparing for Christmas and leaving for Rome on December 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, I was waiting for my monthly feminine time.  It seemed a couple days late, which I thought meant it was just waiting to arrive the day of travel (to make that  day of travel extra fun!)  It is not like me to be late so we wondered.  On Christmas Eve after our festivities, Brian ran out to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Walgreens&lt;/span&gt; in the last 10 minutes they were open to get a special little test.  And very, very quickly, the test was positive.  I was in shock (and still am a bit) as this is not quite the timing we had hoped for.  I very selfishly hoped to NEVER be pregnant through the late summer.   Additionally with a few life details, this endeavor definitely will be a bit of a challenge.  We are excited nonetheless and lucky to grow our family.  We even got a peek at the little one this last week.  (All three of my pregnancies have seen little embryos who do not like to cooperate with the midwife and give fetal heart tones in early pregnancy.  Our midwife now has an ultrasound machine in her office so when the little one was playing hide and go seek, she tricked him or her and we got to peek at the little wiggle worm.  The baby was doing flips and we got to see hands, feet, and a backbone{all good signs}). &lt;br /&gt;So, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;suppose&lt;/span&gt; babies come when they want to at times.  We very much were hoping for a baby by the end of next year so we are just a few months ahead of schedule.  I will be 13 weeks soon, so the baby gets to be classified as a fetus and not an embryo, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!  I have been way sicker than with either Jane or Colin, which is hard when there are 2 kids to care for.  I have felt like a very lame mom with next to zero energy.  Funny how growing our family makes me feel like a bad mom.  I hope to feel better and better soon, before I feel really gross again.  Oh well, what are we to do?  It is the year of the Rabbit, which is both Brian and my zodiac sign.   Fun that we get to have a Rabbit child, and guess makes sense that we would be pregnant, knowing rabbits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_79_IwALOdA/TVtbpKa65hI/AAAAAAAAMbY/25UJ1TPU2Ic/s1600/Ann%2527s%2BPublicity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_79_IwALOdA/TVtbpKa65hI/AAAAAAAAMbY/25UJ1TPU2Ic/s400/Ann%2527s%2BPublicity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-7909206079970661511?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7909206079970661511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=7909206079970661511' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/7909206079970661511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/7909206079970661511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/02/biggest-christmas-surprise-ever.html' title='Biggest Christmas Surprise Ever'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_79_IwALOdA/TVtbpKa65hI/AAAAAAAAMbY/25UJ1TPU2Ic/s72-c/Ann%2527s%2BPublicity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-5503003603886927275</id><published>2011-02-12T12:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T12:25:56.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Presents and cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCVLlWfAAnc/TVa9B3Ewv9I/AAAAAAAAMaI/lfwVR4Gr--o/s1600/DSC_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCVLlWfAAnc/TVa9B3Ewv9I/AAAAAAAAMaI/lfwVR4Gr--o/s400/DSC_0483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had Colin wait until his actual birthday for our gifts.  I had not really thought about how kids bring gifts too when you throw a party so Colin got a lot of birthday loot!  I always think we will not over do it, but we always do.  Such fun though to celebrate Colin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nc5-PWecHnU/TVa9B7kvhTI/AAAAAAAAMaQ/9g0RoIM4NAE/s1600/DSC_0487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nc5-PWecHnU/TVa9B7kvhTI/AAAAAAAAMaQ/9g0RoIM4NAE/s400/DSC_0487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has been very excited about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bakugans&lt;/span&gt;. We don't totally understand. (We might not be intended to understand.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ylQm5rG87tw/TVa9CM2cKEI/AAAAAAAAMaY/tTZfGdSofIY/s1600/DSC_0490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ylQm5rG87tw/TVa9CM2cKEI/AAAAAAAAMaY/tTZfGdSofIY/s400/DSC_0490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bakugan's&lt;/span&gt; open, to Colin's extreme delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hkmN1tfqlYo/TVa9CWppUmI/AAAAAAAAMag/cGDBtk4Np7E/s1600/DSC_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hkmN1tfqlYo/TVa9CWppUmI/AAAAAAAAMag/cGDBtk4Np7E/s400/DSC_0493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expanded our vintage Little People collection, which I admit was a little present for me too.  Colin was happy to have a son for his favorite little person, Greener as he has named him.  They really are such great toys, I love that they require some imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eb3Nybx_R-I/TVa9Sm8zTJI/AAAAAAAAMao/wozEoxCtrGk/s1600/DSC_0494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eb3Nybx_R-I/TVa9Sm8zTJI/AAAAAAAAMao/wozEoxCtrGk/s400/DSC_0494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got a Little People tow truck, and more pieces to the Main Street set we already had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zedk-NDKlug/TVa9S50OJCI/AAAAAAAAMaw/1nTCuiuIZX0/s1600/DSC_0499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zedk-NDKlug/TVa9S50OJCI/AAAAAAAAMaw/1nTCuiuIZX0/s400/DSC_0499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rGDLazwVFqE/TVa9S76WqlI/AAAAAAAAMa4/4iyWo7YInJs/s1600/DSC_0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rGDLazwVFqE/TVa9S76WqlI/AAAAAAAAMa4/4iyWo7YInJs/s400/DSC_0503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since Nana got Colin a big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Automoblox&lt;/span&gt; for Christmas, we added to his set too.  They are lovely toys.  We have quite a little collection now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fU4qs760myo/TVa9fl-eg8I/AAAAAAAAMbI/q0zJo70Dd68/s1600/DSC_0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fU4qs760myo/TVa9fl-eg8I/AAAAAAAAMbI/q0zJo70Dd68/s400/DSC_0509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;Nana got Colin a sparkler 5 for his cake, very exciting!!  As part of getting over jet lag in Italy, a couple times I sent Colin to bed with some index cards to make his own birthday plans.  It was really cute because I could hear Colin discussing plans with Jane for quite awhile.  Anyway, one of his plans was to have fireworks for his birthday so Nana pulled it off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9HFjYXBK4Ww/TVa9fxtvP9I/AAAAAAAAMbQ/N3UA8iKb86o/s1600/DSC_0515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9HFjYXBK4Ww/TVa9fxtvP9I/AAAAAAAAMbQ/N3UA8iKb86o/s400/DSC_0515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake was a Triple Chocolate Mousse cake by Cooks Illustrated, although he hoped for the Castle Cake from his Dora and Diego cookbook.   (He told us too late the day before his birthday after all the shopping had been done.)  He was still delighted (and the cake was quite amazing).  Brian wants someone to make this cake for his birthday but it seems way too many steps for me.  I may not be up to much by the time Brian's birthday comes around, we shall see. &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/36373336-5503003603886927275?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5503003603886927275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=5503003603886927275' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5503003603886927275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5503003603886927275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/02/presents-and-cake.html' title='Presents and cake'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCVLlWfAAnc/TVa9B3Ewv9I/AAAAAAAAMaI/lfwVR4Gr--o/s72-c/DSC_0483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-5031228430397830983</id><published>2011-02-12T11:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T11:51:21.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQOefHuYXQQ/TVa4S8CCDeI/AAAAAAAAMZI/Rtnkefra8f0/s1600/DSC_0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQOefHuYXQQ/TVa4S8CCDeI/AAAAAAAAMZI/Rtnkefra8f0/s400/DSC_0458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last Saturday we had a fun little friend party for Colin's preschool class and a couple friends.  Brian made Colin this lovely pinata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iTfO46ufOQ0/TVa4TA9ISUI/AAAAAAAAMZQ/Cvv-h-sc3r4/s1600/DSC_0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iTfO46ufOQ0/TVa4TA9ISUI/AAAAAAAAMZQ/Cvv-h-sc3r4/s400/DSC_0460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KC0gcw44e_c/TVa4TWZ4g_I/AAAAAAAAMZY/RTwAJZtXBtU/s1600/DSC_0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KC0gcw44e_c/TVa4TWZ4g_I/AAAAAAAAMZY/RTwAJZtXBtU/s400/DSC_0454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We decorated some cookies.  Luckily this little guy had the good sense to not eat his entire creation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xFshmum7UuI/TVa4TShLobI/AAAAAAAAMZg/-0WkVmjo5Ac/s1600/DSC_0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xFshmum7UuI/TVa4TShLobI/AAAAAAAAMZg/-0WkVmjo5Ac/s400/DSC_0461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin was so happy and excited all day, well, all weekend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-glxVKbzHvnE/TVa4nrMZNgI/AAAAAAAAMZo/9klU6vaJLJo/s1600/DSC_0465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-glxVKbzHvnE/TVa4nrMZNgI/AAAAAAAAMZo/9klU6vaJLJo/s400/DSC_0465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We used the ax we brought from Poland to break the pinata.  It was very effective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iRRxRTZrqyo/TVa4n20JJzI/AAAAAAAAMZw/3DmgEjIUERg/s1600/DSC_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iRRxRTZrqyo/TVa4n20JJzI/AAAAAAAAMZw/3DmgEjIUERg/s400/DSC_0167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(from Christmas 2009, I just love this photo of Colin and his ax. So little boy to me.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I88eq3lF7Ek/TVa4oOVeo2I/AAAAAAAAMZ4/-eN5q6VZvdo/s1600/DSC_0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I88eq3lF7Ek/TVa4oOVeo2I/AAAAAAAAMZ4/-eN5q6VZvdo/s400/DSC_0468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And pinata chaos.  It was a little crazy as we had 9 kids to keep entertained, but they all had a great time.  I can't believe Colin is 5!!!  He is such a dear little boy most of the time and is really growing up to be a nice kid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XKRpOnuqVZQ/TVa4oUgO_mI/AAAAAAAAMaA/zydkrSFQtek/s1600/DSC_0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XKRpOnuqVZQ/TVa4oUgO_mI/AAAAAAAAMaA/zydkrSFQtek/s400/DSC_0467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-5031228430397830983?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5031228430397830983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=5031228430397830983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5031228430397830983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5031228430397830983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/02/party-day.html' title='Party Day'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQOefHuYXQQ/TVa4S8CCDeI/AAAAAAAAMZI/Rtnkefra8f0/s72-c/DSC_0458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-1377989879214007247</id><published>2011-02-03T15:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T15:31:38.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday ready</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TUsNvOTA3kI/AAAAAAAAMYw/lhZcIUfqsBM/s1600/DSC_0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TUsNvOTA3kI/AAAAAAAAMYw/lhZcIUfqsBM/s400/DSC_0446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am very behind on blogging, the jet lag has been pretty brutal and at home there are all these things to do instead of blog, so hard!  But today is the first of 4 days of the Colin birthday extravaganza!  Well, not so much of an extravaganza, but today was his little school party where we got to bring in cupcakes.  He got this birthday crown, which sadly gave him a paper cut on his nose.  Tomorrow we will have a special McDonald's lunch with his local little girl cousins, party for school friends on Saturday, then on Sunday (his actual birthday) we will have a little family dinner, including a sparkler for his cake.  Good times.  And Brian and I to get ready for his birthday this week went to Toys R Us for the first time in our 5 years of parenting.  Maybe we should have held out since we had done so well without Toys R Us, but he really, really wanted some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bakugon&lt;/span&gt; things.   We thought we should look at some instead of ordering on-line.  What have we done?  I am glad our kids do not know of that place yet, wow, I kind of never want to go there with my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TUsNvXWppaI/AAAAAAAAMY4/A3ywAT48IIo/s1600/DSC_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TUsNvXWppaI/AAAAAAAAMY4/A3ywAT48IIo/s400/DSC_0453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since Jane did not get a preschool cupcake, I let her eat the sprinkles out of the container I took them in.  It kept her busy for at least 30 minutes, which is always nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TUsNvpDtGdI/AAAAAAAAMZA/TClDRTnzesU/s1600/DSC_0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TUsNvpDtGdI/AAAAAAAAMZA/TClDRTnzesU/s400/DSC_0450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-1377989879214007247?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1377989879214007247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=1377989879214007247' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/1377989879214007247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/1377989879214007247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/02/birthday-ready.html' title='Birthday ready'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TUsNvOTA3kI/AAAAAAAAMYw/lhZcIUfqsBM/s72-c/DSC_0446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-2767309516157099423</id><published>2011-01-29T09:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T10:17:47.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Skipper goes to Italy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TUQpeHBm-dI/AAAAAAAAMYM/5tkmezLfxII/s1600/DSC_0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TUQpeHBm-dI/AAAAAAAAMYM/5tkmezLfxII/s400/DSC_0410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did not get a &lt;a href="http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2010/07/skipper-goes-to-japan-plays-with.html"&gt;Skipper &lt;/a&gt;photo until our last day in Rome.  I love that we also got the nice little couple to the right in the photo.  Our last week in Italy brought Colin a fever, a cold for me, some very crappy weather but thankfully, the last day was beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TUQpebP0OFI/AAAAAAAAMYU/TSfPgnj5ncA/s1600/DSC_0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TUQpebP0OFI/AAAAAAAAMYU/TSfPgnj5ncA/s400/DSC_0416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We found this park near the Colosseum and there were some amazing ruins right behind.  Seriously, one month in Rome was not enough time to enjoy this amazing ancient city.  I feel so bad for the American tourists who think they can see everything in 2 days.  (I was one of them once, can't be too critical.  But that is such the wrong way to travel!)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TUQpe-Vk8mI/AAAAAAAAMYc/jhcIhO9JA0A/s1600/DSC_0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TUQpe-Vk8mI/AAAAAAAAMYc/jhcIhO9JA0A/s400/DSC_0436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ended up exploring lots of Rome's many, many churches.  Our kids liked the churches and were fairly well behaved.  (In a church in Jerusalem with 1 year old Colin, he once started meowing very loudly.  It was funny and embarrassing.)   It was not a trip for museums this time with a 4 and 2 year old, but we have the rest of our lives for museums.   I have many future posts coming of all the churches were we wandered.  We took a walking tour through Rome's Jewish Ghetto (on a very rainy day) and sadly, we did not get to go in the Synagogue. We would have loved to see it as it is a very different style than all the baroque gold we saw in most of the other churches.  And we walked through in the wrong time too as we saw a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;falafel&lt;/span&gt; place that looked awesome!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TUQpfHx2FFI/AAAAAAAAMYk/RdI76-ajJnk/s1600/DSC_0444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TUQpfHx2FFI/AAAAAAAAMYk/RdI76-ajJnk/s400/DSC_0444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was the last photo I took in Italy, Jane running toward a very busy road.  She totally bolted.  I still kind of cannot believe we just spent the month in Rome.  We have been home 3 days now and the kids slept most of the night, so why was I up at 5am?  Jet lag gets worse as I get older.  The kids were so great on our very long trip home (about 15 hours of flying and 5 hours in airports).  We will be very happy to be in one place for the next little while. And I need to get some Mexican food today!  I am craving fish tacos from Lone Star!  &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/36373336-2767309516157099423?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2767309516157099423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=2767309516157099423' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2767309516157099423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/2767309516157099423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/01/skipper-goes-to-italy.html' title='Skipper goes to Italy'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TUQpeHBm-dI/AAAAAAAAMYM/5tkmezLfxII/s72-c/DSC_0410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-4103444040404220610</id><published>2011-01-20T02:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T03:01:28.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Teatro Dell' Opera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpGkwSjsI/AAAAAAAAMWs/7-C17wbqZk4/s1600/DSC_0298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpGkwSjsI/AAAAAAAAMWs/7-C17wbqZk4/s400/DSC_0298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our time in Italy is winding down.  We have so many things to post that may have to wait until we are home.  We burned through our allotted internet minutes and have to pay as we go now.  We will be a little excited to return to our fast, reliable, unlimited and cheap access at home!  Here are just a couple of recent photos.  Brian had a little errand to check in on at the opera so we let the kids get happy meals (and sadly they got the same toy they had gotten this summer at home but they were still happy!) Then the kids had fun running the red carpet outside Opera di Roma while we waited for Brian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpG1M5W0I/AAAAAAAAMW0/_0yycjp9OXo/s1600/DSC_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpG1M5W0I/AAAAAAAAMW0/_0yycjp9OXo/s400/DSC_0300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpHPMLgTI/AAAAAAAAMW8/xz9p60pNWx8/s1600/DSC_0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpHPMLgTI/AAAAAAAAMW8/xz9p60pNWx8/s400/DSC_0292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpHB1TsQI/AAAAAAAAMXE/jo5rBW3z0Xo/s1600/DSC_0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpHB1TsQI/AAAAAAAAMXE/jo5rBW3z0Xo/s400/DSC_0302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The opera opened on Tuesday night.  As Brian is covering the tenor role, the other tenor was unwell for the final dress and Brian got to go on.  It was a good experience for him as he learned he is able to jump in (since covers do not get as much rehearsal) and he would very much love another shot at it with a performance.  Of course we wish the other tenor well, but one show would be amazing!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpVLEMdcI/AAAAAAAAMXM/_BbiVCD4jFs/s1600/DSC_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpVLEMdcI/AAAAAAAAMXM/_BbiVCD4jFs/s400/DSC_0307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We like views like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpVEA8hrI/AAAAAAAAMXU/dbGa7GkhMUQ/s1600/DSC_0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpVEA8hrI/AAAAAAAAMXU/dbGa7GkhMUQ/s400/DSC_0336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colin found a place to be a statue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpVlkq2II/AAAAAAAAMXc/mHSMzQCfGLk/s1600/DSC_0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpVlkq2II/AAAAAAAAMXc/mHSMzQCfGLk/s400/DSC_0342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In other good new, we found THE place to get gelato!!!!  It is just far enough off the tourist road that is is not overpriced and totally amazing gelato! We have had a couple better eating out experiences too, but Brian has mainly made us food at home as the ingredients are so great here.  We live near the best fresh food market in Rome, which has been lovely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpln3m_RI/AAAAAAAAMXs/l5jhpOXlRwY/s1600/DSC_0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpln3m_RI/AAAAAAAAMXs/l5jhpOXlRwY/s400/DSC_0347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpmFYXfdI/AAAAAAAAMX0/OYCXxmeirco/s1600/DSC_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpmFYXfdI/AAAAAAAAMX0/OYCXxmeirco/s400/DSC_0351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpmTdhWFI/AAAAAAAAMX8/fe9c33i4ueY/s1600/DSC_0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpmTdhWFI/AAAAAAAAMX8/fe9c33i4ueY/s400/DSC_0361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Spanish steps, from the bottom and the top, just if you are wondering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpmcshrSI/AAAAAAAAMYE/ZXg8u_eaKkU/s1600/DSC_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpmcshrSI/AAAAAAAAMYE/ZXg8u_eaKkU/s400/DSC_0363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-4103444040404220610?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4103444040404220610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=4103444040404220610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/4103444040404220610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/4103444040404220610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/01/teatro-dell-opera.html' title='Teatro Dell&apos; Opera'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTfpGkwSjsI/AAAAAAAAMWs/7-C17wbqZk4/s72-c/DSC_0298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-3971532892599558204</id><published>2011-01-15T15:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T15:50:32.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>After we had some Chinese</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTIHHEGl2xI/AAAAAAAAMWM/dAXHqIiYwX8/s1600/DSC_0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTIHHEGl2xI/AAAAAAAAMWM/dAXHqIiYwX8/s400/DSC_0258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We met Brian for lunch yesterday and had some good Chinese.  He did not have much of a break so we went into just one church and enjoyed a little time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTIHHq9AXzI/AAAAAAAAMWU/K5U4CmwudYo/s1600/DSC_0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTIHHq9AXzI/AAAAAAAAMWU/K5U4CmwudYo/s400/DSC_0266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids are currently (like right now as I post this) being such bedtime stinkers that I thought I should post cute photos of them to replace the frustrated mommy thoughts which were also in my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTIHHoll8GI/AAAAAAAAMWc/jBLKJbx9SDg/s1600/DSC_0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTIHHoll8GI/AAAAAAAAMWc/jBLKJbx9SDg/s400/DSC_0269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTIHIM8VUtI/AAAAAAAAMWk/fR7H5km4kiQ/s1600/DSC_0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTIHIM8VUtI/AAAAAAAAMWk/fR7H5km4kiQ/s400/DSC_0263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-3971532892599558204?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3971532892599558204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=3971532892599558204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/3971532892599558204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/3971532892599558204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/01/after-we-had-some-chinese.html' title='After we had some Chinese'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTIHHEGl2xI/AAAAAAAAMWM/dAXHqIiYwX8/s72-c/DSC_0258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-5095295903869261747</id><published>2011-01-14T16:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T16:48:57.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More from a day's wanderings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDDN_pVHpI/AAAAAAAAMVM/3hLzoj7wYfU/s1600/DSC_0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDDN_pVHpI/AAAAAAAAMVM/3hLzoj7wYfU/s400/DSC_0200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also took turns looking into this darling little chapel.  There was a noisy group of kids outside playing futbol which amazes me.  This is just their play space. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDDOKXjiVI/AAAAAAAAMVU/PEJ9RceCk38/s1600/DSC_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDDOKXjiVI/AAAAAAAAMVU/PEJ9RceCk38/s400/DSC_0204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A couple views of the neighborhood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDDOes6cKI/AAAAAAAAMVc/RHX-0b9wNwo/s1600/DSC_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDDOes6cKI/AAAAAAAAMVc/RHX-0b9wNwo/s400/DSC_0195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, as you can see from the following photos, the sun went down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDDO96gsyI/AAAAAAAAMVk/bUK-tjtNihQ/s1600/DSC_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDDO96gsyI/AAAAAAAAMVk/bUK-tjtNihQ/s400/DSC_0211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDDq6zOqHI/AAAAAAAAMVs/RDZUQBnbWXY/s1600/DSC_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDDq6zOqHI/AAAAAAAAMVs/RDZUQBnbWXY/s400/DSC_0213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDDrRZCj1I/AAAAAAAAMV0/v76SXRTogHY/s1600/DSC_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDDrRZCj1I/AAAAAAAAMV0/v76SXRTogHY/s400/DSC_0215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;View down the road from the Castle where we play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDDrsc6FMI/AAAAAAAAMV8/rlZzJ4Eqb5w/s1600/DSC_0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDDrsc6FMI/AAAAAAAAMV8/rlZzJ4Eqb5w/s400/DSC_0216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it was a lovely night to photograph St. Peters.  Brian has done most of the night photography.  He is pretty great with a low shutter speed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDDr8vbPtI/AAAAAAAAMWE/z8oHeHahRMQ/s1600/DSC_0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDDr8vbPtI/AAAAAAAAMWE/z8oHeHahRMQ/s400/DSC_0219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-5095295903869261747?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5095295903869261747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=5095295903869261747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5095295903869261747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/5095295903869261747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/01/more-from-days-wanderings.html' title='More from a day&apos;s wanderings'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDDN_pVHpI/AAAAAAAAMVM/3hLzoj7wYfU/s72-c/DSC_0200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-4249036228895354926</id><published>2011-01-14T16:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T16:37:35.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sant' Andrea della Valle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDBn9YFEYI/AAAAAAAAMUs/7L0zWsfn6s0/s1600/DSC_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDBn9YFEYI/AAAAAAAAMUs/7L0zWsfn6s0/s400/DSC_0188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Very near the Campo di Flori is this lovely church.  Since the kids were both asleep, Brian and I took turns going in.  It was completed in 1625 says my guidebook, and has some of the best natural light of all of Rome's churches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDBoTnaAEI/AAAAAAAAMU0/kd-Yzi4FTi8/s1600/DSC_0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDBoTnaAEI/AAAAAAAAMU0/kd-Yzi4FTi8/s400/DSC_0174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDBocCygII/AAAAAAAAMU8/ZxlnKjUCf-8/s1600/DSC_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDBocCygII/AAAAAAAAMU8/ZxlnKjUCf-8/s400/DSC_0176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDBpFnRD1I/AAAAAAAAMVE/2Ibt4pehEI4/s1600/DSC_0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDBpFnRD1I/AAAAAAAAMVE/2Ibt4pehEI4/s400/DSC_0182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /&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/36373336-4249036228895354926?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4249036228895354926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=4249036228895354926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/4249036228895354926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/4249036228895354926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/01/sant-andrea-della-valle.html' title='Sant&apos; Andrea della Valle'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTDBn9YFEYI/AAAAAAAAMUs/7L0zWsfn6s0/s72-c/DSC_0188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-4499998627919380262</id><published>2011-01-14T16:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T17:31:15.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter is fine for gelato</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTC7YTYnj9I/AAAAAAAAMTs/SDo2SbNmr-w/s1600/DSC_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTC7YTYnj9I/AAAAAAAAMTs/SDo2SbNmr-w/s400/DSC_0168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;It has been sunny and close to 60 degrees all week, perfect for gelato! Sadly, this gelato was very over priced as were were closer to the Colosseum than we realized. You very much get taken as a tourist, and it is crappy to know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTC7YsEt-UI/AAAAAAAAMT0/JBr4ZRObbaA/s1600/DSC_0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTC7YsEt-UI/AAAAAAAAMT0/JBr4ZRObbaA/s400/DSC_0165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Our stopping was to try and keep Jane away but we stopped too soon and she was asleep not long after this. It is hard because if she naps now, she stays awake until about 11:30 pm. We are in a hard pattern and very much have a night owl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTC7Y0lWcHI/AAAAAAAAMT8/dvWaEK1SjX8/s1600/DSC_0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTC7Y0lWcHI/AAAAAAAAMT8/dvWaEK1SjX8/s400/DSC_0163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTC7ZDH19yI/AAAAAAAAMUE/st7dTbmKoKw/s1600/DSC_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTC7ZDH19yI/AAAAAAAAMUE/st7dTbmKoKw/s400/DSC_0166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Wonder how long the funny smile phase will last, 15 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTC8GEM8vYI/AAAAAAAAMUM/6rgNcA4BarI/s1600/DSC_0172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTC8GEM8vYI/AAAAAAAAMUM/6rgNcA4BarI/s400/DSC_0172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Brian near the Wedding Cake building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTC8GeboIKI/AAAAAAAAMUU/6h281nh3PwI/s1600/DSC_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTC8GeboIKI/AAAAAAAAMUU/6h281nh3PwI/s400/DSC_0185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;And actually both kids fell asleep this day. Colin fell asleep with a lollipop in his mouth but when I tried to take it out, he woke up and popped it back in his mouth and kept sleeping. I felt like a great parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTC8Gh2mDxI/AAAAAAAAMUc/sdMZU5QKsIk/s1600/DSC_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTC8Gh2mDxI/AAAAAAAAMUc/sdMZU5QKsIk/s400/DSC_0190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Wandered over to the Campo di Flori. There are some very great neighborhoods over here. They had some grape hyacinths that would have been fun to take back to our little apartment. Instead we were lured into our favorite fancy soap store Lush which was just up the block from here. I love their shampoo soaps for travel and I was nearly out of the sea salt scrub. As they do not have a Lush in SLC, it is something we love and a souvenir. We have now followed Lush through 5 countries. About 10 or so years ago when I was returning from England with a Lush bath bomb in my carry-one luggage, the security could not tell what it was in the x-ray and had to check it out. Thankfully it was not taken from me, although it was a very, very messy bath bomb full of flower petals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTC8G2y6IcI/AAAAAAAAMUk/lTYJJap8CJM/s1600/DSC_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTC8G2y6IcI/AAAAAAAAMUk/lTYJJap8CJM/s400/DSC_0194.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/36373336-4499998627919380262?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4499998627919380262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=4499998627919380262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/4499998627919380262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/4499998627919380262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/01/winter-is-fine-for-gelato.html' title='Winter is fine for gelato'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TTC7YTYnj9I/AAAAAAAAMTs/SDo2SbNmr-w/s72-c/DSC_0168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-8133439698014713668</id><published>2011-01-11T11:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T16:29:23.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More of our life in local parks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSx_MthOY8I/AAAAAAAAMRA/ilXusc7aXS4/s1600/P1020074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSx_MthOY8I/AAAAAAAAMRA/ilXusc7aXS4/s400/P1020074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One of our local parks is behind the castle. Not too bad. Most afternoons we head out to a park. It is nice, the kids and I take it pretty easy in the morning just because we can mostly. After lunch we head outside to burn some energy. Then we come home to art and music time, eat some dinner, and try to wind down to bed. Today not going so well, it is 10:15 and Brian is down stairs roughhousing the kids. We went out for a Roman meal tonight and ate at about 8:30 pm and the kids do not sound anywhere near being ready for bed. Very great meal though just in our neighborhood. We will never eat in a tourist place again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSx_NP-pIxI/AAAAAAAAMRI/6DN6aFzTZEM/s1600/P1020076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSx_NP-pIxI/AAAAAAAAMRI/6DN6aFzTZEM/s400/P1020076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSx_Nv0ZJAI/AAAAAAAAMRQ/ySn6b7wcxrI/s1600/P1020077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSx_Nv0ZJAI/AAAAAAAAMRQ/ySn6b7wcxrI/s400/P1020077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our friends helped us find this park too, it is our kid's favorite within walking distance. Colin was having a picnic on the toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSx_N-67L1I/AAAAAAAAMRY/5OJh7CMf2R0/s1600/P1020079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSx_N-67L1I/AAAAAAAAMRY/5OJh7CMf2R0/s400/P1020079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;Jane routinely does things two year olds should not do. I have seen kids Colin's age and older be afraid of climbing this rope ladder, but not Jane. No limitations for her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSyANbz6_wI/AAAAAAAAMRg/JmeXuKn3-EU/s1600/P1020080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSyANbz6_wI/AAAAAAAAMRg/JmeXuKn3-EU/s400/P1020080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The kids' favorite park has a nice view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSyANp-TPNI/AAAAAAAAMRo/FUeoQeOtKR8/s1600/P1020081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSyANp-TPNI/AAAAAAAAMRo/FUeoQeOtKR8/s400/P1020081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSyAN9nOdaI/AAAAAAAAMRw/hy_qc-YxUkE/s1600/P1020086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSyAN9nOdaI/AAAAAAAAMRw/hy_qc-YxUkE/s400/P1020086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At yet another park, Colin found a comic that he wanted to recycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSyAOBgjRhI/AAAAAAAAMR4/5z0lCHV6jeQ/s1600/P1020089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSyAOBgjRhI/AAAAAAAAMR4/5z0lCHV6jeQ/s400/P1020089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSyCISqnFFI/AAAAAAAAMSA/MhVKeUGNQ0k/s1600/P1020092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSyCISqnFFI/AAAAAAAAMSA/MhVKeUGNQ0k/s400/P1020092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSyCIsn6LKI/AAAAAAAAMSI/Fp_ISVS_7UI/s1600/P1020095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSyCIsn6LKI/AAAAAAAAMSI/Fp_ISVS_7UI/s400/P1020095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The kids love playing post office. We mail all sorts of things all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSyCI_obRnI/AAAAAAAAMSQ/PScJeNZzdYI/s1600/P1020100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSyCI_obRnI/AAAAAAAAMSQ/PScJeNZzdYI/s400/P1020100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We watched a show about ninjas this morning, which prompted the wearing of Colin's ninja shirt today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSyCJHPVAlI/AAAAAAAAMSY/BjA7qA_sThE/s1600/P1020101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSyCJHPVAlI/AAAAAAAAMSY/BjA7qA_sThE/s400/P1020101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;After walking through St. Peters and playing at the Castel Sant' Angelo, we walked to the Piazza Navona, mainly just because we can. We enjoyed admiring all three fountains. It was a lovely day with some sun and close to 60 degrees. It is kind of hilarious because we are out in just sweaters and light jackets but the Romans are still dressed for about 30 degree weather. One would think you could take off a scarf but I guess not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36373336-8133439698014713668?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8133439698014713668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=8133439698014713668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8133439698014713668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8133439698014713668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/01/more-of-our-life-in-local-parks.html' title='More of our life in local parks'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSx_MthOY8I/AAAAAAAAMRA/ilXusc7aXS4/s72-c/P1020074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-7092440222044829292</id><published>2011-01-08T15:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T16:19:19.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSjPo2CaxfI/AAAAAAAAMQA/MMvAkrn6g1E/s1600/DSC_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSjPo2CaxfI/AAAAAAAAMQA/MMvAkrn6g1E/s400/DSC_0131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brian did not have to rehearse until 3 pm today so we headed out for a couple hours with Daddy before his work.  Brian had not been to the Piazza del Popolo so that was our first stop.  To the delight of our children, there were great bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSjPpIIVwWI/AAAAAAAAMQI/w2z9LXQurzo/s1600/DSC_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSjPpIIVwWI/AAAAAAAAMQI/w2z9LXQurzo/s400/DSC_0133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSjPpdgWbiI/AAAAAAAAMQQ/jLr9fFHapy8/s1600/DSC_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSjPpdgWbiI/AAAAAAAAMQQ/jLr9fFHapy8/s400/DSC_0134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSjPpt2tWMI/AAAAAAAAMQY/-f8JybCqf6s/s1600/DSC_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSjPpt2tWMI/AAAAAAAAMQY/-f8JybCqf6s/s400/DSC_0137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we went near the Spanish Steps and ate some pizza.  Brian and I shared a very yummy mushroom slice, I would kind of like some more right now.  It is funny because I came to Italy when I was 17 with my family and my mom remembers getting the fold over pizza by the Spanish Steps in Rome on that trip too.  We were robbed on that trip so that is my main memory of Rome from years ago.  (It is a crazy story, my Dad was pick pocketed in the train station, an on off duty police man saw it all happen and missed his train home to help us.   The pick pocketer  was in jail the next day but  sadly he handed off my Dad's wallet so still a big problem, since he even got my Dad's passport. So nice to have the help of a stranger.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSjQTjTeYtI/AAAAAAAAMQg/AwO4aEeemDw/s1600/DSC_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSjQTjTeYtI/AAAAAAAAMQg/AwO4aEeemDw/s400/DSC_0138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSjQTwx3qjI/AAAAAAAAMQo/7dbRI1rqSdo/s1600/DSC_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSjQTwx3qjI/AAAAAAAAMQo/7dbRI1rqSdo/s400/DSC_0144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A view of the Spanish Steps from a few blocks away.  It was crazy warm here today, like in the high 50's so pretty much everyone was outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSjQT387OBI/AAAAAAAAMQw/MWdkObHSgO8/s1600/DSC_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSjQT387OBI/AAAAAAAAMQw/MWdkObHSgO8/s400/DSC_0147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After Brian had to go to work, I headed back across the river to the Castel Sant' Angelo as there is a small playground in the back.  We walked home through Vatican City and had such lovely end of the day light.  (No photos, I was just trying to get home before Jane fell asleep.  The kids sleep has been very off but they were both asleep before 9pm tonight, yay!  Jane has been staying up until about 11:30 pm so this is very exciting to me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSjQUC6j0wI/AAAAAAAAMQ4/2H-nCLQWUZo/s1600/DSC_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSjQUC6j0wI/AAAAAAAAMQ4/2H-nCLQWUZo/s400/DSC_0151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amazingly, Jane with her finger in her mouth and not her nose. It was a good Saturday.  We are very much in love with Rome.&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/36373336-7092440222044829292?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7092440222044829292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=7092440222044829292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/7092440222044829292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/7092440222044829292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/01/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSjPo2CaxfI/AAAAAAAAMQA/MMvAkrn6g1E/s72-c/DSC_0131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-3971535661547336687</id><published>2011-01-06T15:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T16:12:44.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Piazza Navona and the cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSYi4OzfFMI/AAAAAAAAMPQ/rSTEbufV7H0/s1600/DSC_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSYi4OzfFMI/AAAAAAAAMPQ/rSTEbufV7H0/s400/DSC_0128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night I took the metro in to meet Brian after his rehearsal and we wandered down to the Piazza Navona.  There was a big fair going on for La Befana and it was the last night.  We ate a donut bigger than my head, saw a drag Befana, rode the carousel, AND got gelato.  It was a night of too many treats.  And Befana found our kids last night and left some candy in their shoes so the first things they ate this morning was Kinder eggs.  The toys in the eggs are really great (we seem to remember Cracker Jack toys being a lot better in the olden days than they are now). Colin even got a little USB in one of his eggs that has some little computer games and activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSYi4RQMP1I/AAAAAAAAMPY/YNhqy0ZiXUQ/s1600/DSC_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSYi4RQMP1I/AAAAAAAAMPY/YNhqy0ZiXUQ/s400/DSC_0129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colin was very tired last night but perked up to see the fair.  It had rained on and off all day. The rain stayed away while we were looking around, but started again on our walk home.    Colin wanted to go back to the fair tonight.    I do wonder how all this travel is shaping his experience and world view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSYi44FdhRI/AAAAAAAAMPg/P-49h7YnjEc/s1600/DSC_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSYi44FdhRI/AAAAAAAAMPg/P-49h7YnjEc/s400/DSC_0121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In other news, this is what we had for breakfast yesterday, courtesy of Mercato Trionfale, the amazing open market a few blocks away from us. Brian's brother Dan will recognize the little package above. It is a Burrata- the pinnacle of the fresh mozzarella experience. The few outlets in the states that supply this cheese charge upwards of $20 to $25 for the serving size pictured above (I got it for about $6).  Since it is a southern Italian (Pugliese) specialty, it is not available every day in the market, and I think the vendors were tired of Brian asking for it. When it came in, they saw him coming and immediately said, "Burrata?"&lt;br /&gt;It was consumed with this delightful bread (Filone del Contadina, wild yeast with whole grain) and some Blood Oranges on the side. The citrus here is spectacular right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSYi5Bmi06I/AAAAAAAAMPo/_8Nldi54HHw/s1600/DSC_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSYi5Bmi06I/AAAAAAAAMPo/_8Nldi54HHw/s400/DSC_0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain Burrata. Mozzarella di Buffala is pulled into a thin sheet, than filled with an unbelievably buttery mozzarella and cream hybrid called straciatella and tied up in a little purse. The interior is a spreadable consistency with a bit of stringyness and the whole thing is basically the embodiment of fresh dairy goodness. Trader Joe's sells a domestic version of this, and it is a noble effort, but now that we've had the real thing we won't be able to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSYjJP7o6yI/AAAAAAAAMPw/i2Mg1oVxYpU/s1600/DSC_0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSYjJP7o6yI/AAAAAAAAMPw/i2Mg1oVxYpU/s400/DSC_0123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSYjJYbYYxI/AAAAAAAAMP4/fYdMqrcTcEw/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSYjJYbYYxI/AAAAAAAAMP4/fYdMqrcTcEw/s400/DSC_0124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are not words.&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/36373336-3971535661547336687?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3971535661547336687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=3971535661547336687' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/3971535661547336687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/3971535661547336687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/01/piazza-navona-and-cheese.html' title='Piazza Navona and the cheese'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSYi4OzfFMI/AAAAAAAAMPQ/rSTEbufV7H0/s72-c/DSC_0128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-8298145171134644554</id><published>2011-01-04T14:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T14:45:59.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny photos from Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSN3wgkggvI/AAAAAAAAMPA/VFpmIrXy4bg/s1600/166407_490448758787_832893787_5838281_3427612_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSN3wgkggvI/AAAAAAAAMPA/VFpmIrXy4bg/s400/166407_490448758787_832893787_5838281_3427612_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We made it to our Church on Sunday and the congregation we went to only had older kids.  We were not aware we are to dress out kids in all black.  Also, shiny black puffy coats are very much de moda here, like the guy to the left of Colin.  I wish they had issued us new black shiny coats at the airport when we arrived.    These are just photos from Brian's cell phone but I find them very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSN3w3c42ZI/AAAAAAAAMPI/HZErWde9jxM/s1600/165301_490448223787_832893787_5838279_2186008_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSN3w3c42ZI/AAAAAAAAMPI/HZErWde9jxM/s400/165301_490448223787_832893787_5838279_2186008_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jane liked sitting with the big boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36373336-8298145171134644554?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8298145171134644554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=8298145171134644554' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8298145171134644554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/8298145171134644554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/01/funny-photos-from-church.html' title='Funny photos from Church'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSN3wgkggvI/AAAAAAAAMPA/VFpmIrXy4bg/s72-c/166407_490448758787_832893787_5838281_3427612_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-6316915706157666872</id><published>2011-01-04T05:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T05:49:05.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSL2cJ8wHBI/AAAAAAAAMOA/dx43L7bIaQc/s1600/P1020058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSL2cJ8wHBI/AAAAAAAAMOA/dx43L7bIaQc/s400/P1020058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since Brian is gone at work for a good portion of the day, the kids and I are settling into our something of a routine. We go on walks and go out to play.  Thankfully on our first day here I noticed something of a park between these buildings that is not too far from our apartment.  And there is a direct view of St. Peters from where we play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSL2cEDK2aI/AAAAAAAAMOI/Wl_XAiVYtFU/s1600/P1020061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSL2cEDK2aI/AAAAAAAAMOI/Wl_XAiVYtFU/s400/P1020061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSL2cf8qRFI/AAAAAAAAMOQ/4MrZsEDfIMc/s1600/P1020062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSL2cf8qRFI/AAAAAAAAMOQ/4MrZsEDfIMc/s400/P1020062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With the kids one day I walked to the Piazza del Popolo.  I just had our little camera and somehow had the white balance set not for outdoor light.  So here are just a couple of quick shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSL2cZcwrZI/AAAAAAAAMOY/9-u7hCtkig4/s1600/P1020063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSL2cZcwrZI/AAAAAAAAMOY/9-u7hCtkig4/s400/P1020063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSL22yPmeRI/AAAAAAAAMOg/qrz_djudXPg/s1600/P1020064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSL22yPmeRI/AAAAAAAAMOg/qrz_djudXPg/s400/P1020064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSL22w0ElOI/AAAAAAAAMOo/kiCdHMhtlNU/s1600/P1020065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSL22w0ElOI/AAAAAAAAMOo/kiCdHMhtlNU/s400/P1020065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This walk should not have taken quite as long as it did but sometimes it feels like I have to stop every 5 feet to take care of someone.  Oh well, they are cute kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSL23NdVgGI/AAAAAAAAMOw/kjxPx3Ll19E/s1600/P1020070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSL23NdVgGI/AAAAAAAAMOw/kjxPx3Ll19E/s400/P1020070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since we did not play at the Piazza del Popolo, we went back to the little park we know. We have not found so many playgrounds in Rome but we met a very nice family who took us to a great  park yesterday.  (Sadly, no photos).  The family has two kids our kids' ages so they know the family friendly things to do in Rome. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSL23BUOD5I/AAAAAAAAMO4/a1H_rPyv9qQ/s1600/P1020073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSL23BUOD5I/AAAAAAAAMO4/a1H_rPyv9qQ/s400/P1020073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not really a flattering photo, the kids were being a little crazy when I took this photo, Jane with Nutella face and Colin, I don't know.  All I remember was it was an evening of high needs.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36373336-6316915706157666872?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6316915706157666872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=6316915706157666872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6316915706157666872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6316915706157666872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/01/everyday.html' title='Everyday'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSL2cJ8wHBI/AAAAAAAAMOA/dx43L7bIaQc/s72-c/P1020058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-999968892234497160</id><published>2011-01-03T04:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T04:39:32.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Castel Sant Angelo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSGXjvmGfLI/AAAAAAAAMNQ/1UGecmqir8E/s1600/DSC_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSGXjvmGfLI/AAAAAAAAMNQ/1UGecmqir8E/s400/DSC_0109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wandered over here last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSGXj2ticMI/AAAAAAAAMNY/J_JKjuYisug/s1600/DSC_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSGXj2ticMI/AAAAAAAAMNY/J_JKjuYisug/s400/DSC_0112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSGXjwZ7SFI/AAAAAAAAMNg/TTTADkPc76Y/s1600/DSC_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSGXjwZ7SFI/AAAAAAAAMNg/TTTADkPc76Y/s400/DSC_0115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We intended it to be a sleepy walk. Colin fell asleep quickly in the back but woke up at home and Jane never slept.  What fun would parenting be if your kids were predictable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below, a view of St. Peters from the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSGXkFUwwHI/AAAAAAAAMNo/SPqIoOcbgng/s1600/DSC_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSGXkFUwwHI/AAAAAAAAMNo/SPqIoOcbgng/s400/DSC_0106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSGXzdRtWlI/AAAAAAAAMNw/oCthzcaWixk/s1600/DSC_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSGXzdRtWlI/AAAAAAAAMNw/oCthzcaWixk/s400/DSC_0101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSGXznpskRI/AAAAAAAAMN4/n_uDJaa2dG0/s1600/DSC_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSGXznpskRI/AAAAAAAAMN4/n_uDJaa2dG0/s400/DSC_0119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And there were real tears from Jane when we came upon this as it finished the last ride of the night.  We will be back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36373336-999968892234497160?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/999968892234497160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=999968892234497160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/999968892234497160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/999968892234497160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/01/castel-sant-angelo.html' title='Castel Sant Angelo'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TSGXjvmGfLI/AAAAAAAAMNQ/1UGecmqir8E/s72-c/DSC_0109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-6524915434884826551</id><published>2011-01-01T13:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T14:01:50.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Eve and Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR901lujUHI/AAAAAAAAMMQ/Tw7wd0LPjPc/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR901lujUHI/AAAAAAAAMMQ/Tw7wd0LPjPc/s400/DSC_0073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Welcome 2011!  On New Years Eve we went over to Trevi Fountain.  We are very much looking forward to many of the tourists going home so we can throw some coins in for luck. &lt;br /&gt;To celebrate the New Year we ate some really bad food.  We realized too late NEVER to eat at a place where they speak English to you!  We got sucked in because we were hungry and the place looked easy with a stroller and kids.  Brian said everyone working there should be ashamed because they know they are serving bad food.  I have had a couple other bad experiences this week, we will need to try much harder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we also walked around the Pantheon but we did not get photos yet. Not too impressive though, it is only from 125 AD.  Our friend sent us a funny message saying how sorry she is for us to spend time in a city that is all ruins.    We do very much have the luxury of staying for a long while so we will get back in times that are not the New Years holiday.  And the actual New Year at midnight sounded like a war zone.  We are in a quiet little neighborhood but it was anything but quiet.  Our kids were up too late and Colin fell asleep about 10 minutes before midnight and slept through all the noise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR901-S_E2I/AAAAAAAAMMY/PHidHuy4NYM/s1600/DSC_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR901-S_E2I/AAAAAAAAMMY/PHidHuy4NYM/s400/DSC_0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Headed over to the Colosseum today, dating back to 80 AD.  It was closed for the holiday so we will head back another time.   It was supposed to be sunny today but no, gray and light rain. Oh well.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR902NZp69I/AAAAAAAAMMg/7X5rJMPT1Rc/s1600/DSC_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR902NZp69I/AAAAAAAAMMg/7X5rJMPT1Rc/s400/DSC_0080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(below) The Forum was also closed but we were able to peek. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR902ejl6tI/AAAAAAAAMMo/JApcGOCSOhU/s1600/DSC_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR902ejl6tI/AAAAAAAAMMo/JApcGOCSOhU/s400/DSC_0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR91WYh35LI/AAAAAAAAMMw/YUXtIH_FNRo/s1600/DSC_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR91WYh35LI/AAAAAAAAMMw/YUXtIH_FNRo/s400/DSC_0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR91WlRJ9VI/AAAAAAAAMM4/HXFsCpZQBEc/s1600/DSC_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR91WlRJ9VI/AAAAAAAAMM4/HXFsCpZQBEc/s400/DSC_0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jane loves to find little places to sit down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR91WhhfmBI/AAAAAAAAMNA/3P39WVZRBfY/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR91WhhfmBI/AAAAAAAAMNA/3P39WVZRBfY/s400/DSC_0098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Arch of Constantine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And below, Jane running away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR91W86A-nI/AAAAAAAAMNI/WaNwLKygTZg/s1600/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR91W86A-nI/AAAAAAAAMNI/WaNwLKygTZg/s400/DSC_0099.JPG" border="0" /&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/36373336-6524915434884826551?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6524915434884826551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=6524915434884826551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6524915434884826551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/6524915434884826551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-years-eve-and-day.html' title='New Years Eve and Day'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR901lujUHI/AAAAAAAAMMQ/Tw7wd0LPjPc/s72-c/DSC_0073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-1412274080408391029</id><published>2010-12-31T16:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T17:22:26.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello from Rome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR5RiIH2LwI/AAAAAAAAMLQ/uzDTKSiRhtQ/s1600/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR5RiIH2LwI/AAAAAAAAMLQ/uzDTKSiRhtQ/s400/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We arrived on Monday after a (thankfully) non-eventful travel day.  We were able to fly right to Paris and then onto Rome which was pretty great.  We were first looking at flights through NYC and are SO glad we could bypass the weather mess on the East Coast.  The kids did quite well on the very long trip and two of our fellow passengers commented an how good they were.  By the second night here they slept through the night, but the first night Jane was up from about 1am-5am, it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our flat for our month in Rome is just up the street from St. Peters so I have walked there everyday this week except today.   We went more into Central Rome tonight since Brian had the night off.  He had last night off too and since Brian had yet to go to the Vatican on this trip, we headed over last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR5RiZHz3hI/AAAAAAAAMLY/8OkENZ5Bmr8/s1600/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR5RiZHz3hI/AAAAAAAAMLY/8OkENZ5Bmr8/s400/DSC_0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR5Riqi22UI/AAAAAAAAMLg/czK9kKLfd30/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR5Riqi22UI/AAAAAAAAMLg/czK9kKLfd30/s400/DSC_0053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We put the kids in jammies for a sleepy walk.  Wish we had done it tonight, it is after 11pm and they are still chatting and playing in their beds.  It is New Years so maybe they would wake up from the fireworks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR5Ri7SEv1I/AAAAAAAAMLo/FSNeWK27SAw/s1600/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR5Ri7SEv1I/AAAAAAAAMLo/FSNeWK27SAw/s400/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR5RwVtTqiI/AAAAAAAAMLw/cPwP7_lINNI/s1600/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR5RwVtTqiI/AAAAAAAAMLw/cPwP7_lINNI/s400/DSC_0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love that it is still Christmas here and are getting ready for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Befana"&gt;Befana&lt;/a&gt; on January 6!  Our little market sells Befana stocking, we should maybe get a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR5RwTf2seI/AAAAAAAAML4/Al0Y4Q1BfHE/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR5RwTf2seI/AAAAAAAAML4/Al0Y4Q1BfHE/s400/DSC_0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR5RwyRQR0I/AAAAAAAAMMA/0r2FgnjollE/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR5RwyRQR0I/AAAAAAAAMMA/0r2FgnjollE/s400/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what I look like walking around Rome with my beloved stroller and two kids. I think I was out with the stroller and kids for about 5 hours yesterday.  And today we took the metro into Rome but just walked home several miles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And below, one more time to talk about my stroller (I'll try and save some of it for a phil&amp;amp;teds blog in the future).  This is a shot if the street we live on.   A side by side stroller would not even fit on the sidewalk to get to our flat, and it can be a busy road.   Take that any side by side stroller!  The fat air tires are great for jumping curbs, cobblestone,  and getting out of cars' way.  Drivers do not seem to like to stop for pedestrians, we will try to stay safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR5RxXv23nI/AAAAAAAAMMI/I4tKFSFvCBU/s1600/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR5RxXv23nI/AAAAAAAAMMI/I4tKFSFvCBU/s400/DSC_0072.JPG" border="0" /&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/36373336-1412274080408391029?l=stuckihouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1412274080408391029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36373336&amp;postID=1412274080408391029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/1412274080408391029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36373336/posts/default/1412274080408391029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuckihouse.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello-from-rome.html' title='Hello from Rome'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00255360183000898934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/SrePsx1AA4I/AAAAAAAAJrc/yugUqhtIDIk/S220/DSC_0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR5RiIH2LwI/AAAAAAAAMLQ/uzDTKSiRhtQ/s72-c/DSC_0043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36373336.post-8303228663657853207</id><published>2010-12-31T08:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T08:54:00.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR3bG9x0tDI/AAAAAAAAMJw/1pKlo6t3XoQ/s1600/DSC_0992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNbRPz_cuKU/TR3bG9x0tDI/AAAAAAAAMJw/1pKlo6t3XoQ/s400/DSC_0992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hard to believe Christmas has come and gone already.  It was a crazy month with Brian gone about 10 days and lots of visa drama. (He was told on December 17th that he would need a visa which prompted an emergency trip so San Fransisco
